Thursday, December 28, 2017

Desire

Desire

Soft face in the darkness
Coming into the focus
At the bar with the lights the locus
Desire

Got a pulse on the beat in the dark
See your eyes in the arcade fire
A single bird on the wire
Desire

Gonna cross our wires

Desire

Broken Wheel

Broken Wheel

Broken bones in a motorhome
Find a light so you're not alone
You can see . . . the valley coming undone
You can see . . . the world is torn apart

Broken wheel  on  a desert road
Find a light so you're not alone  
You can see . . . the writing on the wall
You can see . . . the way the world will fall

Pay no mind to the lacking of life in the photograph
Pay no mind to the absence of sound on the phonograph

You can see . . . the valley open up
You can see . . . the earth is coming apart
You can see . . . the writing on the wall
You can see . . . the way the world will fall
You can see . . . the valley coming undone
You can see . . . the world is torn apart
You can see . . . the walls are crumbling down
You can see . . . the earth is absent of sound

You can see . . . (solo; fade out)

Mountains

Mountains

slow shift 
plates drift in response 
to glacial action

what of emmett till?
who else will we kill?

mountains move
mountains move so slow
we can't be mountains

get moving
get out

slow shift 
plates drift in response 
to glacial action

what of emmett till?
who else will we kill?

mountains move
mountains move so slow

we can't be mountains (x4)

Friday, December 8, 2017

All My Love

All My Love

all my love (x 4)

all my love
we walk in clouds
all my love
we touch the stars

so many times
i find the light in your eyes
beyond the sight of your guise
and it's still a surprise

so many times
i see the fright in your heart
i see the pause in your start
after all this time


all my love (x 2)

Last Wolf I

Last Wolf I

out there on the land
in the shadow 
in the stark white light
offset by darkness

in a staked plain motel
i lie on the bed
in blue and red shadows
and stare at the mirrors

and what's in the mirror? (x8)

it was the last wolf (x 4)

out there in the weeds
where the buffalo died
in petroleum hills
where the millions

near the boarded up mall
at the edge of town
in the wind tousled grass
is a lesson to heed

and what's in the mirror? (x8)

it was the last wolf (x 8)

Monday, December 4, 2017

Serendipitous Brass

Serendipitous Brass

Cue the violins () 

They say the lakes are heading north
Or south or east or west
Water flows where moneys best
Serendipitous Brass 

They say the desert’s drying up
The trees to sand and grass to dirt
It’s a pain in the ass 

With hearts on our sleeves
And bees in our heads 

Last Steps

Last Steps

I’ve been fucking around 
with a sonic spell
Got the wizard staff
Got the thrash guitar
In the neck of the woods
In the neck of the road
There’s a little house
Made of sonic gold