I'm Looking Down on the End of the World
the shell shocked and merely lost
survivors doomed to pay the cost
for
all we did and didn't do
and i do mean me, and i do mean
you
i'm looking down at the end of the world
the dispossessed and dreamless
realizing
they've nothing left
wander through the world they made
passing ghosts along the way
i'm
looking down on the end of the world
no bomb went off, no
war was fought
we killed ourselves the day we lost
that part of us we chose to toss
when
we stopped forgiving, and forgot how to love
no government,
no sceintist
had anything to do with it
we sealed our fate all by ourselves
as
we took and took, with every tree we fell
...everyone knows,
everyone sees
it's no secret we've all taken
more than we need
how else could it possibly
go?
where else could it possibly lead?
i'm looking down at the end of the world
CARNIVAL
carnival rides and velvet skies
revolving worlds spinning out of sight
stars
hang suspended in the summer night
as i get lost in the glow
of a neon light
the clowns disguise is upside down
walking on his hands, his smile's a frown
he
rolls and he tumbles, then he spins around
and picks up a
penny somebody threw him from the ground
barkers peddle their
baubles and beads
to the clueless, the fools, the tragic,
and the freaks
it's a spectacle one has to see to believe
a hall of mirrors, a desperate maze
people
get lost in oh so many ways
for a second, or a minute, for
an hour, for a day
and where they go no one ever seems to
say
no one's come looking for reality
they're looking for baubles, they're playing for beads
they'll keep on making bets 'til all their money's gone
at
midnight the carnival disappears
you'd never know it was
even here
in another town down the road it'll reappear
the rides, the lights, the clowns, and the hall of mirrors
MIRIAM
she came out of nowhere
it seemed
odd, but i wanted to know her
so i asked her, her name
she said "who wants to know?" and just smiled
she had secrets and mysteries
i tried my
best at opening
so i asked her where she'd been
she said "who wants to know?" and just smiled
miriam, miriam, why do you love me?
miriam,
miriam, i'm so glad i found you
miriam, miriam, whatare you
thinking
miriam, miriam, is any of this real...
we wandered from town to town
if
only to see what lay around the next bend
to make new friends
she said "this is all i want" and just smiled
we stayed where we could
under the stars
when we could
our pockets empty, our hearts full
she said "this is all i want" and just smiled
(rf)
DANGEROUS DAN'S DELIRIUM BLUES
he's got conspiracy on his mind
he's got it mapped out on his wall
he's
selling books and dvd's
and pamphlets that explain it all
he knows who killed the kennedy's
and
how they faked landing on the moon
he knows who lurks in
the shadows
their secrets, and how they play us all for fools
he believes in codes and passwords
in
plots, and signs, and schemes
he's the lone ranger, he's
superman
living in and out his dreams
he's the master of the riddle
with
visions of a world yet to come
he's a soldier for the cause
with his bible and his gun
WORDSLIP
words slip in and out of our consciousness
figments of imagination
reflections
of our grasp on sanity
pieces of fading memories
words slip through the air with minds of their own
meanings lost, reasons gone
trails of influence
lingering
fragments left for remembering
...voice's falling from the sky
voice's falling like the rain
words slip in and out of our
tired minds
conjuring dark, shedding light
traces of forgotten history
windows
into what used to be
words slip away like the time goes by
a glimpse seen in the blink of an eye
slivers
of thoughts to recall someday
some place else, some place
far away
...voice's falling from the sky
voice's falling like the rain
like a million minds emptied at once...revelations
SO LONG GEORGE, SO LONG DICK
i woke up from a nightmare
8 long
years of manufactured fear
of ideologues and demagogues
watching america disappear
i was
walking through the darkness
through the shadows and the
fog
i ran and i ran
then i groped, then i crawled
so
long george, so long dick
so long to the right wing
conservative, absurdist point of view
their
oh so un-american dogma
of telling everybody what to do
so long to the ever changing, ever revolving
no
excusing pack of lies
hello to the new day
a better day for all, bye and bye
SOMETHING MORE
i've been the boss, it didn't fit
me too well
kept me in the spotlight, from being myself
i took it for what it's worth, which is nothing at all
i wanted something more
i became someone
else, who i was expected to be
a lonely pauper mistaken for
a king
i took it for what it's worth, which is nothing at
all
i wanted something more
...something to trust in, somewhere to begin
a place at the table, a chance to join in
to something more
someone to believe me,
somewhere to be
where me and you becomes
you and me
and something more
i said all the words, they didn't get me too far
around and around, and back to where i was
i
took it for what it's worth, which is nothing at all
i wanted
something more
i proclaimed my decisions, my drones filled
the air
building walls between me and whoever was there
i took it for what it's worth, which is nothing at all
i wanted something more
(rf)
i've been the boss, i've said all the words
played
the game for better or worse
DR. SEUSS MEET DR. LEARY
i was asked, but i did not answer
my thoughts, it seems, were busy elsewhere
lost
in a myriad of ideas that crossed my mind
at the time
so, i said, did you ask me a question?
yes,
said a voice on the edge of breaking
lost in the rush of
the passing day
i listened (and i thought to myself)
...it's in the air, it's right in your face
what will happen will happen
it's got nothing
to do with you
nothing to do with me
as for myself, i said, i've reached no conclusions
no truths, no answers, and no delusions
about
this thing called life, this thing called love
(and i thought
to myself)
(rf)
but i digress, i said, you had a question my friend?
but
i never did hear from that voice again
i wonder if it ever
found the answer it sought
or did it just get lost???
BIRD DREAM
a bluebird lands on the margins
of
a world i can only imagine
starlings have stripped it of
it's substance
a murder of crows crackle in unison
as i fall into a dream, shards of floating glass
cast pieces of my hopes, slivers of my past
swarms
of faceless memories circle all around
like ghosts clinging
to what can not be found
a red-winged black bird clicks,
then whistles
suddenlt my whole world grows still
and though i can observe, i can not understand
and
though i can hear...
the sparrow, then the wren, then the
swallow sing
to the coming of a morning i can not see
the crows circle endlessly, their eyes on the ground
safe within my dream, i can not be found
as
i wake up from my dream, in the mirror on my wall
a face
i can remember, but a look i don't recall
it appears i never
left, yet i'm worn out just the same
i know i'm in my room,
but something has changed
a woodpecker drums on a distant
tree
i want to believe it's a message to me
and though i can observe, i can not understand
and
though i can hear...
