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Meditation Song
03:24
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Way up in the clouds, there's no resistance,
Viewing the ground from a frightening distance;
Removed from the struggle, feel your existence
Fade from the clutch of the close and curious,
And from your own reason for being so furious.
Up where the rolling wheel is one with the word,
Above the roar of the crowd, hear the song of the bird.
I'll show you something I learned from a pentagon;
The five-finger trick, and the ten hour marathon;
The fifty-yard dash, and the hundred mile stretch beyond;
Take it all easy, and sweet and slow,
When you get where you're going, there'll be someplace else to go.
Up where the rolling wheel is one with the word,
Above the roar of the crowd, hear the song of the bird.
Here it is baby, come find your balance;
Stay with the secret you stole from the palace,
Of plumbless darkness, and blinding brilliance;
Far past your own gossip, and all who would enter,
Welcome each circler, and daily dissenter.
Up where the rolling wheel is one with the word,
Above the roar of the crowd, hear the song of the bird.
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Window
01:24
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My love is a window
That looks from air to air,
My love is deep as August,
Tender as despair.
A throng of birds above us,
A belly full of dreams,
The moment where a magic trick's
Exactly what it seems.
Still within the whirlwind,
Infinity's embraced;
Whatever you expected
Is swept up and erased.
She is resting where the waters
Flow separately to one;
I'll find her where the fire
Goes out to meet the sun.
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3. |
Sammy
01:40
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Maybe you decided—maybe you just know
A flame that burns so brightly is destined soon to go
Before you'd leave this earthly place, I'd have you sure of this
Your name's engraved within a heart where you'd be sorely missed
Beauty on your banner, death at your back door
Will knock again as foe or friend, you've heard the sound before
If I could face him down for you, I'd shout him down the years
I'd hide you in my closet, and guard you with my tears
Not every ghost is holy, not every cause is just
Not every haunting brings you down, not every star is crossed
Your burden's only what you choose, the how of being who
And destiny may bend its mind to one whose heart is true
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4. |
The Promise
02:34
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I know that you're there, and you're leaning towards me,
I've seen the future alive on the sea;
Before every sentence, behind every kiss,
Are we really in love, is it really like this?
Lover, O lover, don't tie up my hands,
Lover, O lover, don't mess up my plans;
Don't fog up the mirror, don't forfeit the motion,
But cry in the corner and sleep on the ocean.
I have been taken from the safest black hole,
I have been shaken beyond my control;
And here I'm determined, with my foot in your door,
Saying give me your treasures, and I'll give you more.
I will be faithful and I will be true,
I will be strong for you, I will belong to you;
And I will be silver, and I will be gold,
And I will pour light in you when you are old.
And I will share counsel when we are in trouble,
And I will break statues when you are my double;
And I will be sentry and soldier and lover,
I won't let you die in the steps of your mother.
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Two Roads
02:45
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You have been discreet,
Doin' me a favor,
But the word is on the street
Like the news is in the paper.
Who you been seein'?
What you been doin'?
The truth and the lie
Are two roads to ruin.
You have been discreet,
You do it up proud;
Your presence so empty,
Your absence so loud.
Who you been seein'?
What you been doin'?
The truth and the lie
Are two roads to ruin.
It's all played on the black keys,
In the stretches and the makeup;
Impatience and courtesies,
Your brand-new short haircut.
Who you been seein'?
What you been doin'?
The truth and the lie
Are two roads to ruin.
Say which little promise
Will you keep today?
As all of Israel
Falls away.
Who you been seein'?
What you been doin'?
The truth and the lie
Are two roads to ruin.
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Witches
01:59
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There's troubles you talk to a stranger about,
And trouble you keep in your family;
And trouble that hides in your bedclothes at night
That whispers discouragement daily.
And there's no place to hide from the sin and the pride,
From the good and the bad and the ugly;
And no place to go where the seasons don't know you,
I told you so, told you so baby.
There's wandering minstrels with ballads and fiddles,
Pots of old coffee and whiskey;
And muscular plumbers with wrenches and hammers
That come up the back from the alley.
And wicked old witches, those daughters of bitches
Come riding on broomsticks of glory;
To seize all your sorrows and smooth down the furrows,
I told you so, told you so baby.
While you were out walking and stalked in your stocking feet,
Hammerlocked, hauled in the barley;
Sucked out like an ice cube, out flat like a squeeze tube
Balled up and still breathing, just barely.
Here come those witches, those daughters of bitches,
Too wild and wise to fight fairly;
Farewell and Hell's bells to the devil, dear boy,
And I told you so, told you so baby.
I told you so, told you so baby.
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Daughter of a Drunk
03:36
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She had this sorry story
She had these pretty eyes
Amazed that I would bother
Imagine my surprise
I'm dancin' with the daughter of a drunk
She might have been a princess
Or a body in a trunk
Dancin' with the daughter of a drunk
She had a riddle for me
In the wounded light of morning
It was help me if you can
Though I'm beyond your helping
And love me if you can
Even though I don't deserve it
I'm dancin' with the daughter of a drunk
She might have been a princess
Or a body in a trunk
Dancin' with the daughter of a drunk
All I felt was shame
In the grinding and the jamming
And all she heard was blame
And anger, doubt and damning
And sneaking out the back way
And the door slamming
You son of a bitch's daughter
I'm a wild roving Jew
Running from consignment
With a purple IOU
Out in the field of onions
My number's always odd
And counted with the minions
Shoved up the ass of God
I have come to meet your panic
In the history of our dreaming
Will you write me off as crazy,
Make a brass plate from my screaming?
I'm dancin' with the daughter of a drunk
She might have been a princess
Or a body in a trunk
Dancin' with the daughter of a drunk
Where are you hiding baby
With the chosen or the lost
Were you looking at your footsteps
When the line got crossed
Are you coming back to meet me
As lover, friend or ghost
The one who sold your life out
To the one who loves you most
I'm dancin' with the daughter of a drunk
She might have been a princess
Or a body in a trunk
Dancin' with the daughter of a drunk
She had this sorry story, she had these pretty eyes
Kum ba ya, my lord, kum ba ya
Kum ba ya, my lord, kum ba ya
Kum ba ya, my lord, kum ba ya
Oh lord, kum ba ya.
Oh lord, kum ba ya
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A Hoosier in Paris
02:00
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Well, she didn't speak much English, and I, not much Francaise,
So I used a little Yankee know-how, for to conquer her malaise;
She learned the word for Gemini, I told her, I's a Pisces,
And I strolled with this sweet June Filly on down through the Champs Elysees.
Now if you've ever been to Paris, you know it's called Paree,
It ain't that they don't say the "S", they say it silently;
Or so explained this jolly blonde, to this enchanted guy,
I's head over heels like old King Louis in the palace at Ver-sails.
We moseyed through Montmarter, and other noted sights,
We stopped into a little bistro there, and I ordered pommes frites;
And I spoke of Jean-Paul Sarter, but I couldn't seem to move her,
And I felt us start to drift apart as we wandered through the Louver.
Well, I left this belle dame sans merci in Paris town last week,
I got tired of tipping some poor fool everytime I took a leak;
Here she stand in this color slide, atop the Eiffel Tower,
From that famous Gallic symbol, she will always wave bonjour.
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Smokin' and Drinkin'
02:32
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I'm glad you quit smokin' and drinkin',
Getting so low and high.
I'm glad you quit smokin' and drinkin'.
I talked with a woman,
She said you were on vacation
In a cabin on a lake;
You did not bring a lover,
You had gone there to recover,
Let the water solve the ache.
I'm glad you quit smokin' and drinkin',
Getting so low and high.
I'm glad you quit smokin' and drinkin'.
The party life's its own thing,
It will leave your body ringing,
It will use your time.
It will set your head to swirling,
It will send your body whirling,
Past the rhythm and the rhyme.
I'm glad you quit smokin' and drinkin',
Getting so low and high,
I'm glad you quit smokin' and drinkin'.
The weight is on our shoulders,
While we're old and getting older,
With our backs to death;
We can't turn around and break it,
We can't run away and shake it,
Make it weigh a little less.
I'm glad you quit smokin' and drinkin',
Getting so low and high,
I'm glad you quit smokin' and drinkin'.
I feel a morning breaking,
And I know you are escaping
From that place you were,
Where that dark web grows tighter,
It has grown a little lighter,
And I thank you, sir.
I'm glad you quit smokin' and drinkin',
Getting so low and high,
I'm glad you quit smokin' and drinkin'.
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Folklore
02:41
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My love, she's a blooming lady
She's a king and queen of men
She's a green and purple lady
She's got willing slaves and then
She's got plenty of pain and trials
She's got plenty of time to spend
She's got fifty women in waiting
She's got fools and dreams to mend
My love, she's a false young lady
See her in her wedding gown
Set me up just to betray me
Left my secret songs around
She's got pills to make her happy
She's got pills to bring her down
Lost her heart to her own body
Fears it never will be found
My love, she's a virtuous lady
My love, she's a virgin queen
Promised me her wholesome body
Promises to keep me clean;
There's here boat come up the river
Empty boat, where can she be?
She's gone fishing in the water,
Drowned herself to set you free
Now my life's an empty vessel
Now my life's a closing door
I keep her dog, I hear her whistle
Things I never could ignore
I keep her house and her long garden
A monument your children for
My heart is buried in her stockings
My soul is sold into folklore
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Inside Out
02:20
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Please don't take me lightly when I'm
Rocking in your chair, on
Your warm bosom, with our shadow everywhere
Don't you hear the sirens calling down the stretches of the street
Toward some holy name disaster of a body losing heat
Discover me, I'm as lonesome as a whale
I'm as waxy as a turnip, I'm as weary as a jail
Discover me not, in rays of angry sunshine
In the songs of vicious children
To the governing piranha
Discover in me, the iridescent shadow
The water in the lock
The song in the piano
The body in the block,
Oh
I know what you want to hear
That's why I can't say it
When my heart is drawn to you
Well I do obey it
The joke that fell between us
Left us rolling in the aisle
Sometimes lips have words to say
Sometimes they smile
But the words have all been spoken
At this window we stare out
Some promises are broken
Other ones wear out
I'll take a hundred
You'll take a hundred
Go our separate ways
And the life we spent, so huge and blue
With turn into a phrase
Like, "I shoulda known better."
"I just had to get out"
Things look different from outside in
Than they do from inside out
Please don't take me lightly when I'm
Rocking in your chair, on
Your warm bosom,
With our shadow everywhere
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Single Roses
02:27
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Up and down the streets of Venice
Full of wonder, hope and menace
I wander lost and laughing, while away the hours
I saw a pretty woman there, and she was selling flowers
A fiddle player's daughter
Was walking on the water with her flowers
Chorus:
Flowers in the bloom
Flowers in the bud
Free their wild perfume
For the old and new in love
She was in the morning singing
She was hawking single roses
To the old and new in love
So many odd years later, give and take a crooked mile
I saw a woman selling flowers, and I knew her by her smile
And I wondered if she knew me, or what it is she knows
Of love and song and beauty
That she still could smile so
"Beauty fades," she said to me
But I will beg to differ
With a wild rose held close to me
Walking on the water
Choru
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Fluttering Wings
03:08
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Still these fluttering wings
Fold them in by me
Stop these flutterings
Quietly
Still and stern I walk a road
Where judge and jury beg to live
You are there to take the blame
Where I am hardest to forgive
Still these fluttering wings
Fold them in by me
Stop these flutterings
Quietly
All we did and all we had
Everywhere the meaning was
Left half-hearted on the grass
In spite of, or just because
Still these fluttering wings
Fold them in by me
Stop these flutterings
Quietly
Do not bring the cup to me
Of all you think, and all I do
Brace and be the cup to me
Where we can be the water too
Still these fluttering wings
Fold them in by me
Stop these flutterings
Quietly
Lay aside your wily ways
For truth holds all of mystery
And Love, within this failing light
Show my lover whole to me
And lift our promise from disgrace
Wrap it in a stronger will
Bind it in a fond embrace
Where all is change, I hold you still
Still these fluttering wings
Fold them in by me
Stop these flutterings
Quietly
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Broken Feeder
03:06
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There's a broken feeder on the backporch
It was a gift he gave her before he passed away
She bought more feeders for the backyard
For the nuthatches and bushtits
And the rufus-sided towhee
And the pretty Townsend's warbler
And she scattered seed for the quail
When he died, he died in her arms
When he died, he died in her arms
And she did not say the right thing
And she could not save his life
She wore a shroud of loneliness
She wore a robe of grace
And those that offered comfort
Found strength in her embrace
But the cards and flowers stop coming
And she gave herself to grieving
With the flame of love still burning
And cruel November turning
And all day he is dying
And all day he is dying
One night she woke up trembling
Her heart so swiftly racing
Her face and his are blending
And both of them are dying
And both of them are dying
She calls a friend and 911
To come to save her life
They gave her pills to calm her
And her steady friend stays over
The body goes on breathing
And there really are no words
For why she rose that morning
And went to feed the birds.
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Raining
02:58
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It's raining in heaven and hell
And draining down in to the well
Where water is stored
For the song of the Lord
And the tale for the tongue to tell
I live in a foreign land
Where I search for the missing band
That disappeared slowly
Through moments unholy
With a weight that I still can't stand
My heart is a wounded bird
Which sings where the murder occurred
Of who knows what happened
The fall and the trap
And the page with a torn-out word
This world is the world we knew
Where the dream and the flowers grew
In this same green yard
Where it's harder and harder
To make that world hold true
All things have an end, they say
As if May were the same as May
Our unspoken trust
Will not meet the dust
Though the body must go that way
Imagine one real friend
And time with an open end
A life long as good
Well I will if I would
Win a world with a will to bend
It's raining in heaven and hell
And draining down in to the well
Where water is stored
For the song of the Lord
And the tale for the tongue to tell
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I Love Your Letters
01:43
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I love your letters, more than a blank page
For a poet of my age, it's saying a lot
With a nod to my betters, I try it again
Each now into then, each blessing forgot
And I love your cards, so thoughtfully hand-picked
Their pictures tell secrets the artists don't know
From near, from far, question and answer,
Dove and the dancer, the give and the go
And I love your body, its turns and its phrases
Its hedges and ditches, its swallowing ways
So good and so easy, a season of mystery,
Unscripted history, a prayer if you please
And I love how I know you, love how you know me
Water below me, body above
The wild world below you, so restlessly turning
All changed in this yearning to the breast of a dove
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Farewell Butterfly
02:25
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Down at the fountain of you think I think
Up on the mountain of me plus you
Down in the valley of the jolly green gyrating
Joseph and Josephine, red to blue
I'm on the hill with the will and the killer
I'm at the stage of recent death
I'm full of bull at the affable taffy-pull
Third on the list for president
Come raise a ruckus, out on the midway
Muckers and the truckers and the star struck fans
Bring your wispy little mystery wristbands
Your tribal bibles in your hands
Stir up the dirty little flirty little murdering
Death-trap love-trap, tangled wires
I'm on the intake outtake back-breakin'
Uptake, shake a hose to fight the fires
April showers leave May hanging
Out on the line with fuck you too
I'm number one and you're number one
And we're all number one where it's coming to
Sitting on the bed with the morning pay before
You leave with another lover tight in hand
It's rat-tail hope-chest, burning circles on your breast
Jimmy Carter's navel in a root beer can
Who's gonna stand up, who's gonna give up
Who's gonna throw up, who's gonna die
What are you afraid of, show us what you're made of
Pizza pie in a bright blue sky
Then it's road map, mud flap, hammer down and shut your trap
That'll get you nowhere, saddlesore
It's all a big joke where you gonna go to protest
Any old apple that you care to core
Go on baby, love little dickens
Your sweet love for a month or more
And then you're off to Hackensack, pony-tail, ruck-sack
Cool Appaloosa on a hotbed chore
I don't want it, you don't want it
Stamp it into blood and gore
Feel a little hot now take my temper
It's your same old same old nail in the floor
Say you're gonna miss me, turn aside to kiss me
Somebody list me up for sale
Tents in the backyard, oil gas and credit card
Be another good one if the crops don't fail
Back at the ranch of meanwhile any
Wear clothes that fit you right this time
Cause you're losing more waitin' for your money
Where churchyard bells begin to chime
Farewell butterfly, miss wavy gravy
Buttermilk, milktoast, millipede and then
It's a hello Hellfire elements of fond desire
Free your heavy heart and start again
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Hualapai Mountain
03:01
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You may go there like you pray
Don't look back or ask the way
The door is open, you're always welcome
Come whole, come broken
Come anyway
Walk on past your youth, it's over
Sling your pack across your shoulder
Walk the old road, stick your thumb out
Stars are watching, see them come out
One night older
Travel till you reach the desert
Full and empty, wide as ever
Cactus with his withered wife
Snakes and lizards cling to life
In love forever
Take a room, they're cheap out here
Motel coffee, barroom beer
Climb the hillside, rest your weight
On the cross of love and hate
Have no fear
Wind comes walking, whispers low
"I take you everywhere I go.
Wandering on the dizzy heights
Weaving through your sleepless nights
I know you know
I know you know"
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