"Good For Sule"

The fathers torment the one son it falls on across warm deep oceans
of moments and the man he must become
A whole world away eighteen brothers holding out while the tree
of importance waits but close and safe wife and daughters hear no drums
or the voices of those he'll change
and if it feels good they must understand that the way had opened
to just a man with a faith in all good people walking gently knowing
just how wonderful it is
of the family portrait and a path unchosen both the roaring lions
of emotion he knew one day would have to come
while a whole world away his old home is reaching out
with the hands of enraptured hope but more than that they hold up
the one they want to the sun he's the only one...good for you sule.

"Cloud Pump"

I could settle down then take it slow do the right thing
and gain twenty pounds before next spring when senses are dull
and I hear the rain will fall for sure that would be something soulful
Get it straight, get it right today hesitate or just carry on slow with wonder
A little low on godspeed I didn't know your wet dream made a sound like
an old corvette exploding turning you on while burning a brown hole
in everyone's lightness
Get back underground when the water gets cold
the pushing around never saved your soul get back undergroung
when the fight gets old so get it on and under
with a little help and hope as your rope, jump on the high seat
and fall super gone into the whiteness with your strength all gone
and your crucifix on wrong they'll tear you down to nothing yell it!
Tell it straight, tell me not to fade or to break though it's heavy
I might just wonder why did a nova burst here and what does
an elephant feel in the sun with a red umbrella something is bringing him down
asleep in the mudhole of everyone's conscience
It's coming around quiet and slow it's coming around all sweet
and heavy like a world unfolding fast like a walk in the people's forest singing
we're all on automatic->in a good way you turned it on you turned it upside down.

"Blacksox"

I'm afraid of a sure thing of a change in the here
and now and the force when it hits me the full weight of it when I'm down
The fucking air in the city when the phase-shifting sign is off
if this ship is unsteady, how will that lifeboat hold us all
I aint gonna crawl->tell them all to forget it tell them that's
it then call it off cause I'm worried about money and paradigm stores running low
I ain't gonna crawl but I'll lie on the road
so how can I laugh how can I take it without some doubt
how can I laugh how can I face it right away with everything gone wrong
with everything all over anyway I need some grace
Say goodbye to aesthetic,
better taste and essential self 'cause I'm just tired of running
and there's a time bomb in this head
So just who's the real killer and what made his paint dry?
It's kind of hard to imagine Holidays in Neurotica
A slap in the faith, hard, opened hand is the one reality
I can never protect myself from, even in the sparkle yard at end
of day warm summer madness in the bouquet of a dream son,
astral projecting, failing to right wrongs when the whole thing starts to open up
I ain't gonna crawl without falling hard, without some pain
whenever the fog breaks and a day takes hold
I just can't think straight right away maybe I'll come around...
or not I'm swinging again and all my ex-friends say its psycho-pathetic
and way too gone, almost painless even though I wondered
if something was wrong all along.

"Autumn On Drugs"

A worn old suitcase so what if it's broken,
hopeless a little odd in a splash of autumn on drugs,
holding all weight for me the weight of me
and i need it like a friend needs me for a friend
I can feel the time is right to find the legs to deal with this alone
so I'll turn around to all and wave the California Wave
sometime let's forget all about forced hands,
big heads and little things no one showed a trust 'cause no one had faith in me
and I see it like the sun sees me through the day
a lo-fi vanilla secret spoken by a friend who'll miss me if I'm leaving...

"My Beautiful Deep End"

You held out and hurt yourself again did i not make it clear
to look around my selfish queer with unlit eyes and average
dope you're in the dream room all alone
I have seen you before,
holding out here in the deep end my beautiful deep end with all and odd
You yell out and touch the sound so overwhelmed by simple things
you tend to fear the time is now for ease and thought to come around
and let you know you're in the dream room letting go
Wake up and drown don't swim, breathe or float away
I'm sorry but I might have made it sweet in the gold drunken sunset
where we'd lose our heads another time or close our eyes just right
and try to imagine we're miles away at peace out in the open
To precious hands holding tongues hard maybe one good word
would tell us something whole and small.

"0157: H"

I dreamt the red whale song
Hold the moment strong
Then the moment's gone
I never can get enough
Again without the words
Again without the someone who will
Afford me some

This is me hangin' on

I once read a mind 'til dawn
Let the poem hum on emotion's
rolled tongue
I've never had enough
Are we okay? Are we open?

Again without the someone

So this is me hangin' on
I'm hangin on
And this is my world

Now I'm spending every night
Being fed through a grinder
The price for falling down
I'm never through paying
I might be meat for minds
I may be numbered...hung
I might succumb

This is my world
And this is me hangin on

"Choke"

Rev high
Bend low and free the dead word
When I stand up and feel the head burst
WHen i stand out i'll hold it under
When I stand down I won't be down for long
Remember why you're not along

You choke
You take the dive and wonder why
You never elevated
You swallow
Your sky is dry
You're passing time alive

And medicated

A sublime death dream
Time gets to you like a lover
A broad side, full on dread
Gets to the one alone
It grabs you by the bone and swings
You up and all around

You choke
You take the dive and wonder why
You never elevated
You swallow
Your sky is dry
You're passing time alive
And medicated
You've run away from something sure
When you own your fear, feel undead
Feel undead and unlike anyone

Don't let it air out

Some will take it on the chin
I will meditate and know other lifetimes while the sum
Of almost every sorry will always find a way
Home and the way I long to love long and matter... live long in you
It doesn't matter