Friday, June 20, 2014

Seat In The Sky

Seat In The Sky

From up here all I see is the cracks
The chasms, the lines that mark 
The boundaries and changes
Even from this vantage point are locked to the ages

It's so beautiful but so far away
I know it soon ends but forever will stay
Easier seeing beauty than from the ground
Where we can't see a word for all the sound

Just watch, look as it flows by
You can only see it when you're up this high

Much bigger than one moment
But every particle makes the whole
Seeming so small or unimportant
Come down from you seat in the sky and pick up the pieces of your soul

Thursday, May 8, 2014

Straighten

We have to straighten things
Buy diamond rings
Confess our sins, sin, sin, sin, sin
Conform your password 
You are what you're worth
Keep creeping backwards, back, back, backwards

We have to keep it in
Keep counting chins
Take in the spin, spin, spin, spin, spin, spin
Sit at the table
You are your navel
More than you're able, eh, eh, eh, eh

What you doing there
What you doing with your hair
What you doing with your underwear
What you say, weigh, pray
May need to be explained
And then folded and straightened for packaging's sake

Take
Cake
Make
Fake

What you doing here
What you doing is unclear
What you doing is not what they want to hear 
What you see you need
Seed not weed, breed don't feed 
He he he he, me me me me me me

Take
Cake
Make
Fake

Straight
Straight
Straight

Friday, March 14, 2014

The Real Love Songs

I used to think all love songs were saccharine ideals
Written to convince self or subject to embrace the delusion
Flash painted art capturing a moment that never lasts
A web needfully spun, each victim the one

And maybe I was right for more cases than not
Some love songs don't hit that hopeful spandex
What's fleeting or permanent, deep or deepest
Is only known relative to what you know today
But in this is the antipathy of 
That unfakable, unmistakable truest true love

Whether unexpectedly immediate or commitment's culmination
When you really feel it you DO know
It's love with true balance and flow
Each side gives as it receives
Reassures as much as believes 
And the questions utterly cease
Heart and mind embraced in peace

And any love song that should spring
From this, not just a fling
Will always be the real thing
And so I sing...

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

You fought the year and won!

What a year it's been
All the mess you've seen
All the tiresome toiling hours
All the times you felt devoured

What a year of dread
Of being in over your head
A raging river, not a stream
Losing grasp of the serene

But tunnels end in light
And you stand in it tonight 
Not on your feet but on your face 
So we're slowing down the pace

To where we both can see
Our iris patterns as they gleam
In the warm beach sun with colours bright 
We take in every welcome sight

But one sight cannot compare
Those long days and nights we'll share 
Just to enjoy this love so true 
Each precious moment I'm with you

There's one more thing to say
Although it's all relief today
You must be proud of all you've done
You fought the year, and won!

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

They Sold Hermione's Smile

They Sold Hermione's Smile


Staring at her toes 
then just wiggling her nose 
isn't gonna make their eyes open wide

I'm thinking that she knows 
but still thinks it's worth a go 
and there's no big crowd here to shout her down

Money burns like ice on her bare skin
melting her insides with the expected precision

This is what she's told
This is what she's told
This how she fits the mould
This is how Hermione's smile was sold

I remember it so wide
Not from haughtiness or pride
Just that open hope found floating alone

Not that she never frowned
But the reasons then were sound
Not stolen, twisted, broken from words unspoken

Burnt into her eyes, not in tattooed skin
These things can't be erased once they've been etched in

This is what she's told
This is what she's told
This what we'll see define her soul
This is how Hermione's smile was sold

Burning in her heart, tightening her skin
Bright and wide is now a Christmas card grin

This is what she's told
This is what she's told
This isn't what they call control
This is how Hermione's smile was sold

Friday, November 22, 2013

Disingenuous of A

Disingenuous of A
Yes, something stinks that is to say
In this country where so often fact
Is baked, refined and sold like smack

Now rampant addiction has ensued
Masses need the comfort of servitude
Or the euphoria that can only be enjoyed
With blind ignorance to what's destroyed

In exchange for some great honourable dream
Little more than a scratch'n'win it seems
Because we're told this running race is fair
When most have weights or even chains to wear. 

Hypocrisy like this survives
Entwined through 300 million lives 
Because to break it down would be to say
We're not the greatest, this is not the way.

When truth is simply bought and sold
Along with the democracy of old
Which this country built its name upon 
Then what was great is all but gone

So if there is some that still believe
Not in divisive gods, but in equality
Then now is the time that they should stand
'Cause they are the only hope left for this once great land.

For money cannot buy respect
In truth, they rarely intersect.
So question much, and let power reside
In numbers of people, not numbers of bribes

Saturday, October 5, 2013

Tie-dyed Jeans (La-lah-love)

You will never understand
How far I searched the land
Yes, Anaheim strip malls, Spitalfield's stalls,
New York back streets, Montreal

Everywhere I'd search
With your jay-bird on its perch
Claws held around that piece of twine
And pulling at my heart strings all the time

It's la-la-lah-lah-love
La-la-lah-lah-love

Is it always such a one-sided affair?

And though you never did before
Now that we're no more
I see you walking out the Art School doors
Wearing those tie-dyed jeans I bought

For la-la-lah-lah-love
La-la-lah-lah-love

Is it always such a one-sided affair

Communications
Across the nations 
Complications from your strange translations 
Words can often be
A double-edged-sword battle for me

In la-la-lah-lah-love
La-la-lah-lah-love
La-la-lah-lah-love
La-la-lah-lah-love

I'm moving on, for all you care
These feelings make for quick repair
And it seems it's not a one sides affair.