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"Euchre"
 Jazzbos
She dreamed the dreams of one hundred thousand pine trees
she woke up with needles in her hair
she walked the sleep of eagles eyes of the wind and her father's prayers
she had a thing for the weather
she had desire for the thunder
she was lookin' for the lightening to come down and strike her straight through the heart.
it was a short lived storm wasn't no great big deal
the wind let up and the rain just sort of died down
and the sun came bustin' out
and all that passion dancing in the sky just sort of up and slipped away,
I wonder where does it go?
I dreamed the dreams of all the broken- hearted jazzbos playing
on one more chorus of "Cherokee"
I walked the sleep of an alley cat
like the wind through the last pine tree
I had desire for the weather
I had a thing for the thunder
I was lookin' for the lightening to come down and strike me straight through my heart
straight and true, straight on through
go on girl,
go on.
SNARE
First they go out to the workshop
and get some wire
bend it, loop it, thread it
through the long end
bait it, stake it
they come back when the sun fly
let your blood out on the dirt there
cut you where you lie.
Clever, clever, always thinking
but they're so slow
jabber walk, leaves talk and the scent flows
if you listen for the moon
but the moon you do not hear
wear your dark coat, wear your shadow
keep your claws clear.
They want to skin you
they want your babies too
beware your steppin'
beware the snare.
I can't stop dreaming I can't wake up
I can't stop dreaming I can't wake
Stronger, smarter, than those devils
that's the way the trees tell
one to the pack one must go back
it's inevitable
if you listen for the moon
but the moon you do not hear
wear your dark coat, wear your shadow
keep your claws clear.
They want to skin you
they want your babies too
beware your steppin'
beware the snare.
Blue
the look in your eye
stormy skies
the tip of your tongue
wants to spill your heart
tell me what you've done
tell me like it is,like you seen it all before
but it's no use you can not help
from staring at the floor,oh Blue
I know
you don't believe a word you're saying to me
you're so cute you make me
wonder where you've been lately
you're so beautiful but you're crazy.
Hey Blue
there's a crow up in that tree
he's talking to you
practicalities
tell you 'bout the treasure
if you listen to him through
all about the magic that's surrounding you,oh Blue
you know
he don't believe a word you're saying to him
you're so cute you make me
wonder where you've been lately
you're so beautiful but you're crazy.
Hey Blue,no requirements here
hey Blue, if you lose your mind out there
hey Blue, crazy is accepted here.
Hey Blue
where's the love gone?
misplaced?
I hope not too long
look for signals watch for sign
lightening bugs will make design
all the things you wanted too
are stretching out their arms to you, oh Blue
you're so cute you make me
wonder what's wrong with me lately
you're so beautiful that you made me
crazy too.
Hey Blue, no requirements here
hey Blue, if you lose your mind out there
hey Blue, crazy is accepted here.
Letter From Nebraska
adapted from a poem by Viggo Mortensen There hasn't been a summer like this since before the war that's what they tell me flash lightening from a clear blue sky when everyone's outside. the animals have been multiplying at night there ain't never enough to eat forty or fifty murders everyday and I can't find a decent cigarette who knows what violence passes for love behind tortured walls. The bridges are unused my brother is afraid to water his crops he says the water, it is dangerous it never rains And the children choose up sides they clench their fists and stare down at their feet before they know how to read. there have been drownings somehow we've forgotten how to swim they say it can no longer be taught I'd show 'em but I just don't know how There hasn't been a summer like this since before the war that's what they tell me flash lightening from a clear blue sky when everyone is outside and the radio plays 20 year old songs they play them 24 hours a day I haven't spoken a word since April. "Leave the Snakes Alone"
 Over
overlaugher
overstepper overdriver overeater overloaded overlooked i can see your swollen hands reach for the door and pity the china shop's poor proprietor i say go i say go.
overplayer
oversinger overreacher overrainbows oversexed overlooked i can see you laughing so hard there's a tear in your eye so no one will notice when you start to cry i say go i say go i say good-bye Meek
i know where you live
i know what car you drive l know what time you leave i know when you arrive you think that you're so safe you don't realize just the striking of a match : cry.
all of the ways that it can crumble down
and fall apart so far behind that the wind is ahead and the rain falls unkind.
there's a ripple in the wall
a crack that you can't see where a billion hungry fingers are scratching to get free and you've bottled up your heart you fenced humanity and the money that you hide still needs electricity.
all of the ways that it can crumble down
and fall apart so far behind that the wind is ahead and the rain falls unkind.
But the Meek, survive.
you know where i live you know what car i drive
you know what time i leave you know when i arrive i know that i'm not safe as long as you're alive the striking of this match : everybody crys. Monster
monster come and bring his friends
monster come begin the ends and there ain't nothin we do pull apart the piece by piece fill the cart with grease and grease and there ain't nothin we do
no monster clocks no watch or buzz
always happen all at once and it's a happenin same,same,same gravity is floating you but the skin is stretching through so fast it seem so slow
hungry monsters will eat paper
paper people will eat monsters it's the way we roll, it's the way we go
sleep becomes the enemy
monster creep in bloody dream and there ain't nothin we do monster like to touch you there monster make it better there and there ain't nothin we do. Texas Town
mexico is texas town
texas town is mexico Love Blood
catapillers
rained from the sky to set up their tents as far as the eye before they slept a terrible meal stripping the green from your head to your heel love blood love blood
snake on her way
pondered the rock pondered the flower that grew from the rock heat from the earth made her aware a capable flower can grow anywhere love blood love blood
a beautiful vulture
slept on the wind circle and circle and circle pulling him in smelling the truck and the dust in it's wake smelling the tires that flattened the snake
wonderful,wonderful,
wonderful world
black flys came down
down from the moon to feast on the catapillers still in their wombs this brought the toad to snap up the fly the toad to the road in the belly where the flattened snake lies love blood love blood Nothing
it's blasphemy down on a word busted street
the pigeons all scatter to the chrome churn beat a taboo tale so plain so right to taste an answer that's full of light on this winter's night a tattoo once now burned away
that bled for love in a lovesick way but the proper heads are nodding in time they disappear after robbing you blind so he shrugs it off and turns out the light cause he knows this ain't that kind of fight on this winter's night oh i can see the winters oh so clear
and the things i used to hold as dear there's nothing for me here the block got blacker every summer by summer
but the sons and daughters they made it clear i could stay and play and trade for trade and have no fear to make what i made but november wind got a nasty bite so she put me on the very next flight on that winter's night she can not go back again
back to rusty snow to spill another ten and you know it's true they grind you up and hand it out in years there's nothing for me here on this winter's night
on that winter's night on that winter's night Sins of Dad
lay it down and let it go
despite the gentle of the storm take a chance with all the venial blood upon your hands that we won't notice all your sins here's the time there's the line behind which greater men have stood and eventually we'll see you did everything you could Don't Paint The Devil On The Wall
in the time it,in the time it takes to walk into the room you've conquered
occupied with roses,souls 'a drying on the vine i circumnavigate the world and talk to everybody twice they answer in their tongues i somehow understand it's a matter of the action love in the place you,in the place you cultivate and cut the landscape to your
pleasure of the fashion to be breaking bottles there i find a corner to observe the plumage of the scare it's another world,another time,another chair it's a matter of the action love bind my eyes and cut my ears
put my head upon a stake for all to fear for you,it's just another way of saying:"i love you" yes,i love you in the suit you,in the suit you wear with passion pressed into the creases
that all the monkeys wove and sewed with murder in their sleep not a sound a rustle or a rubbing when you walk but i can hear the dark and dance that shatters when you talk it's a matter of the action love you are broken
so damn broken she's all busted up in frays of notes bitty cry that's broken that high and lonsome so bad so sad it's all alone no walking out to carry her away no walking out to carry her away Dead Smile
she glides through the house each night
her face all aglow bare feet never make a sound with the tag up on their tippy toe, off in the distance she can still hear the guns counting the cadences of muskets and drums so you say so you say so you say a ghost on a drum and i know you love me
and i love you true we've gotten everything that we wanted to. it's almost a full
hanging low and orange in the sky the wind rubs the hickorys together sound like a baby cry bernadette is closer to the black irish bar where her sister is waiting in their daddy's new car so you say so you say so you say a ghost in the car and i know you love me
and i love you true we've gotten everything that we wanted to. All you see all you hear
what is right is what's wrong. Now you know it's just a dream and it won't last that long. so we've come to an arrangment
that everything's real the spirits that walk with me they know how i feel those who know,they don't talk those who talk,don't have a clue there's such good music on the air tonight it's the best we can do so i say so i say so i say it's the best i can do. |
