Sunday, October 25, 2020

Passage

(new song)

Rosemary, she’s been singing
all the same songs all these years
And I have fallen through the cracks of your deceit
When intemperance was holding me

 

Lone fighter, he’s been fighting
all the same wars all these years
What they could never really try to comprehend
What's incongruent was stalling me

 

But I can’t see the cracks no more
Too much water’s flown under the bridge
The constant ebb and flow of memories
was keeping the scenes alive

 

Wayfarer, he’s been travelling
on the same roads all these years
Never knowing what’s in store ahead of him
Observing all the changes made

 

Lone fighter, she’s been fighting
all the same wars all these years
The battlefield became her constant sustenance
Their oblivion was holding her

 

And they can’t hear the cries no more
Too much water’s flown under the bridge
The constant ebb and flow of memories
Was keeping the scars alive
 
Another day and the clocks lined up
All the way on the ragged edge of time
Another day and another call
Waiting on the lines of chance
All the way
on your way
always
unaware 
 
Caretaker, believing it was always up to you 
to pick up all the pieces lying on the floor
from the foibles of the rest of us

 

But they can’t hear the cries no more
Too much water’s flown under the bridge
The constant ebb and flow of memory
Was keeping the scars alive

 

 


Wednesday, April 8, 2020

Afterthought


(New song)

I’m going to take myself away from all these conversations now
I’m going to drown the noise, the telephone and dust out all my thoughts
I’m going to brace myself against the chill while the mist engulfs my mind
I’m going to waste away this precious time, trace the path of a falling leaf

I’m getting no closer to upending the meaning
I’m watching this calm decay
All the flowers that were growing on this subdued terrain
caught just a little bit of the light

Green summer got trapped in the woods but that was yesterday
I’m wearing a smile to greet some semblance of today

I’m going to string some words, the firmament of the corners of my soul
I’m going to free myself from the ball and chain, and get this felony undone
I’m going to save my words for another day, let the grass grow under my feet
I’m going to drown the cake, the stale remains of yesterday’s hard work

I’ve been watching the storm build in the distant horizon
from a single speck of dust
I was holding my breath for an eternity
now I’m biding the rules of change

Freewheelin’ catastrophe, but that was yesterday
I’m catching the wild breeze to get the salience of today

I’m going to clear the road and melt the ice that’s painted on the wood
I’m going to watch the raindrop fill the puddle and float a paperboat
I’m going to take myself away from all these conversations now
I’m going to drown the noise, the telephone and dust out all my thoughts