Everyday

everyday in my house
is like a thousand songs
and every heartbeat is a chance
to right a thousand wrongs

every lifetime tells another possibility
every wrinkle in time shows a future memory
every lifeline holds a new reality
every star shines on another version of me

will i be a pot head?
would i be better off dead?
would i use a gun or a knife?
will i be a hot head?
would you hear a word i said?
will i be a man to raise a hand to my wife?

will i be blind?
will i be kind?
will i find i can move mountains with my mind?
will i know myself a child of god and love
will that be enough?

see every heartbeat is just another possibility
every sunrise saves me from obscurity
everyday.

everyday in my house
is like a thousand songs
and every heartbeat is my chance
to find where i belong

every place i wait in the belly of futility
but every song becomes my own private litany

will i have a nice ride?
would i make a beautiful bride?
will i earn more than minimum wage?
would i let myself decide
when it’s time to eat my pride?
will i be reincarnated a sage?

will i just be ordinary?
or would that be too scary?
will i let the church choose who i wed?
will i bleed? will i burn?
will i notice my turn? and will i take it?
everyday


Fill My Cup

It’s 6 am again and i’m trying to get all of it down
I’m waking up again to the frequence in this sequence of sound
And true to the waters below my river runs more quick when its hot
But I take it minute by minute just to handle what’s in it
Catch the angle to untangle the knot

All I ever get to say doesn’t matter anyway
Perfect little make believe took me to the heaven on the sea
All I ever want to say doesn’t matter anyway
Perfect little make believe made it so I took you into me

Chorus
You fill my cup (I could fill your garden)
And it wets the floor (I could fill your garden)
You fill my cup (I could fill your garden)
Doesn’t hurt anymore (I could fill your garden)

It’s 6 am again and the black dots buzz
In my head I’m waking up again to the
quaking and the breaking of bread
Cause true to the waters below
my river runs more quick when its hot

Still I take it minute by minute, got to handle what’s in it
Let the current show me what i got

All I ever had to say doesn’t matter anyway

Perfect little make believe, couldn’t see the forest for the trees
All I ever had to say doesn’t matter anyway
Perfect little make believe, all I ever wanted was to breathe
(inhale, exhale)

Chorus


Fly

i am the eagle who glides on the wind
touching down briefly in someone’s back yard
only a glimpse of me ever remains
and my home is ever so far
so i must fly

i look to the moon when the daylight is lost
she is my pardon, she is my rest
taking the carnage of my daily bread
can leave me discouraged at best
but i am so high

and there are those who still sing in the hills
sacred heart secretly raging for more
tearing away at our mis-shapen will
making the lesson the art
so i will sing

i hear there’s freedom lying within
that’s what they tell me, that’s what i’m told
reaching for wisdom is one way to go
different direction than most
but i am free


Good as Gold

tear me up if you want to
i have nothing left to say
tear me down if you have to
i was breaking anyways

tell a lie, it can’t hurt me
so and so with such and such
to tell the truth, it’s all empty
and i can only take so much

what good is gold
to one who only wears silver
what good is silver
to one who only treasures brass
i ask my myself but
my heart it only beats bewildered
and what good’s a heart
if it’s only made of glass

it’s as good as gold

i’ve always been a great big fan of justice
it’s just its always had a price
sometimes we get lost in the lines between our sense of judgement
so judgement’s never as precise

i wish we all had a little curiosity
maybe just a little more
i wish we wouldn’t be so quick to pick what we believe in
and miss the good things knocking at the door cause

what good is gold
to one who only wears silver
what good is silver
to one who only treasures brass
i ask my myself but
my heart it only beats bewildered
and what good’s a heart
if it’s only made of glass

it’s as good as gold


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.