nonsense plays in the background of my thoughts
lackluster little patterns of thought
that gather round and batter at the door
of my perception hoping to make enough noise
to get free out into the real world
but the denied little monsters are thrown back
into the darkness

i reason with myself
try bribery
try threats
but i ignore the dire consequence
and proceed to groom the
versions of what will be and letting them
run through my head
repeating the worst versions
and the better ones become mocking
like making love to sandpaper

dance for me
do the logic shuffle
find a fitting little balance if that suits ya
find a symphony to play the grand design of your scheme
but its a heavy line you gotta tow this rowboat with
on wheels would work better
but whatever is sleezy...i mean easy
we can paint waves on the sidewalk
you can row that puppy all the way home

whatever reasonable rationalization
gets ya thru the night
don't matter much if its occupy something/anything
if you think mocking me is gonna fix you
its gonna be a long long night sweetcheeks
cause i dont depend on what anyone thinks

so i jump in that rowboat with ya
and we can row that puppy home
toast the town with champagne
celebrate our diversity

and we put our hard earned dreams
in a wooden beach chair
and set sail
cross the blue blue sea
using seashells as hats
using palm fronds for tea cups
and get em all mixed up chasing paper doilies
sing you a song that stretches all night long
you spend the dawn clapping and calling for an encore
so we all join hands
and get another chorus goin
because that smile you gimmie honey

midnight and she stepped to the edge of the road
with a rubber duckie in one hand
and a lethal dose of reality in the other
she will use one to make you laugh
then she will administer the other one
cause that's what she thinks is funny
but that's the thing
reality checks always bounce
got rubber duckies on the brain forevermore

sneak down her road
with her hand in mine
and all the mister naturals in the world
couldn't be wiser than the cherry eating
little gnome in the movie usher outfit
sitting by the exit
charging admission back into the world
cause its exactly as advertised
its stranger than freakin fiction
and its heavy brother
sing you a song that stretches all night long
you spend the dawn clapping and calling for an encore
so we all join hands
and get another chorus going
because that smile you gimmie honey

they ain't got  too many passion moments left
let em get on with their
neon green VW bug and its
fifteen clowns waiting in the trunk
cause if all else fails and she needs distraction
you can set up a tent and sell tickets
to the sunrise of her surprise
at how easy it is
but deep down inside you know its heavy brother

so you pick up a guitar and start to play
whatever tune comes to mind
and while chopsticks is better on a keyboard
your heart is hungry and chinese sounds good
she lights a kerosine lamp and holding up to the sea
all the lost sailors hoping to find their homes
stop in for tea and a biscuit
it all sounds like romantic gibberish to me
all this play for pay
food for gain
sing you a song that stretches all night long
you spend the dawn clapping and calling for an encore
so we all join hands
and get another chorus goin
because that smile you gimmie honey

this melancholy
drifting in thought like a skiff windless
on the cobalt blue
on the rich scent of salt and sea
on the deep memories of her
the mast tilts and wavers across the pattern of sky
like a pencil etching invisible patterns
among the ever silent stars

but it is not the seas vast salt tinge
but the harsh taste of my tears
that the mast writes of this night
that the mast scribbles madly into starfeild
far into the night
this story of loves known
and grand heights of lovers embrace
that the heart speaks
that hidden sea of the soul
made from a lifetimes loves and loss
they are
the peaceful and deep waters
of night that have always been the world
where my words could run free
sails unfurled
swift and rough breaking on wave crest
tacking ever eastward to open waters
out into
the deep quiet halls of the sovereign serenity
found in the solitude of night
where my thoughts undisturbed
could be true unabashed

cronos and the sea

this melancholy
and now i find myself
nailed here to the deck
by the turmoil of emotions
shore a sparkling light miles to south
and first breaths of dawn slowly
expanding along the east
i am caught between all the things i was
and am
i only wish to drift and dream
nothing to feel
nothing to worry upon
nothing to trouble my old heart
free me
let me forever drift now
free

soft words never seem to be heard round you
no calm reason seems to get through
no soft shoe shuffle seems to do
so lemmie get it right
cause i dont enjoy this louder than loud
dont think its gonna get this done
personally
i dont think being louder makes you right
you know im gonna have the words an facts straight
cause i dont think that talking over you
is gonna make you believe me
neither of us is that dumb
soft words and calm reason might be harder to do
but i sleep at night
and its a magic feelin when you can get a point across
without having to shout
when you get heard without having to scream it
oh what a magic feelin indeed
so lemmie slide on my john lennon sunglasses
and if it helps honey put on a tye-dye shirt
and lets talk this out
cause shouting ain't workin for me