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Saturday, December 1, 2012

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








Friday, November 30, 2012

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

2 + 2 (live with dave and john in garage attic hinesburg)




there
head down on the pavement
words whispered in payment
just don't blink when you say it
-
i'm so there
it keeps me from wonderin
if it lets any sun in
is it like or its lovin

sigh out loud if you need me to move on
is this awkward for you?
simple as 2 plus 2
-
shy dog
steady as a steamboat
in a dark overcoat
your the hero we all toast

sigh out loud if you need me to move on
does this mean much to you?
simple as 2 plus 2
-
steady
with a hand that is held up high
you will never sip read and white
in the lingering afterlight

sigh out loud if you need me to move on
i've got nothing to prove
simple as 2 plus 2

emily (live in garage)

emily....live with john and dave





Can we stay on holiday?
Shedding tears for repairs
Carried on her silver heels
In the night she disappears

She fumbles at your soul
As the player at the keys
Before they drop full music
She stuns you by degrees

I took the power in my hand
Twice as bold against the world
Til’ the hurricane bisects
Separates us from the dead

Was it goliath way too large
Or was myself, way too small
The province of the almost saved
Or the science of the grave

This is my letter to the world
A world that never wrote to me
The simple news of nature told
With her tender majesty

Hello, Hello, Hello


i was wrong about everything....