Ether Electrified Porch Music
Shall we begin? Gather round, gather all, Keep it real, strip it down. Rather not wait around, With the hungry eyes of a snake-oil salesman. Wait... Hurry Water to wine Have got the patience... Haven't got the time Saw dusty eyes... some enthused Some act the part But nonetheless, plan to lose, Something wicked-good this way comes, Not twice upon a lifetime [Chorus] Blackbirds... you watch em... They know the black clouds They are all runnin' home Lightning rod (divining toy) When the rains come, what is your source for joy? Looked at my life, a painted clown Un-amused Keep it real, strip it down. Rather not wait around With the hungry eyes of a snake oil salesman [Chorus] Home, home. They are all runnin home
I lit a light on my gloom... And now there's only a half-moon I need to find a way home Back on the moon to be alone And so we make our way Through the sand of a sullen day (Whittle away... Whittle away) Dreaming in Ether, leave atmosphere Breathing in Neptune's Chandelier (Whittle away... Whittle away... ) Lift away and float it on into space Into the sublime celestial brine It's almost time... I made it up in my room From a dream it is rough hewn (Home... whittle away... whittle away... ) I make a vessel for home Carve it out with a gemstone (Home... whittle away... whittle away... ) Land of Sorrow sift away Through the sand of a sullen day Dreaming in Ether, leave atmosphere Breathing in Neptune's Chandelier (Home... whittle away... whittle away... ) [Chorus] ... it's almost time to ride. align Melt these hemispheres into one Dull and Shine intertwine I'm torn away, I'm up and down It's almost time... Now I am sailing... Sailing through the light and the gloom Of the Sun and the Moon Hey moon, I think I figured it out I think I'm coming about Through the light and the gloom my whole world is in tune and so much clearer now
So steadily go, the rain... So steadily go, the time... So steadily go, the season... So steadily go, long ago... ... All the little mysteries of a big yard ... A little bit older, rake the lawn ... I am a field mouse in a tall tree ... Dreaming past the world below Na-na-now, we live it up lonely, but anyhow... I'll not complain, nowadays Na-na-Now, we live it up lonely, high on the bow... Mice in a maze, nowadays "Imagination Fades With Memory" I think I made that up (can't quite recall) ... So steadily go, the rain ... So steadily go, the time So in love with the notion of being in love And all my old friends... newly married Acquaintance now, kiss them good-bye [Chorus] Such a cold day for letter writing Cup of tea, warm regards Window paints a Herb Jones kind of weather Wouldn't have it any other way (at least today... ) [Chorus]
For Your Violin...
She said, "Catch me if you can. You better plan, Gentlemen." ... So The Story Goes: Robin Hood stole the magic seeds from a Sherwood Dignitary Set 'em afloat on a Merchant's Boat, set sail for Johnny Appleseed Johnny planted the magic seeds. Botany, POOF!: Magic Trees Paul Bunyan said, "This will fetch me bread..." He sold the wood to a violin maker. The Legend breathes... Shaped from the wood sprung a violin It satisfied the maker Toe-tapped a rhythm, touched bow to string His soul earthquakes, the Sirens sing "My heart can rest, I've made the best. No match to play, no greater love I'll know" Hid the 'lin, smashed his tools and grinned And died a happy old man The Legend grows... What works for me, may not work for you That which often gets passed down Often gets misconstrued Expectation... Imagination, surely can chase the goose around Don't look for that which others have... You can't find what won't be found. Enter the Jester De Romancipation Persuasion (the fool... ) Escaped from the King... This myth, he longed to pull these magic heartstrings He bought up every violin on the country, mountain, ocean-side "To play the one of Legend Lore, I'll lead a true love to my door!" The Legend thrives... For Your Violin... For Your Violin Jaded Jester spent his life chasing down that which could not be found He hung 3,000 violins from the rafter beams by their rusty strings Penniless and paupered, bug-eyed crazed and gummy-grinned Conducted with a bow, his orchestra: This Symphony of Myth that did him in... For Your Violin... For Your Violin... [Chorus] ... Hood, Appleseed, Bunyan... Hey, Violin Maker... Figments of Imagination (?) ... Tell Pied Piper to lead away These myths in time that helped him pine For Your Violin... For Your Violin
Blue Ridge Laughing
Caught a red moon rise Brought me to our lives We used to drive this Blue Ridge laughing... The red star is Mercury or Venus To tell the truth, I don't really know Space brings back boyish wonder And if we run, we run behind Run, we run behind And if you're thinkin' you'll run, you'll run behind And if you're thinkin' you'll run, you'll run behind And if we live our lives so wild and free (lie, lie, lie) We run behind Saw you at the Reunion Thought, at first, you were single So many questions... should I ask you? (To tell the truth, I don't really know) It's easy to run with these feelings And if we run, we run behind Saw you at the Reunion... [Chorus] We meet the people that change our lives (Our hidden glance and grin remain the same) You will return to your life now And I will return to the page We used to drive this Blue Ridge laughing So welcome to this Universal Blanket She is breathing silver night Space brings back boyish wonder And my dreams just grew back to normal size And my dreams just grew back to normal size I am unearthed and no longer scared I am unearthed and no longer care I am unearthed... [Chorus] ... On and on, on... On and on, on... On and on, on...
January 9, 63 degrees
This is an atypical day (it's the State we're in): Billow-beast clouds. Vibrant, bright like Spring. This is a turbulent drive, mixing bowl of good and bad Kooked by caffeine, Sky Wind Machine And the car absorbs it all - shake, shift, rattle at me (We're both suckers for scenery) Should weather not match the mood? Conjure old anti-trust flaws: Run from blue eyes, shun blue skies the same. Simplicity, where's the needle today? All stacks of hay... ~ Jan. 9 / 63 degrees ~ Nonlinear thoughts on this linear road Bluster me. Entangle - spider web spun ('Make hay while the sun shines... ') We're not victims here; we choose our way, hunt the game Chase to balance empty palettes But there are emotions... and relatives and... I'm relatively poor with social ills. (Voluntary solitude doesn't pay the bills!) Finding balance, you'll find, is that poignant, pointy cliché Stacked of the scale, kick the bale in vain. Simplicity, where's the needle today? In... all stacks of hay. Hey! Pop up unannounced, take aim! 'One Day' is today, and I'm on your tail... Fox and Field, crimson-gold (rich yield) Elusive... catch rest for the day. I don't want replicated History Fired in a kiln of silence and insecurity But you find sometimes that you've worked so hard your perspective has been chipped away And it's hard to speak the mind, when emotions don't take sides Find the balance: Show don't tell (are you still afraid of the pen?) We are the history of a coin! We are an out-of-control grin! [Chorus]
Shot, take it in. Shot of Indigo Shot, take it in. Shot of Indigo Shot, take it in. Shot of Indigo Shot, take it in. Shot of Indigo ooh, American Tale What if we march us to the grave? Or we make reason, an act of treason? oi aye, ah ooooh... Shot, take it in. Shot of Indigo New World Scheme. Build but go slow... (Higher life) Shot, take it in. Shot of Indigo New World Scheme. Build but go slow... (Higher life) American Tale One hand free, one on the rail What if we march us to the grave? What if we make reason, an act of treason? Fear drags Hope back to the cave... Oi aye... take it in! Take it Indigo! Shout, "take it out!" Shout, "the end!" and go for Higher Life Take it in! Take it Indigo! New World Scheme, build, but go slow (Higher Life) Shot, take it in. Shot of Indigo Shout, "take it out!" Shout, "the end!" and go for Higher Life Take it in! Shot of Indigo! New World Scheme, build, but go slow (Higher Life) [Chorus]
To My Soul
Started out the same to Day Dreams afloat the Mothering Sky Peering out, miming hope with my face Float me high, hot air balloon To high, high to touch Hold it in (with old bookends) Well this hunting ground... Well it's all in the mind Tell her to speak to my soul Left the words of old behind in a book yellowing they won't calm the void nor paint The She She, each page a universe with thoughts That Shine, Shine me; Calligraphy etched on the Sun, the Moon Tired wandering eyes... Hey, don't you know? Well it's all in the mind Tell her to speak to my soul Tell her to speak to my soul
Hang on Parade... Catching up again Where's the feeling we knew then (Whisper, my friend... ) So we pick up, with empty cup In dreaming we thrive As we doze alone, and cradle stone Am I alive? ... And all is fine on Kinakeet Island Where they dance and sing Lament the Brave Ghost Rider the waves are rolling thin Bang on Parade... A magic place will wait So we shop the streets, so indiscreet Our eyes sedate So we pick up with empty cup And march along As nostalgia plays from the tower waves The ghost of a song... ... And all is fine on Kinakeet Island Where they dance and sing Lament the Brave Ghost Rider the waves are rolling thin We're on our way to Kinakeet Island Lament the Brave We're in the band... We're in the band... Horizon Bound. Forever, horizon bound [Chorus] We're in the band... We're in the band Drawing lines in the sand Living our lives hand to hand... ... On a warm night, in my mind Ferry ride...
Don't get mad at nothin' (anything) that passes by don't yank from the sky you make up too many voices too many scenario's imaginari-OH! dreary load Should keep on going. writing. riding too long for sitting: muscle atrophy Look at me, I'm damning my transmission We scramble for position, Jockey for transmission Just make it up (got to go!). makin' up for lost time Drive To Reveal Reinvent the wheel Still making up for lost time Traffic! Traffic! Silly me. Simile is like a rat trap. Beast... Beast in a steal cage. Road rage, road rage, rode-dent-rage Fess up, fed up. enough! I'm messing up, make it up... for lost time [Chorus] Bend shape twist and steal Wrider's Block gets me down Bark like a dog, yelp like Sting... (I was hoping for my own thing) This is not the road I should be on This is not the road I should be on! 'Cause you might get hurt. 'Cause you could get lost Oh, these infrastructure metaphors are a boar I. aye aye. I don't think I'll GO there in frustration Make a clean DEPARTURE oh no. There I GO! Again Road Trip on my own tongue. oh well, I made it thru another one... [Chorus] Windshield Movie so surreally given up on lost time... Given up, got me down
There's a place we hide true selves Shine them into golden awe Clandestine, I. Charade, shadow the midnight Hide, muddle the meaning. Hide, muddle the meaning The Plan: Clan and Hide. (show the way... ) Motes protect honed purity Storm the heartened masquerade [Chorus] We all follow around the bend. (go astray... ) We fear ourselves. We lock up in rooms We make not a sound beneath our shoes Hi, yes, we're fine... we act enthused Then dance with ourselves without any groove We're all out of might. We no longer strive We practice the art of 9 to 5 Examples are cheap and talk is proof Do as I say, not as I do... Na na na na...
Shuffle in the feet, thrive alive Viking Confident, am lucky I Doomsday! A pillage-plunder magna cum laude Solar flare! An eye-spy with a panavision glare Sun's down, Oh no... where's the after-glow! Burn midnight coal... time on a roll mine enemy, mine enemy doubt in the soul (forgot the goal) mine enemy, mine enemy Not Today / Night to Day Ladder climbing high, speak in rungs Spin the yarn to tie-up tired lungs No time to breathe... grab the rope and hoist, mercy me Too much to prove... what if callous hands burn milky-smooth? Sun's down, Oh no... 'round, we merry-go! Fade out, Fade out Fool fighting sloth, poor candle moth mine enemy mine enemy Curiosity, now charred debris mine enemy mine enemy Not to Day/ Night to Day AURORA! Here we go again, destruct the plan Technicolor bright, you yellow man A damp fuse... stormy confidence now feeling blue Wheel needs a cog... worn shoe... so goes the travelogue Sun's down, oh no... where's the after-glow? Time to Fade out, Fade out Ah, safely home (no need to roam) Mine enemy, mine enemy Faux-pahsitive (no fuel to sieve) Mine enemy, mine enemy Not Today / Night to Day AURORA! Time to Fade out, Fade out