WAIT, YOU’RE WHERE…?!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One – can I come through clearly?
Are you on the other end?
Where you are – bare feet on the floor, and
Hands wide open hands wide open,
Feeling the size of my heartbeat within<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A phrase says enough to deserve a comma
Letters left to bridge the break
But no so much to require a period
And we’re reading so sincere
Dive between the lines and rally here<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n
A phase is predictable energy flux
Radiating over us
Or a temporal unit
We divide our history
What’s between the world and you and me?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I try to place you only in good situations
Like drought in the summer, others may arrive
Let them wander, lost, into the desert
I’ll come with the rain, remember, remember…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Choosing phrases carefully, we touch the ether
Filled and late and loving it
Call if you get stuck halfway to Mars
Because De La (Soul) says to ‘hold on,’ so
Hold on…
(remember)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
MAJOR & MINOR<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Fill your lungs into my hands on your back
Feel how to breathe
Let my weight transfer through to your heart
Take time to breathe
Allow thoughts, any one at all
Major & minor connections to God
Hangups be gone<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And if I ever could fall this song apart
Then step up, take my guitar, and
Let me hear your heart while I lay down
Let’s decide on a sign, a line to sing in every song
Major & minor, the band plays on<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lend us a day or an hour at that
Take time to breathe
Take off our watches and dance in the back
Reminder to… breathe
Make space to lay the story down
I’m not counting on last night alone
It’s in the response<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So if I ever could fall this song apart
Then step up, take my guitar, and
Let me hear your heart while I lay down
Let’s decide on a sign, a line to sing in every song
Major & minor, the band plays on<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jane paints her eyes and is off to the show
Jack buses tables in downtown New York
Jessica’s reading a book in the dark, and I’m
Holding my breath for you to get home
The lines that crossed your face could tell a story
But wash them down, I wasn’t around, and
That is why they’re asking you<\/p>\n\n\n\n
YES SONG<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Think for me a question or two to which
You’d like to hear ‘yes,’ and say when you’re ready
Only you know what I agree to
Only you know
Give my trust that I’m not out of the argument
Give my trust I’m not a hippopotamus
Then in days or months tell me what you asked and
I’ll say yes<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I know what you asked<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Your question left me nearly weightless
Not the trend of the early 80’s, but
Definitely coming next year
Your question left me nearly weightless
If I ask would you sing and play this?
Send me into orbit with it ringing in my ears
Ringing in my ears<\/p>\n\n\n\n
THANKS FOR VISITING ME ON THE RADIO<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hello, are you well tonight?
It’s 2:00, and there’s a storm outside
In my dreams you’re all around me
Hands would reach and you would find me
Fall into the warm surroundings
Let the music take us finally…
Thanks for visiting me on the radio<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because distance is no object if you listen in
Turn the volume down, and listen in
Spin around the perfect song
Frequency of all-night-long and
If I stay up, I could hear you on…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Thanks for visiting me on the radio<\/p>\n\n\n\n
THE BRIDGE (A COSMIC CONSEQUENCE)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Faces drawn
Gesturing of others from the outer edge
Peering into lonliness and the almost-abyss
Who am I to take you?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Could the nether forces of our underrated star elict a cosmic consequence?
Fade the light and welcome hence a new concept of what we are
Who am I to carry you over?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Crossing slip one foot to side
Kick a stone and watch it: fly down the drop<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Who lifts my weight?
Who has yours?
Or don’t we hold on anything?
Leave yesterday and all its sting to ripple out subsonically?
And where I’m blind, no worrying?
Where I’m blind
Who am I to take you?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
THINGS WE KNOW NOW<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We’re never tired of making eyes, you know
Constantly say things one more time, you know
Remember staying up after midnight?
After sunrise?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Who would you ask to drive you home, you know now
Who would keep you from being on your own?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I know your face is older
I know your heart is in my teeth by its sound<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And I pray when we’re home for the night
I know your face is older
I know your heart is in my teeth by its sound<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In the rain I see a light
In the window wave goodbye
Lock your keys inside the car and stand outside at night
I know your face is older<\/p>\n\n\n\n
MIDNIGHTS AND TAPE DELAYS<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Rocking back to think about our celebration, I see you
And what it means to occupy another nation
Saddle up our horses
We’re throwing down with everything we’re worth<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It’s all about the pitch and roll, and up the field
Toe the line
Texans raised on turf war aren’t about to yield behind schools
Or ocean’s divide
And I can’t help but feel sincerely misaligned
Since I found the heaven and the hell
The devil and the angel
The night and day within your eyes
In your eyes<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Midnights and tape delays
Crawled into you too late
Three in the morning and leaving at 8:00
Stuck in the snow today
Looked from the road away
Echo effects in the cold instead<\/p>\n\n\n\n
WHAT SOUNDS ARE REAL?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sat up speaking past eleven
Into bed at quarter-aft
Waking, dreaming, feel you breathing over shoulders
Walking past<\/p>\n\n\n\n
An end is made to reach at sunrise
Trade my senses for a rest
Things are heard through open windows
Love may come, but we are left to lie<\/p>\n\n\n\n
All our dreams are over now, but one is coming true
By lantern light record tonight
What sounds are real?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The genius I am not remembered,
“Piano in the other room”
At 3 a.m. the week before
I filled a book with I’s and IV’s
And when it’s gone there isn’t any more and
If the door should open back
Tough to turn the handle then
To watch and sit and write the turner into song by moonlit pen
And in your place an empty wall
The bed’s not big enough for two to comfort from each other’s nightmares
What sounds are real?
Which one is really you?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
BLUES OR ASTROBLUE?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In the night sky, past Orion’s eye, in the astroblue
I heard a song; sang one million strong,
“Don’t feel alone”
In this lifetime, before I die, I will surrender
All of my pride
Cherished by starlight
To the arms my good half knows are waiting
Don’t feel alone<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Let the good light in and the bad light fade away<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nothing’s ever right with you with me
Drifting in the astroblue
Let’s see<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You were nearly<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hold on<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Waiting in the dark, you are asleep
Only waking up in time for me
Wrapped up in your blanket and your dreams
Left a light burning…
AFTER THE COUNTDOWN<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Got yourself into this – remember there’s plenty to do
If I could only remember, I got myself into this
Standing up, finish one
The doorframe paints pictures of you
Follow a hand into your room, I had an important question<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But after the countdown
What should I do now?
A new one begins<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And with what light we have we’ll bring along our friends
And when the clock is over, we’ll get up and start again
I’ve never walked in darkness…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Home, home on the range
Is far, too far for driving tonight
But songs come through, snow and all,
So much the better<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And with what light we have a message’s sent out to the end
That in our darkest hour, we’ll get up and start again
And I’ve never walked in silence
Listen for the countdown…
Any second…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
NOW<\/p>\n\n\n\n
After the countdown what should i do now? a new one begins…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I WOULD<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I would gain and be able
Think have placed
The closing day
Foot unsteady
And I would<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The water leads
The pounding keys
To get warm
Descending scales we’re on<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and I would,
I would<\/p>\n\n\n\n
ROXANNE<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Roxanne, start to break some chains
Lost and halfway up I circled back for you Roxanne,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Roxanne, once you know
You don’t have to stay<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We climb towards the Forms
All right, all in, distorm
And I
Break of day
To find the light of Saturn on your face Roxanne,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Roxanne, once you know
You don’t have to stay<\/p>\n\n\n\n
E. MORNING (RESSURECTION)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ressurected blue, aren’t you?
It’s so late
Now our at, wait,
Decide, you crescent
In turn, Miss Listen<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This way
This way, love<\/p>\n\n\n\n
What we said
Remote art \/ hungry men
Ressurected tonight
On the pavement we’ll lie<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Falling, falling towards the sound
Remind me<\/p>\n\n\n\n
TIRED CHORDS<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sin is honest, within (with an) honest understanding
But you won’t give up
Said you, said you
So don’t tell me you’re underemployed
When you won’t give up your tired chords for this tune<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because it’s good enough for Grandad doesn’t mean it’s good
Thought I ever
Sought I ever making this real
Say what you feel over your tired chords
You won’t give up your tired chords
Letting go…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jerk the ground from under all
Laughing while we’re forced to crawl on hands and knees
Over and over<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Come clean
When you sing through the floor
I hear what really matters
The weight you carry in your voice<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So don’t give up those tired chords<\/p>\n\n\n\n
HOUSTON<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Don’t you think you’re strong enough?
Like a cowboy, you’ve had a rough year
And singing alone when you’re with me is singing alone
Because it is
It is<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Beating heart of the desert sand
Blew a panel and forced to land
Drag your parachute closer, love
Weary, come to find me<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Don’t you think you’ve had enough?
Kick me over, wake me up
Film and skin driving night before<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When I’m still troubled in my sleep
Weightless days pass and still we breathe, singing alone<\/p>\n\n\n\n
If you’re home then can you hear me?
Calling tired the copper is
Wind up all around and hurry
Roger, copy Houston sends
Comfort in a wider circle
Could we fly as simply friends held together in our capsule? Roger, copy Houston sends
Because it is<\/p>\n\n\n\n
STOP WALKING<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And what have we done to make ourselves walk again?
There’s promises I’ve made to people you don’t who know you, and
Though its often the case
That finding out, for itself, gives us nothing
Else<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We won’t stop until we reach an end
But this feels like an end
It feels like an end<\/p>\n\n\n\n
E. AFTERNOON (WILL)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You will \/ you will \/ YOU will \/ you Will
Decide: who made thee?
you WILL \/ you will
Amazing grace
You will \/ You Will
Desire<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Desire<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Desire stops your Will<\/p>\n\n\n\n
NEW TITLE (BERLIN)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Are you conscious of this other life?
A monarch flaps her wings in China and we wind up with
Looks that tell “I’ve seen you”
Known together in another time
On a path that led me to Berlin
Followed your hand through the Northern Cross instead of here…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Into a small apartment near the city
Massive phone bills instead of miles
On cloudy nights you’d keep me lonely
DC power arc-ing off this line
On a path that led me to Berlin
Followed your hand through the Northern Cross
Instead of here<\/p>\n\n\n\n
CHOOSE TO<\/p>\n\n\n\n
EASTER III<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And what it’s all about
In line
In qeue is in line
Wishing forty over
Hold
Drop your doubt-debt
And while you’re down and out
When we speak out of key<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So if you’re trapped in amber
In line
Offering like
That’s when it’s not a choice
to\/you lose\/use
Your vote, your voice<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I see you’re tired standing you could
Play down and out when you’re at an end
It’s when we’re at an end<\/p>\n\n\n\n
THE SONG I SANG FOR YOU
TELL WHAT IT MEANS
WHEN I SING
AND WHAT IT’S ALL ABOUT
IT’S NOT LIKE YOU
IT’S NOT LIKE YOU TO BREAK<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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