love is backwards

if i only had the words to tell you

more than a kiss

endgame

stop and stare

it was a ghost that i saw there tonight
a beautiful ghost of a girl
she was a stunner
i tell you that girl
jet black hair and brown eyes

i stop and stared
for a moment or two
i stop and stared
then she vanished
into the blue

i will wake up every morning
with a dream of her in my sleepy eyes

she was amazing
i tell you a fact
she was a stunner this girl
if there was ever
the slimmest of hopes
i could win her
i'd try forever.

i stop and stared
for a moment or two
i stop and stared
then she vanished
into the blue

hot times

with zig
ledgewood, nj
1997 or so

Mine, all mine

If You

rapids

a slice of bread

new bread idea from ski day
my new xmas drum a lovely mess

she is not real

idea from today
everyone went skiing at bolton
i stayed home and formed a few ideas
this for one

she is not real

does the devil like his friends?

featuring noah and lulu on countdown.
based on questions posed by my son noah concerning satan.
around 2005


does the devil like his friends?
does he take him out to lunch?
do they talk about the weather?
do they talk about it much?
does the devil talk with jesus?
do they wrestle in the mud?
does the devil hide his beady eyes from the rising sun?
i've gotta million questions to present
to the devil...does the devil like his friends...?

does satan have a favorite sport where he participates?
does he like to tie the helmet on or fasten on the skates?
does the devil have a hobby?
does he fashion model planes?
does he like to sniff the funny glue he spreads upon the wings?

ahhhh...nothing comes to nothing in the end
cuz i'm the devil and the devil likes his friends

does lucifer feel good inside when all is said and done?
does be believe the king and queen respect  Beelzebub (pron.: /biːˈɛlzɨbʌb/ bee-EL-zə-bub or /ˈbiːlzɨbʌb/ BEEL-zə-bub; (Hebrew: בעל זבוב, Baʿal Zəvûv Arabic: بعل الذباب‎, Ba‘al az-Zubab;, literally "Lord of the Flies";
and what about sweet jesus?
will he ever learn?
about those escaped from heavens gate never to return?
well i don't know if i should sink or swim
cuz i'm the devil and the devil likes his friends

for you

Give It Up

Fast, Kick, Run

europe

at war
we're back to all the basics
we're at war
and we must protect the front
now go back to school, back to school
it flows like water into wood

i must tell you it all

i'm living a life for myself
but europe must not fall
we must answer the call

a time when spirits were unbroken
a time when no one really cared
now go
back to school
back to school
it flows like water into wood
i must tell you it all

never to be found

love breaks promises

Pull Together

opera (4 songs in truth)

1.good songs
2.looking through you
3.washington
4.soul

optical treason

franklin lakes 1981

the savior strut

recorded in 1982? with jaxon whytes? in teaneck, nj? lots of questions...

kneel to me (original idea with Zig)

in hinesburg attic with Zig

kneel to your proper bacon

ready or not

shot to pieces

the seven sorrows

relics

from 1985...randolph, nj,
casio!

who would have thought
that a couple of lies
would turn us into relics?
we were in our prime

this side of the moon

a Chin of Gold
A Night or two ago
And now she turns
Upon the World below

distant from the Sea –
with Amber Hands –
She leads Him like a a Boy
Along appointed Sands

this side of the moon
this side of the moon
on this
side of the moon
this side of the moon
---

Her perfect face
misses a Degree –
Obedient Her eye –
Just so far – goes away

Oh, Signor, Thine eye
And mine – the distant Sea –
Obedient command
Thine eye imposes on me

this side of the moon
this side of the moon
on this
side of the moon
this side of the moon--


Her forehead  blond;
Her cheek like is stone;
Her eyes the summer
like  I've never  known.

her lips part
into a wild smile
upon a friend, she will bestow
her silver and her style and her....

this side of the moon
this side of the moon
on this
side of the moon
this side of the moon==========


a privilege
to the distant star!
that we way might pass
Beside your blinking door.


Her bonnet is the firmament,
The universe her shoe,
The stars the trinkets at her belt,
Her dimities of blue.

this side of the moon
this side of the moon
on this
side of the moon
this side of the moon==================


dickinson/vanhook

incredibly high

I ASKED for one more thing,   
that thing was denied.   
I'll give my being for it;   
the merchant only smiled.   
 
Brazil? She twirled a button,          
Without a glance my way:   
“But, madam, is there nothing else   
That we can show today?”

Where are the souls, that resting, rise?
and soar incredibly high?

THE SOUL selects her savior
and then she shuts the door
some things need to stay there
now and evermore

sense the starkest madness
see the darkest grey
you are straight-away dangerous
and handled with a chain

To make sure all ’s asleep.          
check out with Old-fashioned eyes
we'll get incredibly high

Where are the souls, that resting, rise?
and soar incredibly high?

live or die incredibly high

the day it rattles
the sun has got as far
and echos, trains away
a third sycamore

Some things just need to stay there
Grief, hills, eternity
The moon slides down the stairs   
On her divine majority   
   
Where two could creep
    Not easy to surprise
all incredibly high

Where are the souls, that resting, rise?
and soar incredibly high?


dickinson/vanhook

kneel to me (demo #2)

change from F to A

she's out of breath
and out of time
and all the things that make her mine
she grabs her mike
and takes the stage
and starts them on an endless wave

her words are silk
and hard as steel
and every line will make you ill
but all for good and good for all
a dream inside a gazing ball

she says...
"kneel to me, kneel to me...kneel to your common savior"

she hides you in
her lazy eye
and trips you light, a firefly
and captures kids
inside her act
a stated truth, a stone cold fact

and this is what
will keep us warm
her rigid dance, her uniforms
a nun, a priest,
a single light
she shines into our bitter night

she says...
"kneel to me, kneel to me...kneel to your common savior"

next to her
these green thing grow
with matted hands and wilted toes
not a woman
nor a child
these things can't laugh, but christ they smile

they shows their teeth
like hunters moons
they glares at you within cocoons
and now they turn
to bethlehem
the final fight, for gods and men

and she's the one
to make them sigh
make them press for alibis
they all will feel
her wrath as bloods
press on towards jerusalum

and lord she's sweet
but out of time
and all the things that made her mine
she grabs her mike
and takes the stage
and starts them on an endless wave

she says...
"kneel to me, kneel to me...kneel to your common savior"

wishing well (2)

rod

she says "kneel to me...kneel to your common savior"

she's out of breath
and out of time
and all the things that make her mine
she grabs her mike
and takes the stage
and starts them on an endless wave

her words are silk
and hard as steel
and every line will make you ill
but all for good and good for all
a dream inside a gazing ball

she says...
"kneel to me, kneel to me...kneel to your common savior"
"kneel to me, kneel to me....kneel to your chosen savior"

she hides you in
her lazy eye
and trips you light, a firefly
and captures kids
inside her act
a stated truth, a stone cold fact

and this is what
will keep us warm
her rigid dance, her uniforms
a nun, a priest,
a single light
she shines into our bitter night

she says...
"kneel to me, kneel to me...kneel to your common savior"
"kneel to me, kneel to me....kneel to your chosen savior"

next to her
these green thing grow
with matted hands and wilted toes
not a woman
nor a child
these things can't laugh, but christ they smile

they shows their teeth
like hunters moons
they glares at you within cocoons
and now they turn
to bethlehem
the final fight, for gods and men

and she's the one
to make them sigh
make them press for alibis
they all will feel
her wrath as bloods
press on towards jerusalum

and lord she's sweet
but out of time
and all the things that made her mine
she grabs her mike
and takes the stage
and starts them on an endless wave


she says...
"kneel to me, kneel to me...kneel to your common savior"
"kneel to me, kneel to me....kneel to your chosen savior"

slide on through

texas

summer before long

anything goes

too far, grestnoff

big old city

twilight

up to me (1)

cover yourself

you can

your hand in mine

what do they want?

true believer

Petition

this was a marriage made in heaven
an imperfection, you and me
together we remain enchanted
forever free from agony
the trafic lights that skim the city
immaculate the skies, the stars
and in my path convincing eternity
we have seen night lifted by your arm

i'll be there
and vanish in the air
i declare
we will live without a care
i'm aware
it's a sickness i can't shake
i'm wide awake, and i declare...i'll be there

the sands of time are grey and rustling
strange years coarsing like a sword
a statistician's almost touching
the bitter cold, the blackened soul

i'll be there
and vanish in the air
i declare
we will live without a care
i'm aware
it's a sickness i can't shake
i'm wide awake, and i declare...i'll be there

on top of things

the boogeyman

when you ask for a child
pray for a child
all your life
you will sing to the child
push swings for the child
all their life

we'll hide from the boogeyman
you and me
play games on the boogeyman
we'll be free

old stars line up again
line up again tonight
loud cars pull down the lane
shoot down the late
at first light

i am the boogeyman
if you please
just like the boogeyman
i will tease, and tease, and tease...

i held light in my hand
it felt like your hand in july
just you and me and no one to see
no one to see us fight

and laugh like the boogeyman
just let go
cry mad like the boogeyman
getting stoned, and stoned, and stoned....

we'll hide from the boogeyman
you and me
play games on the boogeyman
we'll be free

years pass and over again
i say over again..."i love you"
what light through window breaks?
i'll never forsake you my son

i'll play the boogeyman if you please
play games on the boogeyman, you and me....

don't look back

i've been lonely
but i've been good
rising slowly
sliding on through

i've been having a bad time
well, that wrong
teachers waiving a bad sign
queen and pawn

don't look back

sammy's happy
sammy's so sad
many things happen
spinning his head

he's been having a bad time
well, that's wrong
teachers waiving a bad sign
queen and pawn

don't look back

Think About Me

i'm hittin the dirt
how many times i shoulda been heard...infinity
i think about you
why don't you think about me?

we laugh at the world but laughin gets so hard
innocent girl, i believe
i think about you
why don't you think about me?

there's a shadow been walkin about...i guess i know what i mean
i'm talkin
i'm givin my word glady ...can't go on givin this girl my company
i think about you
why don't you think about me?

is there someone breakin yer heart? you have my deepest
sympathy
i'm talkin
i'm leavin this world happy, i'll go now
heaven and earth in harmony
i think about you
why don't you think about me?

exactly like you

1984
a stormy winter
he is alone
he is not free

he take a chance
a chance delivers
a tiny piece of bone
alive but on the street

you sure can shake this woman down
you sure can break her final hour
it's not a crime, it is my right, i am within reason
sure can shake your head in shame
you sure can play the part of God
but i;m exactly like you
and you;re exactly like me
you're exactly like me

feel like a knife
though i was dreamin'
victim turns to stone
we fall asleep

december's cold
it's a funny season
animals need food
animals like me

burn off some blood
but i was cheated
they took a soul
they stole some dreams
they say 'hey we're all brothers..
...we're all lovers of reason"
well that's alot of crap
there is no such thing

Get In There

bad dreams

gimme the gun

will it still be you?

this time the nation

written in '88/9 after rushdie's satanic verses

recorded in  1992(3?)
paul, tim, dave, john, kurt and harry
 dave's basement...sioux/oakland nj  


------------

they got death on their fingers
they live for the death of satan
only devil that they see
it's rushdie with pen and paper

revenge created a panel
and it don't play no favorites
bring the enemy to it's knees
claim victory sooner or later

it looks too familiar
it looks so familiar...
you convert the universe next time
but this time the nation

sharp lines got me nervous
sharp lines, cocentric circles
fanatical back to basics
tyrannical god at work

now a fear is coming on strong
i swear that it'll be the last one
the blue phenomena
hey you, the fates are calling

it looks too familiar
it looks so familiar...
you convert the universe next time
but this time the nation

this eyes used to be clear
but they've been blurred by satan
is that really what you want?
or is it my imagination?

to you death means nothing
i got nothing against your bible
just don't mess with my wife and children
or you'll be the next one to see muhammed

it looks too familiar
it looks so familiar...
you convert the universe next time
but this time the nation

deadheads, and doctors, and movie star stalkers

figure 28

the money now vision

grounds for an opinion

the radio pilot

maybe i'll miss you
maybe i'll know you're gone
there's really no issue
there's really no place to crawl
when nothing is covered
a fire that blocks the sun
is running us over
running us fools to run

and the radio pilot
is pushing the hammer down
i'm waiting in silence
kicking these thoughts around
and the radio secret
is bleeding the hour down
what a nice feeling
what a great place to sing....la dee da....la dee da....
la dee da...la dee da

maybe i'll change it
thinking out loud and clear
or maybe i'll sing it
right in my middle ear
here is my heart now
and here is my other soul
thank god i can't feel it
this god that is in my other world

the radio pilot
is pushing the hammer down
i'm waiting in silence
kicking these thoughts around
and the radio secret
is bleeding the hour down
what a nice feeling
what a great place to sing....la dee da....la dee da....
la dee da...la dee da

gonna buy me a country

Angel

Sick Ideas

and i forgive you
we're better off
than this
that you've forgotten
the places
that we've been

the whole world's rotten
with sick ideas

and i hate strangers
that bang upon my door
dogs cry in cages
higher than before

the whole world's rotten
with sick ideas

life's begun in a hot place
and i need the key
and we drift so far away
in an endless sea

and now us peasants stagger round as one
could this be heaven? a blot upon the sun?
the whole world's rotten
with sick ideas

i'm dumb from thinking
blind from looking good
i'm drunk from drinking
the wine that is my food
the whole world's rotten
with sick ideas

too cool to mention the one you hurt before
the whole world's rotten
with sick ideas

na na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na na na na na na

walking on wires

ShitStorm

there's no place like the president
there's no sin like original sin
there's no biz like the movie biz
there's no trace of the ruby ridge

a shitstorm is pulling into site
and i fear for my life

there's no flag on the mountaintop
there's no king like the king of pop
i spill into second best
another pill deep in the chest

a shitstorm is pulling into site
and i fear for my life

feather blue, feather feather green
she's a diamond smoke, diamond smoke, diamond in-between
shed your skin for the queen, for the queen of pain
i like her big time...love her flame
i like her big time...love her flame
i like her big time...i love her flame

a shy smile of a little of a little girl
she seems to tricky for middle earth
wide awake for a song or two
fry me baby, fry me good

a shitstorm is pulling into site
and i fear for my life 

gettysburg

 recorded in 1994?  @ dave's/sioux ave, oakland, nj
john:bass, dave:piano, tim:drums, kurt:guitar/vox 

this was a hot day
3rd of july
the choice for war is made
the private pauses
closes his eyes again
tells himself "no...i'm not afraid"

men in the field say 'ride on, ride on'
through those fields of green
a young boy screams 'ride on, ride on'
"if was up to me
i'd be a first class killing machine"

into the fall line
give it away
it's time to face the fire
the blood flows like red wine
blue and the grey
together onward
walking the mile

men in the field say 'ride on, ride on'
those fields were mean
a man of peace says 'ride on, ride on'
"if was up to me
i'd be a first class killing machine"

ride on, be brave in the fight
my lord it's your turn tonight
love was good, yes, love was once mine
but not this time

the battle's over except for the cryin'
this pasture is a bad dream
let's walk away from this place for awhile
this violent rap on the black and white thing

men in the field say 'ride on, ride on'
these red fields were green
a young boy screams 'ride on, ride on'
"if was up to me
i'd be a first class killing machine"

the johnsons are in town

going, going, gone

mary anne takes a pen in her hand
"dear senator,  i fear..." 
she stares and carefully plans
a letter laced with tears
she writes "i'm not smart, just educated"
"i'm not wet, i'm saturated"
"and i'm gone. going, going, gone."

oscar's wild with a gleam in his eye
writes a warrant for her arrest
she shot em all for the thrill of it all
the waterfall murderess
he says " i am blind to the celebration"
"turn my back with the radio playing"
"and i'm gone. going, going, gone."

she leaves hear having a dream
as the polar icecap melts
she believes in holding in screams
it's a mighty long way to hell

now she's wild, sweet love in her eye
sweet science born of wealth
a crime if you don't give it a try
to her happiness and health
she says "tragic comical sex theater...
....if the laws don't kill you than the lawyers won't save ya"
and she's gone
going going gone

wait for me

it's getting late for summer stories
i'm in love but i'm too far away
in a used car hide-away....please girl...
say a prayer for me
i can't relive the past, i can't go back to a time
when i was usual
but like a fool i'm still in love with you
across the mountains and the sea

oh darlin wait for me
you gotta wait for me

the papers say that i'm a thief
running from a law that won't wait for me
i tell you that's just part of it
let me tell you my side of the deal
i can't forget the past
tell me you ain't gone and fell for someone else
girl i can't believe the things we had and lost
it's like a dream

oh darlin wait for me
you gotta wait for me

savage

a new resolve

Opportunity

Who Knows?

my bird is dying, and others

darlin' fool

All the times we'd look around big search through a bastard town - no dreams or drinks for money no time to roll away the stone - all the rhymes we'd toss around sing your songs and laugh it down - was there ever a chance that we would back away from the fall? too many lights, I can't see, too many ways to kill this devil in me - I once had the spirit but that was long ago - Darlin' Fool, took me forever to believe in you, we look forever for a love that's true - give me the word and i will die for you - I love you, give you a love that you will never lose, and I will never turn my back on you - give me a chance and I will see it through...my darlin' fool - stop this bloody free for all - there are no more heroes within these walls - protect your loved ones from the call of animals and sin - I remember when I first saw your face, the world allows you just one taste - leads you on a hopeless chase for the rest of your days... - too many lights, I can't see, too many ways to kill this devil in me - I once had the spirit, it's a fading memory- Darlin' Fool, took me forever to believe in you, we look forever for a love that's true - give me the word and i will die for you - I love you, give you a love that you will never lose, and I will never turn my back on you - give me a chance and I will see it through...my darlin' fool - I wish that we could just fall asleep - cool pillows and a summer breeze - endless dreams, forever free from this reality - feed your star, anticipate a pistol shot a little late we're nothing but a fisher's bait been cast into the sea too many lights, I can't see, too many ways to kill this devil in me - I once had the spirit it wasn't meant to be - Darlin' Fool, took me forever to believe in you, we look forever for a love that's true - give me the word and i will die for you - I love you, give you a love that you will never lose, and I will never turn my back on you - give me a chance and I will see it through...my darlin' fool -

pastures of plenty

It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled
And your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold

I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes
I slept on the ground in the light of the moon
On the edge of the city you'll see us and then
We come with the dust and we go with the wind

California, Arizona, I harvest your crops
Well its North up to Oregon to gather your hops
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table your light sparkling wine

Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground
From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down
Every state in the Union us migrants have been
We'll work in this fight and we'll fight till we win

It's always we rambled, that river and I
All along your green valley, I will work till I die
My land I'll defend with my life if it be
Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free


"Pastures of Plenty" is a 1941 composition by Woody Guthrie. Describing the travails and dignity of migrant workers in North America, it is evocative of the world described in John Steinbeck's "The Grapes of Wrath".

steal your heart

rock and roll

re-arranging the living room

with a heart

Better Off

The Foundations Fell

wishing well

finally stop
this wishing well appears
behind the glass
better years

now i stop this wishing
this wishing well appears
behind the house
bitter years


raise your hands
wipe away the tears
this wishing well
don't know no fears

   
recorded on a tascam 4-track cassette, with casio toy piano and cheap mic;   1981 in kiowa drive basement, franklin lakes, nj, 07417

The Animal

hey
it's time to meet the man
they call
the animal

ten times longer
ten times longer
lasts much longer

hey
it's time to meet the girl
they call
the animal

i feel much stronger


recorded on a tascam 4-track cassette, with casio toy piano and cheap mic;   1981 in kiowa drive basement, franklin lakes, nj, 07417

one and twenty

XIII. "When I was one-and-twenty..."
by A. E. Housman (1859-1936)
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
'Give crowns and pounds and guineas
But not your heart away;
Give pearls away and rubies
But keep your fancy free.'
But I was one-and-twenty,
No use to talk to me.
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard him say again,
'The heart out of the bosom
Was never given in vain;
'Tis paid with sighs a plenty
And sold for endless rue.'
And I am two-and-twenty,
And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true.



recorded on a tascam 4-track cassette, with casio toy piano and cheap mic;   1981 in kiowa drive basement, franklin lakes, nj, 07417

jesus christ

jesus christ
save you for half the price
while soldiers roll the dice
he sadly wipes the blood and tears from his eyes
these humans won't survive
your son is coming home tonight

lennon's dead
and me walk who will defend
chapman until the death
satan and a legal system lying in bed
washington receiving head
or is this time the devil giving instead?

marilyn
begs jack to put it in
she revels in her sins
she knows the president is fast but he's good
hooray for hollywood
and she would scream if she could

jfk
3 lives blown away
november skies are grey
his pretty wife and kids are hustled away
to see another tragic day
images carved in stone again

howard stern utters the final word
while morning coffee burns
we sadly lie awake and laugh till it hurts
will we ever learn?
or is this place just to absurd?

i'm in love
but like you i've had enough
run over by a truck
false dreams, like water
are burning up in the sun
my hearts beating like a drum
and we have only just begun

jesus christ
thanks for the sacrifice
but was it worth the price?
dumb songs like this blindly invoke your name
to validate some stupid claim
let's pretend your death was not in vain 

recorded in 1994?  @ dave's/sioux ave, oakland, nj
john:bass, dave:piano, tim:drums, kurt:guitar/vox 

his own life

A Dead Boy

Blue Notes

the soldier smiles

shelter me one

peace cakes

for heaven sakes
drop all your peace cakes
the woods are full of them

for heaven sakes
drop all your mistakes
the woods are full of them

1939

her own rules

she goes to parties
she isn't sure
she hasn't got
a whole lot to lose

a picture window
a bag a four
blue haircut
is that really blue?

c'mon baby...don't you understand that the heart of the sinner is the heart of the man?
mass production
the picture of cool
tear it away when she's play by her own rules

puts on her makeup
colors the eyes
she don't care about
no trouble guy

invite the pastor
invite him home
rub it faster
a priest to the bone

c'mon baby...don't you understand that the heart of the sinner is the heart of the man?
mass production
the picture of cool
tear it away when she's play by her own rules

she writes a letter
"dear father joe..."
asks for some money
then a little more
she's not pretending
confessional
it's a living
and the living's good

c'mon baby...don't you understand that the heart of the sinner is the heart of the man?
mass production
the picture of cool
tear it away when she's play by her own rules


(recorded @ Dave's....Sioux/Oakland....199?)

T.P.C.

aeiou

keepsakes

out to sea

it's obvious

so mad

my good fortune

my house, my street, my room

my last guarantee

my last guarantee

I heard on the phone

From a friend of a friend

That you’re calling it quits

It’s over, the end

And I couldn’t help laughing

I laughed long and hard

And it’s breaking me up

Like that old mason jar

You love who you are

But if you cut out your heart then you bleed

And you’ll regret it

This is my last, my last guarantee

Remember that night at the Cinnamon Lounge?

When we scared up the dead

Drinking round after round after round…

On the highway

When I found your keys

We must have flown forty or fifty odd feet

I love who you are

But if you cut out your heart then you bleed

And you’ll regret it

This is my last, my last guarantee

This old town’s been wrecked out before

And it’s miles before the dawn

This old car’s been left on the farm

I recall, I recall, I recall, I recall….

It’s a wonderful life but it’s cold and it’s hard

When the battery’s dead

There’s no gas in the fuckin-a car

I will miss you, but think of the news

That you will generate when you smash that cocoon

We love who you are

But if you cut out your heart then you bleed

And you’ll regret it

This is my last, my last guarantee

broken clock

it's me

stop now

maria sansone

at the top

i once had a dream
i would never grow old
i held that dream close
in my heart in, in my soul
and i always remember
to always be bold
and to find what it's like at the top

and they say 'now, now, now...
you can never grow old'
and they say 'you can never be there alone...'
well, all i can say is that change is my goal
and to find what it's like at the top

i one had a friend
we would laugh all night long
the laughter was real
and it never was wrong
but the years broke us up
and right here i belong
but it gave me a view from the top

i once knew a girl
with tangerine eyes
she captured my hearts
and she clouded my mind
she liked me a little
but i didn't realize
the she couldn't see me from the top

beautiful girl (two/with paul)

i fell in love with a beautiful girl
all of my life
been searching all around the world
for my beautiful girl
she's my precious bird
i'll move heaven and earth
for my beautiful girl

i'm not afraid when i look in her eyes
she's stealing my heart
i'm drinking down her love like wine
i pledge all of my time
with these simple words
to my beautiful girl
the sweetest thing i ever heard

we spend our time just fooling around
to heavenly sounds
dancing under cotton clouds
just like a couple of clowns
every single word
from my beautiful girl
is the sweetest thing i ever heard

goodbye

highways
false ideas
i'm coming home
there was a savior here once
had not that far to go
now it's so far

she said the best way to test reality
is to make yourself last past
that dying king
yeah, that's the thing

she laid our style down and faced a thousand years
to brave to nurse the bones
she broke a giant tear
she said the easiest way to live a hundred years
is to say it....goodbye

highways
trade and steal
rock and stone
"why" is all I hear
stop. leave it.
you've got to far to go
it's so far
she said the best way to test recovery
s to make yourself last past
that dying king
yeah, that's the thing

she laid our style down and faced a thousand years
to brave to nurse the bones
she broke a giant tear
she said the easiest way to live a hundred years
is to say it....goodbye

beautiful girl (one)

fascination

fascination happens slow

feeling your way

you love the quiet fields

the happy country tones

too soon to whisper clear

i wandered until i died

the light that we thought was so near

was so far away

what is it to grow old?

lose the glory of the form?

the luster in the eyes?

yes, but not alone

fascinated by the glow of the day's decline

creep into my narrow bed

it's time my child

it's time

a gift

magazine

Her masquerade

her doctor said "your time is coming"
"...after all, your temperature's running high"
the judge will always preach forgiveness
they say " please child, mind your own business"
what do you do with radioactive news?

her lawyer said "your trial' over...
...go back to bed, I'll screen your calls for you"
and when the night turns into morning
paper and pencil hostile drawings
of one or too many over bearing rules

she's in love with her masquerade
she's loving her, loving her mask

all you girls go tell your mothers
that elvis orders us under cover now
she's your sister, she's your daughter
she's a tease on bread and water
she's a young comer
a whipper-snapper jewel
she's a jewel

half the time

half the time your gone
and half the time your here
i don't need your time
i don't really care
cuz you could never be
half the women of my dreams

she's a burnig bush - she's a rising flame
honey won't you hush
and never be the same
let me drive you home
you'll be safer than that girl i left alone
half the time you're gone

i can't stand your eyes
they're driving me insane
clearer than the sky - softer than the rain
leave your man tonight
and look at me with all your might

if i had the chance to try it all again
i would walk into the past and find my college friend
although we're years apart
baby we could bridge the years and make a work of art
half the time you're gone

speaking in rhymes

the san francisco bay

as she comes

she keeps going away as she comes, as she comes
she keeps going away as she comes
she keeps going away as she comes, as she comes
she keeps going away as she comes

the girls is a brat
she's no better than that
but i can't seem to dream her away
the girl has a smile
so wicked and wild
i'll do anything that she says

she keeps going away as she comes, as she comes
she keeps going away as she comes
she keeps going away as she comes, as she comes
she keeps going away as she comes

she's a mean little elf i can't keep to myself
she slips and she slides out the door
if i put up a chase, her guardian angel
knocks me right down to the floor

she keeps going away as she comes, as she comes
she keeps going away as she comes
she keeps going away as she comes, as she comes
she keeps going away as she comes

if i'm trying real hard i can almost latch on
to the thought that she's come here to stay
but deep down inside i can see her on fire
burning up everything in her way 

she keeps going away as she comes, as she comes
she keeps going away as she comes
she keeps going away as she comes, as she comes
she keeps going away as she comes

fail

if the fear is not a person
and the trouble is not amused
jesus is not a real man
a kind of on drugs rule

why cast my doubts at the feet of devotion?
i got enough to feed a fire
all the reasons survive right under the ocean
images of one true idol

if the fever's a shot up soldier
and the soldier is not a fool
his words run like an old man
his greatness arms the few

a man cannot believe and fail

lily white world

she wears guys aounnd her belt
she is unassuming
she believes in being felt
she believes in mood rings

play the night for what it's worth
she fears the morning season
what the hell if no one's hurt?
is just one of her reasons

adam got so excited
when god made little girls
you are a black cat
in my lily white world

she thinks that the alley cat
is a sex position
what would harvey think of that?
or could he resist her?

waking up at bloomingdales
pleasurable disasters
follow her like ocean snails
except they move much faster

adam got so excited
when god made little girls
you are a black cat
in my lily white world

every day and every night
all around her table
boys arrive to see the sights
performing if they're able
as for me, i'l bide my time
wait for the right reason
to get into this kittens mind
and become her favorite season

adam got so excited
when god made little girls
you are a black cat
in my lily white world

a bullet in the head

another plan
another fire
another platform hanging from a wire
another cause
another saint
another big man playing in the paint
i can't believe
he isn't dead
for this i took a bullet in the head

another drug
another drink
another big man claiming he's the king
another jewel
upon the throne
a trick or treater hanging from a stone
i can't believe
he isn't dead
for this i took a bullet in the head

sweet smell of success
you're the final clue
no use wanting
shout for me, i'll shout for you

you are a drug
for all the pain
that flows through the city like a train
you are the cause
and not the cure
it is the saddest thing i ever heard
and we'll never rest
until you're dead
for this i'll take another bullet
a bullet in the head....

baby child

now we stop and we place our love into a tin can
cooling our skin with an oriental fan
take a walk on a steamboat
sliding down the slick corridors
shine on the criminal magic of this land

we'll have the son of a bitches eating out of our hand

baby child, come over
baby child, tonight
baby child, c'mon and my my whole world right
baby child, i'm over
baby child, it all
baby child, you are forever my baby girl

we will wash out our eyes with a sky full of warm rain
watching daily temptation swirl down the drain
we lease out our love from the back of a tin can
haunting the dried out miles reaching back to our homeland

we'll have the son of a bitches eating out of our hand

baby child, come over
baby child, tonight
baby child, c'mon and my my whole world right
baby child, i'm over
baby child, it all
baby child, you are forever my baby girl

kofi annan

every time the night comes down
now she calls me over
nothing more to talk about
talking is for lovers

everywhere and everywhere
in elastic hope
shoot into my open vein
she will pull me closer

ohhhhh....ohhhh....

living life and life unfair....
living life and life unfair...
living life and life unfair...
living life and life un....ohhhhh....

I grovel round the ground and pen
he struggles down the alleys
number 8 or 9 nightmare
don't want to think about it
ohhh...

eerie knock the woman kind
arrow from my head
lead me by heart sometimes
magic for the dead

only when they call the cart
move all of the colors
gather to the walking end
another kofi annan
another kofi annan

living life and life unfair....
living life and life unfair...
living life and life unfair...
living life and life un....ohhhhh....

my sentiments exactly

i can feel the bloodstains
slick and on your hands
i can see the white plains
drifting through the sands
i am just a nobody
dying to be close
i am just a white seer
unforgotten ghost
rolling to the borderline
begging to be fed
overdose on red sky
signal time again

still in love

his body is getting older
his hair is patterns of grey
he knows the fun stuffs over
the sunshine gets in his way

when i get to feeling older
get me shotgun out and load her
stop the rain from up above
i'll take the hit
cuz i'm  so in love with you

she moves his bed, he wakens
he can feel her near
but now his heart is breaking
cuz he can't se or hear her

if  i'd the power i would raise my voice
if i had the chance
if i had the choice i...
give you the moon and stars and sun
you would have it all
cuz i'm still in love you

now the lights are flashing
and he can see her walk near
she is a young girl laughing
both of their eyes are clear

when i die i'll be in your arms
that will be ok
that would be enough
i'll stop the rain from up above
i'll take the hit, cuz i'm still in love with...

if  i'd the power i would raise my voice
if i had the chance
if i had the choice i...
give you the moon and stars and sun
you would have it all
cuz i'm still in love you

swept away (live in garage)

swept away

Live with john/bass and dave/piano in attic of garage
09/2012
Hinesburg, Vt

w/ LuLu serving coffee and assorted caked

There is something in my eyes
I measure every grief I meet
With clocks and spoons and devils feet

With narrow probing eyes
I wonder if it weighs as much as mine
Or is a smaller size

God is growing up above
For those of us who pray
But you could look forever
and never see his face
we are swept away
swept away

I wonder if I can
Wonder if I’ll ever hear replies
If I’ll ever get it right

I’ll play my rival hand
Cover up the visions of the son
And my life a loaded gun

My faith is larger than
The hills, so when the hills decay
A wheel must show the sun the way

This is my silent end
Graceful and mechanical and cold
We watch the times unfold