Tall tales of Death and misfortune
Appalachian nightmares of pearly rune
When the musics over and all is out of tune
Be sure to check out of the hotel
Before the clock strikes noon
Wear your plastic earrings and your shiny silk
Be careful when you open the fridge not to spill your milk
A heart shape tattoo in a burning building rises
No lover ever likes to see the other in ****** surprises
Touch the crystal fountain, but let not your hand waver
Horse tracks are aflame and no angel gives a favor
Green jade rests under clear rushing river savor
A father loses a son to a shot transformed to fever
After the vigils we cremated the afternoon in hand held pairs
The mourners pushed their thoughts out their minds and stared
Even the mountains and the trees and the wind made no sound - they did not dare
At peace a foreign thing for a family and friends who did so care
In time we are hurtling toward the end of life
Either to cease or to once again begin
All these theories of holy faith and sin
Falls to the wayside when a brother loses his kin
I give my thanks for the life that I feel around me
In my pores, my hair, my toes, my throat and eyes
Money, fame, power - these are material prizes
A friendship of love, respect, and trust is what binds me
We walk the trail
We read the signs
The road splits
There isn't much time
Do not fear to go alone
There will be others
Along this beaten road
Do not fear to venture forth
Into the foggy unknown
For all that will be sewn
Has been sewn before
You will always be you
Whoever that may be
Turn the coin,
The sapphire,
Mysteries laughter.
You will not be alone
Hear your own hearts tone
There will be many things
You'll wish to atone
Before you put down the phone
Head South, East,
North, West
You will know what is best
Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 11:30 AM UTC
Tall tales of Death and misfortune
Appalachian nightmares of pearly rune
When the musics over and all is out of tune
Be sure to check out of the hotel
Before the clock strikes noon
Wear your plastic earrings and your shiny silk
Be careful when you open the fridge not to spill your milk
A heart shape tattoo in a burning building rises
No lover ever likes to see the other in ****** surprises
Touch the crystal fountain, but let not your hand waver
Horse tracks are aflame and no angel gives a favor
Green jade rests under clear rushing river savor
A father loses a son to a shot transformed to fever
After the vigils we cremated the afternoon in hand held pairs
The mourners pushed their thoughts out their minds and stared
Even the mountains and the trees and the wind made no sound - they did not dare
At peace a foreign thing for a family and friends who did so care
In time we are hurtling toward the end of life
Either to cease or to once again begin
All these theories of holy faith and sin
Falls to the wayside when a brother loses his kin
I give my thanks for the life that I feel around me
In my pores, my hair, my toes, my throat and eyes
Money, fame, power - these are material prizes
A friendship of love, respect, and trust is what binds me
We walk the trail
We read the signs
The road splits
There isn't much time
Do not fear to go alone
There will be others
Along this beaten road
Do not fear to venture forth
Into the foggy unknown
For all that will be sewn
Has been sewn before
You will always be you
Whoever that may be
Turn the coin,
The sapphire,
Mysteries laughter.
You will not be alone
Hear your own hearts tone
There will be many things
You'll wish to atone
Before you put down the phone
Head South, East,
North, West
You will know what is best