Grey Girl

Grey girl
Somebody ate your soul
No bite, just swallowed whole
Somebody ate your soul

Grey girl
Hustler sold you a line
That bargain made you blind
Hustler sold you a line

Suck on that empty bottle please until it milks you
I don’t know what to think but time, it’s gonna get you

Grey girl
I think you think you’re hot
Or just something you’re not
Maybe you’re nothing

Grey girl
There’s something up your sleeve
You come and then you leave
There’s something up your sleeve

You take the hits in bits that break you til you’re tender
You get your fix for kicks but one day you’ll surrender
Grey girl


Highway to Tomorrow

i’m leavin’ town at midnight.
i think i’ll take the highway to tomorrow.
if my car won’t get me there
then maybe my two tired feet will.
i wanna see the sun come up at daybreak, castin’ a shadow on my past.
two buck cappucinos’ll keep me rollin’
and two cents worth of crazy to foot the bill.
i wanna watch someone i feared
become a brother and a friend.
i wanna talk to my angels and let them
lead me ’round the bend.

so precious lord take my hand.
lead me on. let me stand.
i am tired, i am weak, i am worn.
through the storm and through the fight
lead me on through the night
precious lord take my hand and lead me on.

now every road’s gotta lead to somewhere, they take us from the cradle to the grave.
it’s always a gamble where you end up
but i intend to play ’til i win.
i may just find another road to heartache
but find some new players for the band,
or just another batch of same ole same ole washed down with a tonic and a good gin.
well it’s the lovin’ that makes the journey
can turn a dirt road into bein’ paved.
but that same lovin’ has led me to lonely
and now it’s my heart that i’m tryin’ to save…

so precious lord….


Hold My Hand Today

chorus
hey, hey, hey,
can you hold my hand today
can you let the rain fall a little
lighter on my soul
hey, hey, hey,
can you hold my hand today
i wonder can you let the rain fall a little lighter

sometimes it feels like i’ve been so lost for so long
found became a well forgotten memory
but then sometimes lost
is exactly where i need to be, ya know?

i try to take my time, to let the reason rhyme
move through life according to my heart
and even when i’m staring
down the road at nothingness
i have to say wherever you go,
well there you are

i’ve been so tired, so tired
like it’s the middle of the night
and i’m sittin’ on the side of the road all alone
but someone told me, told me told me
it was gonna be all right
so i call you out
when i know i can’t make it on my own

chorus

walkin’ in the ways of everybody’s yesterdays
seems an effort in futility
like writing poems for a poet
or begging from a bum
what’s the use? they ain’t got nothing for me.

well that’s the way it looks to people lookin’ in on
people goin’ out of their way to feel alive,
but just taking a breath
with that weight on your chest tells you
the sooner you bleed the sooner you’ll cry

but it’s so hard, so hard
in the middle of the cold night
sittin’ on the side of the road all alone
but i tell ya, tell ya, tell you
everything’ll be all right
just call out when you know
you can’t make it on your own

chorus


I’ve Never

i’ve never tilled a garden
i’ve never bent my back to strike an ax to wood
i’ve never raised a child and yet
i’ve certainly pretended that i’ve understood

i’ve never built a home
i’ve never even built a warming fire in the cold
i’ve never tilled a garden
i’ve never needed shelter when the thunder rolled

so what do i know?

i’ve never fired a gun
i’ve never even given up a nickel when had a dime
and if i suffered loss
i’ve only ever really cared about the loss of time

i’ve never been to war
and i’ve only ever watched the protests on tv
i’ve never tilled a garden
i’ve never really seen the truth inside of me

so what do i know?

i’ve never been to mexico
i’ve never drunk the water from the river or the ground
i’ve never built a well
i’ve never held a baby right before the wailing of its very first sound

i’ve never tilled a garden
i’ve never bent my back over a winter’s pile of wood
i’ve never tilled a garden
so how could i believe i’ve ever understood


Interlock

interlock

child don’t get it twisted
we belong to each other
we belong to each other
we belong to each other

sometimes i feel like a motherless child
sometimes i feel like a rudderless child
sometimes i feel like a nationless child
but it’s my home
and i know i’m not alone

you got your people with you, i’ve got mine
we’re gonna love each other in due time
cause we belong to each other
we belong to each other

ain’t got no time for words like us and them
they don’t mean nothing to me in the end
cause we belong to each other
we belong to each other

Incantation: Creation

once upon a time
i lived in a mysterious mirror
made entirely of imagination
and in this mirror
everything imagined
manifested

i imagined the mirror
to be a vast castle
whose corners and caverns
i could never see
and in truth, by this
i was made afraid

one day i realized (inevitably)
that i was alone in the vast castle
whose corners and caverns i could never see
and just as inevitably i imagined
another.

forgetting the power of this mysterious mirror
i set about facing fears
once and for all i would find out
just what those corners and caverns
were about

of course i thought i was still alone
and in truth i was still afraid
when suddenly and without warning
i stumbled upon another
an-other?

startled i asked, "who are you?"
You said, "i am You"
"you are not" I replied
"i am" You asserted.

I didn’t understand.
I had been alone in the mysterious mirror
I had been alone in fear
I had been alone in that mysterious mirror
when suddenly You had appeared.

"How can you be?" I asked.
"I am that I am" came the reply.
"But if i am you," I objected,
"you would be me."
"i cannot be you and me" You answered.

then all at once
(and again without warning)
in walked yet another!
AN-OTHER?!?!

"well who are you?" I startled.
"i am Me" came the answer
"but you cannot be me" I baffled
"well i cannot be You" Me defended
"well i cannot be Me either" You demanded

desperate to make all things clear again
I tried to make You and Me dis-appear
but I could not undo what I had imagined
so I went on living in fear and confusion
with You and with Me
as did They with Each Other.


Jenny

jenny brought the bottle home
she said she’d like to celebrate her birthday
pretending to forget the past
passing out just like she did that last night
when they took her keys away
she’s a ghost without a name
but everybody loves her just the same

jenny took the painting down,
the one with bob and tupac riding bareback
riding stallions into sunset
setting hoof against the desert dust
righteous warriors making up for what we lack
they remind her of the rain
the way she washes out again and again

i’ve had it pointed out to me
more than a few times
that there’s not a single one of us
getting out of this alive

jenny took the long way home
she said she didn’t want to see her sisters
seems it took too much to hide
the secret she’d been secretly withholding
without a hint to anyone
you see she’d gone and got the gun
soon her worldly troubles would be done

jenny’d been a quiet bird
the kind you never thought to ever think about
thinking she could get along
getting lost in longing like a raging river wild
guess she’d always been a river child
living only for a dream
dreaming only of her vanishing

yeah, it’s been  pointed out to me
more than a few times
that there’s not a single one of us
getting out of this alive

January 20

everybody’s singin’, singin’ “yes we can”
everybody’s waitin’ on the one great man
everybody’s singin’, singin’ “yes we did”
finally gave it to him at the lowest bid

it takes a village people
we can’t forget it now
it takes a village people
it ain’t about the dow
you know a change is coming
but let me tell you how
it takes a village people
we can’t forget it now

january, january 20

don’t nobody wanna buy electric cars
tearing up the ozone but we still have mars
opportunity is knockin’ at the door
singin’ we don’t have to study war no more

it takes a village people
the future’s ours to own
it takes a village people
it’s time for gettin’ grown
you know a change is coming
so let me tell you how
it takes a village people
we can’t forget it now

january, january 20

healthcare, welfare, roofs for people on the street
bad loans, lost homes, food for those with none to eat
corruption, destruction, of biblical proportion
if we’re gonna turn it ’round it’s time to set the ball in motion

january, january 20


Kisses

chorus
can i give you kisses?
would that make it better?
let me give you kisses.

you don’t talk to me.
do you remember the last time
you handed me your heart?
you gave it to me once
and i took it for mine
but somehow i missed it
when you took it back

you don’t talk to me.
you say i’m not even supposed
to ask about your day.
you used to be inspired
and you inspired me
but somehow i missed it
when you put out the fire

chorus

i’m a little girl sometimes
i like it when you hold me
i like it when the morning
light greets us intertwined
i like it when you smile at me
i like it when you say you want me
but i’m running out of answers
and i’m running out of questions
and i’m running out of patience.

but i could give you kisses.

let me loose inside you.
let me loose, i’ll find you.
just bend into me
and let me give you kisses.

Lady

Lady’s got a feeling
that her heart is overgrown
Like the weeds in a garden
where the soil’s not been sown
Though the garden of her past
keeps her locked up in her home
She begins the see that
That the way that we choose
is the way we are free.

Lady’s got a feeling
that her love is being shared
Could it be because her lover is
always looking scared?
Funny, though she can’t recall
the last time she cared
She begins to know
That the way that we see
Is the way that we grow.

Lady’s got a feeling
she could leave it all behind
If she had the paper
she’d sign the dotted line
She’s so damned sure in this world
there’s nothing left to find
That just goes to show
That the way that we see
Just becomes what we know.

I said now lady’s got a feeling
That she wants to start again
Put her chips back on the table
Just to see what she might win,
Wants to go but doesn’t know
With which foot to begin
And it good to know
That the way that we choose
Is the way that we grow.
Ain’t it good to see
That the way that we choose
Is the way we are free.