Kind Woman

Another Single, inspired by a, for me, somewhat un-nerving encounter with a sweet seven-seven year-old girl who was full of questions for me: What do you do? How old are you? Are you Married? I had to skate, settle down, and write a song…

Kind Woman

How to open up this Love...

Muddy ocean to Cost;

Electra and Oedipus...

String me up a Cross.

Slow way - the Fast Way...

Easy-peasy - if you please;

Rely on Kind Women...

Set your Mind at Ease.

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[Chorus]

Landscape of the Mystic...

Same for those in "the Rut…"

Save perhaps less "Hard-No's..."

And also "If's" and "But's..."

I May lack a Woman...

Though She's here Anyway;

Given where she leads Me...

My Heart will nary Stray.

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Love's Executioner...

Hold's down the Fort;

Give her back Her Life...

Even if danger Court.

Had a friggin lifetime...

Of Grudging allegiance to Death;

Now I will Begin...

If it means my Final Breath

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[Chorus]

Landscape of the Mystic...

Same for those in "the Rut…"

Save perhaps less "Hard-No's..."

And also "If's" and "But's..."

I May lack a Woman...

Though She's here Anyway;

Given where she leads Me...

Heart will nary Stray.

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I May lack a Woman...

Though She's right here Anyway.

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Benevolent Conspiracy

Released as single, apart from “Baby, Get on Board” Album

Benevolent Conspiracy

They're out to get me,

And this I know;

Where In joins Out...

Which way do you go...

But who is this Me,

who wanders so lost...

Love withheld...

Re-coup the Piper's Cost.

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[Chorus]

Conspiracy so benevolent...

Both to Believe and to doubt;

Re-con for the Beasts' own Good...

Honestly don't know if We should.

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The Ego just feels...

Threat to 'ternal Death;

Narrowed eyes curtail;

Spirits' own sensed Breath.

Alliegience to all as the One;

Begin Redemptions' game...

Settle down the Son...

The One without a Name.

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[Chorus]

Conspiracy so benevolent...

Both to Believe and to doubt;

Re-con for the Beasts' own Good...

Still don't know if We should.

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Doubtful Moments...

Lock in with the Rest;

Mystic comes later...

Clean up the mess.

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[Chorus]

Conspiracy so benevolent...

Both to Believe and to doubt;

Re-con for the Beasts' own Good...

Honestly don't know if We should.

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Neither Saints nor Sinners Remain

A new lyric, questionable in so many ways, and from so many perspectives. It touches on a Transpersonal version of the Oedipal conflict, as well as the Kali (Hindu) aspect that must be present in even the most loving of mothers, and which must be available, ultimately, for safety of children from even darker social forces. A real grab-bag, of sorts. And here I thought I was done writing...

Nurse the Breast of Devil’s Daughter...
My Heart just showed up too Late;
Unless God’s Will handles my Nerves,
I won’t be up for the Date.

Wedding Band ne’er meant to Be...
Peuter and Gold, orbit ‘round the Gap;
Dislike metals simply will not join...
Perhaps I just need a damn Nap.
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Chorus:

Give brace; your aching Soul...
As venture inward: this Word to Hear;
The Serpent has turned to better Lights...
Redeemed Angel sits so Near.

Fools’ Gold and Wise Soil do join...
Amidst Divine Pleasure mistaken for Pain:
Forgiveness has her Soft, Gentle Rule...
And neither Saints nor Sinners Remain.
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Energies Coursing - Yon and Hither...
Nursing Blanket fashioned from Silk:
Mother-Lust in Charge of my warped Mind...
Self-sold for dear sweet Milk.

Mamma’s boy Interminable...
Blue Moon, finds His Voice;
Thank God for Teenage Friends...
Rough-play around Our Choice.
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Chorus:

Give brace; your aching Soul...
As venture inward: the Word to Hear;
The Serpent has turned to better Lights...
Redeemed Angel rests so Near.

Fools’ Gold and Wise Soil do join...
Amidst Divine Pleasure mistaken for Pain:
Forgiveness has her Soft, Gentle Rule...
And neither Saints nor Sinners Remain.
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Energies Coursing - Yon and Hither...
Nursing Blanket fashioned from Silk:
Mother-Lust in Charge of my warped Mind...
Self-sold for dear sweet Milk.

Mamma’s boy Interminable...
Blue Moon, finds His Voice;
Thank God for Teenage Friends...
Rough-play around Our Choice.
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Chorus:

Give brace; your aching Soul...
As venture inward: the Word to Hear;
The Serpent has turned to better Lights...
Redeemed Angel rests so Near.

Fools’ Gold and Wise Soil do join...
Amidst Divine Pleasure mistaken for Pain:
Forgiveness has her Soft, Gentle Rule...
And neither Saints nor Sinners Remain.

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Light Dawns – and I can Dance;
Graced movement does subtly Pronounce...
And Listen God’s Own Stillness:
Every Woman my beloved Spouse.
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Outro:
Fools’ Gold and Wise Soil do join...
Amidst Divine Pleasure mistaken for Pain:
Where Forgiveness has her Soft, Gentle Rule...
And neither Saints nor Sinners Remain.

Endgame

Perhaps the most suggestive of the songs here included… any much more just better be left to the Mind of the Listener.

Judge lives life in our stead,
Casts illusions and shadows in Mind;
Only the blame of our neighbor...
Traps the Light in a darkening bind.

Cruel and deep spiral downward;
One kind up-turn does not make repair...
The apple Adam 'put' onto Eve;
Fuels a War of malicious despair.

Chorus:
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Endgame waits Coming...
Two Minds become One face to face;
A Still Mind bathed in Boundless Love...
We truly are answered by Grace.
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Grace of God's Love somehow finds us...
Cloud's Unknowing takes its Merciful Hold;
Silent Gathas so Holy and Grateful...
Turn monsters to Friends in our Fold.

Work on the space in-between us...
And learn just what not to say;
Seems the only game left me...
With debts the Honest can't pay.

Chorus:
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Endgame waits Coming...
Two Minds become One face to face;
A Still Mind bathed in Boundless Love...
We truly are redeemed by God’s Grace.
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I ain' even set for the Endgame...
Face the Sister I sent to a Cross;
The World's just got to Soften...
Before I Forgive Her for bearing my Cost.

Love lit - 'til our eyes flee and dart scared...
Until ready - I confess - and run wise;
Drop my eyes in face of Mankind's wrath:
Christ wears such a brilliant disguise.

Chorus:
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Endgame waits Coming...
Two Minds become One face to face;
A Still Mind bathed in Boundless Love...
We truly are redeemed by God's Grace
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Dangerous Blessings

A Transpersonal Autobiography… in the spirit on full responsibility, where absolute culpability, paradoxically, lets Everyman off the Hook…

God's own Burr in my Saddle...

Sinful Saint...

Awash in Love's own Tears.

Confess my deepest Darkness,

and Hope She'll Taddle:

Pay in Shadow Contracts -

For a Life held so Dear.

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Chorus:

Eyelash to eyelash...

Every Second - Each Moment;

Killed and set free...

In the blink of an Eye;

Dangerous Blessings...

'Round every friggin' Corner;

You've heard the Story...

Don't you dare wonder Why.

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To a long day's Work...

What can a Crook offer;

Saddle-up the Horse...

And go for a Ride;

He'll end up Sick...

or Joyfully Tearful;

Either way...

It's just residual Pride

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Chorus:

Eyelash to eyelash...

Every Second - Each Moment;

Killed and set free...

In the blink of an Eye;

Dangerous Blessings...

'Round every friggin' Corner;

You've heard the Story...

Don't you dare wonder Why.

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Keep a Face...

These People do need Me;

Tell myself...

When the Path gets Stark;

Betrayed Men to Crosses...

And Boiling Water;

The Frog has Jumped...

Now we "Dance in the Dark."

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Chorus:

Eyelash to eyelash...

Every Second - Each Moment;

Killed and set free...

In the blink of an Eye;

Dangerous Blessings...

'Round every friggin' Corner;

You've heard the Story...

Don't you dare wonder Why;

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You know our Story...

Don't you dare wonder Why.

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Broken Chariot

An archeology into the Heart of mental illness in Love, and the mature surrender of illusion…

Krishna cooks bacon; this side of the road
Hot Miso Soup and a six-pack of Stroh's
Light doesn’t blind; now we both can see
The ways and means of stark insanity

I asked him how, why, what must be
He slapped me up, “Don’cha whore for me”
So better suited: Savior in dis-guise
Love would un-hinge me; win an ill-sought prize

Chorus:
Broken Chariot: Gita’s got me by the balls
Broken Chariot: Come clean these filthy walls

Wisdom of Ages
Bristles on an old stick broom
Angel’s would fear to tread
Her lit-up first floor room

Chrous:
Broken Chariot: Christ’s tears shone in Her eyes
Not for Her own sake, but the Warden and His lies.

Busted my own heart, now I’m sinkin’ in
World as Lover, not my mis-shaped box of Sin
Cautious Sister: with those smiling eyes
Eyes now taken, but “Per-haps” can stay a while

Chorus:
Broken Chariot: i fade; a spacious room
Broken Chariot: Spirit born to Mary’s womb

Barstool Zen

A song which straddles then the line between the silly and the Sage…

You’re just too smart...
...she said, for your own damn good;
Enjoy this food and wine,
And forget ‘bout Brotherhood.

I AM shooting to be simple,
But it's a long and twisted game...
The kind I want is where,
I don’t even know my name.
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Chorus:
Don’t know my own name,
But answer to it none the less...
Maybe that girl wants me,
But I can’t even get undressed.
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Sunshine in a bottle,
I’ve tried that road...
Smoke-up in the hash pipe,
Just transfers the load.

Perhaps the greatest Sin, though,
Is no skin in the game...
Sin’s are merely trinkets;
Treat ‘em all the same.
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Chorus:
Don’t know my own name,
But answer to it none the less...
Maybe that girl wants me,
But I can’t even get undressed.
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So yes, I’ll have a drink,
Catch a buzz and smile...
A puff on the pipe’s just fine;
It won’t stay my while.

Partake but just don’t drown,
Rule of my green thumb...
Joyful stoned or sober,
Get Drunk, but just not Numb.
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Chorus:
Don’t know my own name,
But answer to it none the less...
Maybe that girl wants me,
But I can’t even get undressed.
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Outro:
Yes, I draw the line some...
Not a careless fool;
Vultures tend to circle...
Near the old Barstool.

The Muse

An Ode to the Muse…

Supple hints of Intrigue...
We knew from very Start;
You'd one day have to Leave...
A Heart must play its Part.

Can hardly even Think...
Of your Love anymore;
Kind words remembered... here and there...
Is all... without a War.

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Chorus:
Through a Stained-glass Darkly...
Is how I see you Now;
A man must stand between Us...
For me to grow Somehow.

Ever grateful for the Grace...
You've shown to me and more;
Christ calls me, now, to leave this Game...
Not even know the score.
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You taught me how to Make Love...
With the Spoken Word;
I hardly ever touched your Hand...
Before you cut the Cord.

Though you Nursed my Soul and Spirit...
Far beyond their Due;
Doubt' you in my own damn Mind...
...s'pose Christ did Mary, too.

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Chorus:
Through a Stained-glass Darkly...
Is how I see you Now;
A woman must stand between Us...
For me to grow Somehow.

Ever grateful for the Grace...
You've shown to me and more;
Christ calls me, now, to leave this Game...
Not even know the score.
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Through a Stained-glass Darkly...
Is how I see you Now;
A Woman must stand between Us...
For me to grow Somehow.

Ever grateful for the Grace...
You've shown to me and more;
Christ calls me, now, to leave this Game...
Not even know the score.
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Baby, Get On Board…

An Ode to a rough, wise, foolish Woman who impacted me like few have…

Externalize more chaos
I beg you... if you please;
My past comes back to haunt me...
Quaking want and need.

We’re not gonna have‘em split tender...
For two red fxxxin’ cents;
Our new found sex appeal...
Will help us pay the rent.

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Chorus:
Baby get on Board;
This train’s only costing us time...
Baby, get on Board;
Switch tracks, click-clack of this rhyme.

Baby unpack your Bags...
Just stay with me, and dig on in;
Beauty in Rags...
Forgive me; a Life of Sin.
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Can’t put a single price-tag...
Rough Spirit so Bright;
Lovin' you with scissors...
Past ‘comes Light.

Can’t say how much you scare me...
Trembling infant at your Breast;
Raw power - Mistreated child...
But your smile resurrects.

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Chrous:
Baby get on Board;
This train’s only costing us time...
Baby, get on Board;
Switch tracks, click-clack of this rhyme.

Baby unpack your Bags...
Just stay with me, and dig on in;
Beauty in Rags...
Forgive me; a Life of Sin.
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I know of your Voo-doo, my dear...
Witchcraft in the name of Christ;
Center of a vengeant cyclone...
All around, but you, must pay the price.

Treasure your heart so,
Both the wrath and the kind...
Hurt you so dearly:
Before the Dawn of Time...

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Chorus:
Baby get on Board;
This train’s only costing us time...
Baby, get on Board;
Switch tracks, click-clack of this rhyme.

Baby unpack your Bags...
Just stay with me, and dig on in;
Beauty in Rags...
Forgive me; a Life of Sin.
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