your eyes
a manuscript of music
play for my soul
I sit hear, playing this piano.
Writing a song for you.
One you will never hear.
One that doesn't escape my room.
It will remain hidden.
From sight.
From hearing.
From being sung in your presence.
But it's my song.
My secret song.
You can have it if you like.
My secret song.
If only you can handle it.
The lyrics i poured inside.
The tears i shed as I write.
As I write, my secret song.
a year ago today
i was sent away
to the penitentiary
inside my head
on the corner of reason
and south of my happiness
i never found my way back
You'll no longer be my shadow,
In a world I thought was my own.
Blinded by my thoughts of living,
Not knowing what's real or a show.
Growing further from you mind,
Creating a new world in my life.
Falling in holes along the way,
But I can clean up after my mistakes.
I'm going to try and leave this behind,
And start off where I should have before.
Deep in my mind I know I can find,
The person I should have become.
I hope that out there someone will care.
I know that this is the real me,
And not something that you thought I should be.
I'm not some doll you want or need.
All I just want is to be free.
The music in tall-grass
I wish I could tell the wind
the music in the tall-grass was us
oh, I'm A Rooks melody
Oceans hum humming
drink in the depths of two
songbirds sleeping sounds lazy
to me reposed with restless drunk heart
were you humming ocean?
if I was tall-grass?
Oh, I'm A Rooks melody
I wish I could tell the wind how
the music in the tall-grass was us
oh, I'm A Rooks melody
oh, I wish she'd set me free
Hey, who's that hiding behind his words
along the way to the sheep pasture
face the evening sunset dreaming
if there's a song I can sing
Hear what his heart does?
with circadas calling
where are you tonight
oh, I'm A Rooks melody
oh, I'm A Rooks melody
oh, I wish she'd set me free
oh, I'm A Rooks melody
I wish you'd us free
and when I think I think, I think, I love you
that's when I think I think I think I love you
when I think I think I think I love you
that's when I think I think I think I love you
and I wonder if you wonder if I wonder about you
cause I do
and I wonder if you wonder if I wonder about us
and I do
that's when I think I think I think I love you
when I think I think I think I love you
and I wonder if you wonder if I wonder about you
and I wonder if you wonder if I wonder about us
and I do
She said, “Play me a song on your guitar.”
She had a blue flower in her hair.
Avoiding her smile, I shook my head.
“It’s not that I don’t want to
play for you but do you -
do you like the blues?”
She said, “The blues - I love the blues!”
She laid her hand near mine.
“Mind if I stay and listen awhile?”
I croon, “I’m like a preacher
so set in my ways
so concerned with graves.
I need a nice woman
a make me a happy man.
I’m like a preacher
so set in my ways
so concerned with graves.
I need a fine woman, Lord
She’ll make any man a happy man
This girl’ll need to -
She’ll need to love the blues!
Oh, fine woman sittin’ next to me
Oh, don’t you -
Don’t you say we’ll meet again.
To think she says to me the blues -
I love the blues!
How’d I know
Like the Good Lord do
She take ‘em away too.”
don't call out her name
she will not
there is a hole in the bottle
a blanket on the floor
the hallway isn't empty
shoes scatter when they fall
don't turn at the corner
or start towards the door
the light from the window
never reaches very far
shadows cast the grey
the grey narrows to a point
meaningless gradual losses
have taken her astray
don't turn away
you can't reach her anymore
In the record store today
Thinking about the songs
I've never heard
Playing in my head
How'd that one go
From so long ago
I've yet to hear it
Playing in my head
Island in the sun
Island in the sun
Stand by the ocean
Is all the sun
Is all the sun is
An island by the ocean
I said my birthday wish
was for everyone’s
happiness
but I forgot my own
and I’m glad you remembered me
I can see the light
can’t you feel it on your skin?
Take it in
I said my birthday wish
was for everyone’s happiness
because I’ve been dying since
nineteen ninety two November twenty fourth
but now I’d give it all to you
I said my birthday wish
is for everyone’s happiness
but I forgot my own
some time ago
but you still remember
written letters
in the mail
that you reached out a hand
to tell me you understand--
Happiness--
my birthday wish
is for everyone’s happiness.
But I forgot my own
some time ago
but you still remember
thanks for the Mr McGillicuddy's
glad those joints we smoked
weren't menthol
Happiness
my birthday wish
is for everyone's happiness
