Candyland and Roses
We're bound for nowhere other than under
I sit here longing for more than a thought at a time
This place is a barnyard circus, lovers and jokers amuck
My words will live forever and by forever I mean a month
I'm getting' ready for the oven
All I know is the rack is flat
And it's hot by the looks of the timer
Like the way ants know nothing more than the surface
Heaven best be around the land of gum drops
Don't let the mudman halt your path
Book an extended stay to collect and compose
Bible Writer Blues
It's been a while since I've sat down to write
But I might as well try to get on this scroll
A series of etches that will mean something
To someone later on
Up till now all I've seen is people talking
But I'm gonna sit here and get down something
Louder than talking and
Further than I'll ever see
All I know is this guy that died
And people didn't know what to think when it rained
But that's all I really know
Is that it rained that Friday
My uncle Aesop likes to talk
About serendipity and what he can...
English: The Seven Deadly Sins and the Four Last T...
Thinking
Ride - band landscapeRemember from conversations with people long ago
He didn't know them that's why I'm writing
All I know is shapes and crosses
I'll write about those and loaves of bread
I'm very hungry but it's a shame I'm out of wine
Five Senses and Seven Deadly Sins
The scene swirled in my mind
Like colors brighten and fade
From light that hits
Above or below
The scent sent a postcard up my head
Down to my toes where I took
The smell as coming from the floor
Not my feet
I swore I heard...