Ping
this is the real not the virtual
thing
there’s no latency and this
bling is real and how I feel
is a matter of record
for this record dial
and if I had to wrap the jazz up
I’d close the book
and slap that spazz up
write it in my memoirs one day
I hung up clever
and took the
fun way
out
what
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
2.272 : 1/30/06 : Honorable Mention (Movie Sketches 3/4)
2,463 : 1 ?Sir let me state my firm intention
founded on this great invention
Let it serve me as my pension
And secure my honorable mention
Never expected to be in first place
nor runner up I’m not in that race
A three way tie for third is more my place
And I’m not just saying that to save face
I’m satisfied just to have shown
the way that my ambition’s grown
and if my name is all I own
I’ll keep it no matter how the wind has blown
now load this beast and head on back
with your accomplishments written on a plaque
no trophies for that subtle hack
Our treasure’s stored on heaven’s stack
what
Sunday, January 29, 2012
2.271 : 1/29/06 : Vision (Movie Sketches 2/4)
Am I arisen from sleep
am I awake or dreaming
what is the vision
in the predawn gleaming
a hundred legs
two dozen drums
Each one an island complete
but watch how it comes
together
pulses deeper than blood
travels through petrified mud
it must be a vision
next must come the flood
what
am I awake or dreaming
what is the vision
in the predawn gleaming
a hundred legs
two dozen drums
Each one an island complete
but watch how it comes
together
pulses deeper than blood
travels through petrified mud
it must be a vision
next must come the flood
what
Saturday, January 28, 2012
2.270 : 1/28/06 : Rally (Movie Sketches 1/4)
Take to the road
the call came in
We were ready to begin
and if it still seems like a sin
imagine what it may forebode
Gather up your pearls
protect them from the swilling swine
I swore to God I’d make them mine
and that I’d one day taste that wine
and twine my fingers through her curls
the day’s begun
we’re on the road and going fast
sailing as it were full mast
and when all hope of reason’s past
we’ll blast by you at a dead run
what
the call came in
We were ready to begin
and if it still seems like a sin
imagine what it may forebode
Gather up your pearls
protect them from the swilling swine
I swore to God I’d make them mine
and that I’d one day taste that wine
and twine my fingers through her curls
the day’s begun
we’re on the road and going fast
sailing as it were full mast
and when all hope of reason’s past
we’ll blast by you at a dead run
what
2.269 : 1/27/06 : Manifest Destiny
Hoping that the tea leaves or the tides
the pattern of the yarrow stalks
or bouquets tossed by brides
will manifest our destiny
Ignore the paradox of liberty
I don’t really want to be free
I just want to find the way
what
the pattern of the yarrow stalks
or bouquets tossed by brides
will manifest our destiny
Ignore the paradox of liberty
I don’t really want to be free
I just want to find the way
what
Thursday, January 26, 2012
2.268 : 1/26/06 : Relativism
Not to be mistaken for relativity
Or recidivism if that’s your proclivity
No right or wrong
no good or bad song
Never a belief always an accusation
Relativism offered as the explanation
of the state of affairs
or how it got there
I declared both sides to be false
Shook my head gravely took society’s pulse
Declared the situation doomed
Shut myself up in my room
And waited for the war to tear it all apart
tried to keep the taint out of my heart
what
Or recidivism if that’s your proclivity
No right or wrong
no good or bad song
Never a belief always an accusation
Relativism offered as the explanation
of the state of affairs
or how it got there
I declared both sides to be false
Shook my head gravely took society’s pulse
Declared the situation doomed
Shut myself up in my room
And waited for the war to tear it all apart
tried to keep the taint out of my heart
what
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
2.267 : 1/25/06 : Dualism
Opposites defined as equals
sets the stage for the play and all its sequels
Good triumphs again
but it won’t last long
how dull it would be
if no one did wrong
Every decision cast as
either or
All or nothing: no less no more
Absolutes are fine
for fighting online
And dualism will suffice
to hypnotize the electorate
pick a horse it doesn’t really matter
just place your bet
And just behind the party line
concealed by a thousand banners white and black
the sea of a thousand shades of gray
rises and swells; nothing can
hold it back
what
sets the stage for the play and all its sequels
Good triumphs again
but it won’t last long
how dull it would be
if no one did wrong
Every decision cast as
either or
All or nothing: no less no more
Absolutes are fine
for fighting online
And dualism will suffice
to hypnotize the electorate
pick a horse it doesn’t really matter
just place your bet
And just behind the party line
concealed by a thousand banners white and black
the sea of a thousand shades of gray
rises and swells; nothing can
hold it back
what
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
apparently this project now needs its own bookshelf
I wrote so many songs...
That I broke a piece of furniture
: \
That I broke a piece of furniture
: \
2.266 : 1/24/06 : Caught Again
2,456 : 6 ?The crazy thread
run through the crazy quilt
is caught again
suspending guilt
at least for one more day
I’ve caught the
crimson plague again
If I’ve had it once
I’ve had it ten
Yet here I am and here I’ll stay
Caught up again
in baroque reverie
the visions that unbidden
Come to me
and pass away all unfulfilled
One day I guess they will all flee and fade
And I’ll be rocking mumbling in the shade
when at last my caught up mind is stilled
what
2.265 : 1/23/06 : This Wretched Society
I’ve run out of excuses for this wretched society
I’m tired of trying to cast it in a good light
This is not about manners or simple impropriety
but rather an impenitent obstruction of the light
liberty sweet liberty your torch is long since doused
guess I’ll get my taste of living in a police state
when will they finally tear down the halls where she once housed
when will I find at last their meal on my plate
I’m not a stitch closer to a solution for this culture
And hell it doesn’t seem like most particularly want it
So I just shade my eyes and scan the skies for circling vultures
Guess when the times comes if I’ve got ball I’ll punt it
what
I’m tired of trying to cast it in a good light
This is not about manners or simple impropriety
but rather an impenitent obstruction of the light
liberty sweet liberty your torch is long since doused
guess I’ll get my taste of living in a police state
when will they finally tear down the halls where she once housed
when will I find at last their meal on my plate
I’m not a stitch closer to a solution for this culture
And hell it doesn’t seem like most particularly want it
So I just shade my eyes and scan the skies for circling vultures
Guess when the times comes if I’ve got ball I’ll punt it
what
Sunday, January 22, 2012
2.264 : 1/22/06 : Fish
Fish swimming swimming
swimming all over
upstream
downstream
all around
a floater, a swimmer
a flasher, a rover
shallower or
depth some even
run aground
So many fishes in the sea
So many fishes in the sea
One might be you
One might be me
So many fishes fishes in the sea
what
swimming all over
upstream
downstream
all around
a floater, a swimmer
a flasher, a rover
shallower or
depth some even
run aground
So many fishes in the sea
So many fishes in the sea
One might be you
One might be me
So many fishes fishes in the sea
what
Saturday, January 21, 2012
2.263 : 1/21/06 : Oops
Shouldn’ta pressed
that button I guess
mobilize the troops
I screwed up oops
not a half an hour after
with a burst of crazy laughter
I declared the end of that chapter
I just kept writing more
when I saw how I had done it
how I had blithely begun it
how I’d grabbed that bell and rung it
I was rolling on the floor
I better stop
I better roll and drop
put this sneaky fire out
I never was a boy scout
better whatever than inaction
though disappointed by the reaction
guess I best promote my faction
and rise above this small infraction
what
that button I guess
mobilize the troops
I screwed up oops
not a half an hour after
with a burst of crazy laughter
I declared the end of that chapter
I just kept writing more
when I saw how I had done it
how I had blithely begun it
how I’d grabbed that bell and rung it
I was rolling on the floor
I better stop
I better roll and drop
put this sneaky fire out
I never was a boy scout
better whatever than inaction
though disappointed by the reaction
guess I best promote my faction
and rise above this small infraction
what
Friday, January 20, 2012
2.262 : 1/20/06 : Violin
If I picked the right numbers
about the tenth thing I would do
is buy a fine electric violin
to give away to you
I think you might just like it
I guess I could be wrong
You might think it a stupid gift
you might think this a stupid song
I know that these are stupid thoughts
to dream of wealth unearned
and all the toys and presents I
might buy instead of
every stone unturned
It’s true it’s fun to dream
about a different line of time
It’s worth a song or two I guess
a line of prose a reworked rhyme
what
about the tenth thing I would do
is buy a fine electric violin
to give away to you
I think you might just like it
I guess I could be wrong
You might think it a stupid gift
you might think this a stupid song
I know that these are stupid thoughts
to dream of wealth unearned
and all the toys and presents I
might buy instead of
every stone unturned
It’s true it’s fun to dream
about a different line of time
It’s worth a song or two I guess
a line of prose a reworked rhyme
what
Thursday, January 19, 2012
2.261 : 1/19/06 : Departure
The old regime remains behind
I’ll sum it up
and nail it down
and wrap it in one perfect line
now my departure only at last
remains to be
projected in the telecast
the world will see because they really care
the mode of transmission
that takes me from here to there
from the isle of the wicked gaze
that focused on my center button
that land of foul enchantment
and the pain for which I was a glutton
across the silver bridge
suspended in the air
I didn’t forget anyone
I took all I loved with me there
to that wondrous continent
the Kingdom of What is
to only taste the real fruit
that grows outside parenthesis
what
I’ll sum it up
and nail it down
and wrap it in one perfect line
now my departure only at last
remains to be
projected in the telecast
the world will see because they really care
the mode of transmission
that takes me from here to there
from the isle of the wicked gaze
that focused on my center button
that land of foul enchantment
and the pain for which I was a glutton
across the silver bridge
suspended in the air
I didn’t forget anyone
I took all I loved with me there
to that wondrous continent
the Kingdom of What is
to only taste the real fruit
that grows outside parenthesis
what
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
2.260 : 1/18/06 : The Fall Behind
The fall behind the winter now
entrenched despite a lack of snow
annual enchantment of my land
born here but not raised at first
may be a few years are what raised a thirst
I don’t mind the cold but I wish I had the ocean at hand
If I’ve fallen behind again
it may be sad or foolish but it’s not a sin
it’s not a crime I have harmed no one
but if so it’s not virtue either
no proof that I’m a bard or writer
that I picked it up that I again have begun
what
entrenched despite a lack of snow
annual enchantment of my land
born here but not raised at first
may be a few years are what raised a thirst
I don’t mind the cold but I wish I had the ocean at hand
If I’ve fallen behind again
it may be sad or foolish but it’s not a sin
it’s not a crime I have harmed no one
but if so it’s not virtue either
no proof that I’m a bard or writer
that I picked it up that I again have begun
what
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
2.259 : 1/17/06 : Sketch of a Second
What goes in the middle
after the first flush expires
do you try to blow it up again
or bank your waning fires
do you hold out hoping for more juice
or conflagrate once more cut loose
the moorings and the anchor lines
mix metaphors in steadily increasing lines
what’s the formula
Greek and Persian fires
how do you transnavigate
the doldrums when the first flush expires
trying to sketch out
where it could go
Sketch of a second verse
It’s not perfect but even so
In the real thing I’ll put a ring
a wizard and a girl
All set up in a garden
and I’ll give the thing a whirl
and when you hear it you’ll remember why
the last was about how it was okay to die
what
after the first flush expires
do you try to blow it up again
or bank your waning fires
do you hold out hoping for more juice
or conflagrate once more cut loose
the moorings and the anchor lines
mix metaphors in steadily increasing lines
what’s the formula
Greek and Persian fires
how do you transnavigate
the doldrums when the first flush expires
trying to sketch out
where it could go
Sketch of a second verse
It’s not perfect but even so
In the real thing I’ll put a ring
a wizard and a girl
All set up in a garden
and I’ll give the thing a whirl
and when you hear it you’ll remember why
the last was about how it was okay to die
what
Monday, January 16, 2012
2.258 : 1/16/06 : Utopia
2,448 : 25 ?Utopia your brilliant shores
that shine like unto mountain heights
they say your cities
reach up to the sun
and pour forth sweet delights
If nobody got sick or died
and everyone who wished got laid
do you think that it would work
at all if everyone who came stayed
If it seemed a shame
we had to go
I’ll tell you why I told you no
generations are the sweet
variety of life eternal
And the pleasing rhythm
of our deaths are natural as diurnal
passages from day to day
And every city has its night
even in great Utopia
Some turnings never see the light
what
Sunday, January 15, 2012
2.257 : 1/15/06 : Cup of Cornflakes
Every morn the cup of cornflakes
appears as a portal to the stranger’s grasp
Each sunrise the cup of cornflakes
appears at a further extent of the seaside’s clasp
Cornflakes and solo dance attenders
Ms. Ross vegetates in a soft container open ended
And I’m unconcerned
As long as objects remain on
the lathe of heaven turned
Each diurnal the cup of cornflakes
unsteady tiny vessel of the glittering
essence of silence
Which one will become the cup of cornflakes
with increments of poor Ms. Ross
radiating temperance
I’ve entered within to such a distance
I’ve crossed to the opposite face of the portal
and circling is simply inefficient for a
mortal
When I’m within again I vow
I’ll never exit
anymore from now
what
appears as a portal to the stranger’s grasp
Each sunrise the cup of cornflakes
appears at a further extent of the seaside’s clasp
Cornflakes and solo dance attenders
Ms. Ross vegetates in a soft container open ended
And I’m unconcerned
As long as objects remain on
the lathe of heaven turned
Each diurnal the cup of cornflakes
unsteady tiny vessel of the glittering
essence of silence
Which one will become the cup of cornflakes
with increments of poor Ms. Ross
radiating temperance
I’ve entered within to such a distance
I’ve crossed to the opposite face of the portal
and circling is simply inefficient for a
mortal
When I’m within again I vow
I’ll never exit
anymore from now
what
Saturday, January 14, 2012
2.256 : 1/14/06 : Goodbye Secret World
Goodbye secret world
all the stories that lie sleeping curled
and cozy in your stony deeps
oh secret world this time
we’re playing for keeps
where once was two
there now is three
a little minus you
plus a little minus me
plus you a good while
though not so long as expected
in the crucible of you
you and I
were perfectly reflected
And so a few days hence
I got right off the fence
And I’ll say in my own defense
I kept one step ahead of consequence
And shut the door
Just one time
On my
secret world
What is the song of the day?
all the stories that lie sleeping curled
and cozy in your stony deeps
oh secret world this time
we’re playing for keeps
where once was two
there now is three
a little minus you
plus a little minus me
plus you a good while
though not so long as expected
in the crucible of you
you and I
were perfectly reflected
And so a few days hence
I got right off the fence
And I’ll say in my own defense
I kept one step ahead of consequence
And shut the door
Just one time
On my
secret world
What is the song of the day?
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Friday, January 13, 2012
2.255 : 1/13/06 : Transformation
Crystal mounted spider screw
must have snuck inside of you
subverted now the mechanism
refracted through the helix prism
reproducing spreading free
branching every tributary
Transformation from within
wind up healthy wind up thin
wind up brilliant wind up rich
off the prenup I signed with the bitch
Transformed first into a bucket
half filled until I said fuck it
Empty when I found the hole
with what should I fix it dear rigamarole
transformed into a sphere of light
who knows why
flying like a kite
visioning a fate more vast
for now though
all flags drag low mast
What is the song of the day?
must have snuck inside of you
subverted now the mechanism
refracted through the helix prism
reproducing spreading free
branching every tributary
Transformation from within
wind up healthy wind up thin
wind up brilliant wind up rich
off the prenup I signed with the bitch
Transformed first into a bucket
half filled until I said fuck it
Empty when I found the hole
with what should I fix it dear rigamarole
transformed into a sphere of light
who knows why
flying like a kite
visioning a fate more vast
for now though
all flags drag low mast
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
Thursday, January 12, 2012
2.254 : 1/12/06 : Vindictus
Vindicated by blood
serpent’s venom mixed with mud
and smeared upon the mantle
proved more than superman could handle
I’m in a vindictive mood
brought on by vindictive food
I did not order from the menu
so don’t see it as disingenuous
for me to ask just why
we gotta live like this when we have to die
you think we’d merit first class
give me an answer or kiss my ass
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
serpent’s venom mixed with mud
and smeared upon the mantle
proved more than superman could handle
I’m in a vindictive mood
brought on by vindictive food
I did not order from the menu
so don’t see it as disingenuous
for me to ask just why
we gotta live like this when we have to die
you think we’d merit first class
give me an answer or kiss my ass
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
2.253 : 1/11/06 : Oscillator Blues
Got the fibonacci waveforms
Oh you know I got those oscillator blues
I got waves standing on my corners
oh Lord I got those oscillator blues
you got me underneath your bell curve
oh hell I wish I were standing in your shoes
oscillating every morning
oh it shakes me through the night
And the mighty oscillator
traces it all out in green light
Ah I got those fibonacci waveforms
Got me them oscillator blues
Standing waves on every corner
oh hell I wish you were standing in my shoes
What is the song of the day?
Oh you know I got those oscillator blues
I got waves standing on my corners
oh Lord I got those oscillator blues
you got me underneath your bell curve
oh hell I wish I were standing in your shoes
oscillating every morning
oh it shakes me through the night
And the mighty oscillator
traces it all out in green light
Ah I got those fibonacci waveforms
Got me them oscillator blues
Standing waves on every corner
oh hell I wish you were standing in my shoes
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
2.252 : 1/10/06 : With Scarcely Sole Regard
With scarcely sole regard of even
One or two pairs of interested eyes
Cast the role to the ocean he
cast the verses to the skies
How many truly allow each day
Their legacies to come to this
each particular strand to go astray
How many were never found
even for a moment even by a few
Maybe even messiahs maybe even kings
queens, clerics, even poets like me and you
What is the song of the day?
One or two pairs of interested eyes
Cast the role to the ocean he
cast the verses to the skies
How many truly allow each day
Their legacies to come to this
each particular strand to go astray
How many were never found
even for a moment even by a few
Maybe even messiahs maybe even kings
queens, clerics, even poets like me and you
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
Monday, January 09, 2012
2.251 : 1/9/06 : Punch Clock
2,442 : 19 ?Life without a punch clock
life without a card
never dreamed it would be so confusing
never guessed that it would be so hard
to have something like freedom
mixed with true responsibility
plus it seems I somehow
earned my muse’s enmity
nonetheless I’m keeping busy
nonetheless I’m making time
still searching for the subtle turn of phrase
or the less worn scrap of rhyme
If indeed I’m poor in spirit
I am rich indeed in dreams
and the hope of inspiration
in the hope it’s all more than it seems
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
Sunday, January 08, 2012
2.250 : 1/8/06 : Millions
If one in a dozen are reachable
if one in a hundred are reached
if the object of the game is millions millions
if we gotta jump off before this whale gets beached
it sounds like we got two point five
call half the cost of doing business
Guess we gotta convince them to cough up eight bucks each
the traditional method is to argue more is less
but I’ve got a devious devious plan
give twice as much charge half the price
crazy enough it probably won’t work
I’m not sure if I want to roll them dice
and it’s all still just a little fantasy
dreamed by one little rat in his one little pipe
and the race it’s still waiting for me
patiently dissolving all my hype
What is the song of the day?
if one in a hundred are reached
if the object of the game is millions millions
if we gotta jump off before this whale gets beached
it sounds like we got two point five
call half the cost of doing business
Guess we gotta convince them to cough up eight bucks each
the traditional method is to argue more is less
but I’ve got a devious devious plan
give twice as much charge half the price
crazy enough it probably won’t work
I’m not sure if I want to roll them dice
and it’s all still just a little fantasy
dreamed by one little rat in his one little pipe
and the race it’s still waiting for me
patiently dissolving all my hype
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
Saturday, January 07, 2012
2.249 : 1/7/06 : No More Shortcuts
No more shortcuts; they always take longer anyway
look at all the months it took to catch up with today
now wear your determined face and say never again
nor more failure no more lapses no more falling no more pain
But most of all no more shortcuts to the prize
If only I could stop them dancing right before my eyes
Sugar plums of pocket monstrosities or maybe
the album the t-shirt the novel ain’t it all so cliché baby
money money money the short cut uber alles
why we play the lottery pray the label will call us
I hate hate writing about writing
I hate talking ‘bout the industry
I don’t know the first thing about it
I should be happy that I’m free
I should be doing something constructive
Poison moment fills me with invective
nothing working out this morning
I think I got a dream side warning
but I ignored it as usual then guess what
went crashing down another shortcut
What is the song of the day?
look at all the months it took to catch up with today
now wear your determined face and say never again
nor more failure no more lapses no more falling no more pain
But most of all no more shortcuts to the prize
If only I could stop them dancing right before my eyes
Sugar plums of pocket monstrosities or maybe
the album the t-shirt the novel ain’t it all so cliché baby
money money money the short cut uber alles
why we play the lottery pray the label will call us
I hate hate writing about writing
I hate talking ‘bout the industry
I don’t know the first thing about it
I should be happy that I’m free
I should be doing something constructive
Poison moment fills me with invective
nothing working out this morning
I think I got a dream side warning
but I ignored it as usual then guess what
went crashing down another shortcut
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
Friday, January 06, 2012
2.248 : 1/6/06 : Portrait of a Sailboat
Fifty minutes in
the rising act begins
but everything is set out
on the plate I needn’t
really have to wait
it through to see
the chase the hunt
the romance
the final contest
if it had to get cut short
now just might be best
I hear the dissent choir
already begun
at my portrait of a sailboat
at my cliché of a setting sun
at a paean to technology
Oh it always plays so well
just a minor lapse into style
at the center remains the tale you tell
What is the song of the day?
the rising act begins
but everything is set out
on the plate I needn’t
really have to wait
it through to see
the chase the hunt
the romance
the final contest
if it had to get cut short
now just might be best
I hear the dissent choir
already begun
at my portrait of a sailboat
at my cliché of a setting sun
at a paean to technology
Oh it always plays so well
just a minor lapse into style
at the center remains the tale you tell
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
Thursday, January 05, 2012
2.247 : 1/5/06 : Short Cuts
Got no finesse got no style
I just bulled through mile after mile
I finally had to admit to myself
what I was really always into was shortcuts
Stop a second and
ask yourself what it really was
you wanted
while the rest talked loud
Put the dog and pony show on
and fronted
No more shortcuts
we’re taking the long way around
no more pauses
until we run this thing aground
and find out if what it takes
will take a penny or a pound
What is the song of the day?
I just bulled through mile after mile
I finally had to admit to myself
what I was really always into was shortcuts
Stop a second and
ask yourself what it really was
you wanted
while the rest talked loud
Put the dog and pony show on
and fronted
No more shortcuts
we’re taking the long way around
no more pauses
until we run this thing aground
and find out if what it takes
will take a penny or a pound
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
Wednesday, January 04, 2012
Stats
For the most part looking at the artists stats on my Bandcamp account isn't very, ah, encouraging. Not a lot of traffic. Not that I'm expecting or actively courting much but still, human nature, you know. Despite myself I'd like an audience, I guess. I just saw an old (early 90s) thing from public television about Bill Holm in which he talked about deciding that as a writer he wanted an audience and since he was in America he consequently started writing prose because Americans didn't really read poetry. Hmmm.
Anyway. My favorite thing on the stats are the referrals, when someone surfs into it, however briefly, from somewhere unexpected. So it was very exciting to see today that somebody had stumbled into some of my 90s-era experimental sample wack-ness by following results (upper middish on the second page) from their attempt to search google for "another term for the middle of nowhere". Hope that helped, random searcher! Heh.
What is the song of the day?
Anyway. My favorite thing on the stats are the referrals, when someone surfs into it, however briefly, from somewhere unexpected. So it was very exciting to see today that somebody had stumbled into some of my 90s-era experimental sample wack-ness by following results (upper middish on the second page) from their attempt to search google for "another term for the middle of nowhere". Hope that helped, random searcher! Heh.
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
2.246 : 1/4/06 : Ruin
What’d you do? Wake up this morning
and say I’m gonna ruin a man’s life
filthy diamond of desire
root of evil source of strife
Just the simple steps to one thought
what have you been spending your time on
look behind look back
the moment’s gone
what did you do when you
woke up this morning
did you take a hair of the dog
and which rules were suborning
While the rest follow that
funky red herring trail
this hound is hot on
the real new taste’s tail
What is the song of the day?
and say I’m gonna ruin a man’s life
filthy diamond of desire
root of evil source of strife
Just the simple steps to one thought
what have you been spending your time on
look behind look back
the moment’s gone
what did you do when you
woke up this morning
did you take a hair of the dog
and which rules were suborning
While the rest follow that
funky red herring trail
this hound is hot on
the real new taste’s tail
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
Tuesday, January 03, 2012
2.245 : 1/3/06 : Read it and Weep
Monday, January 02, 2012
2.244 : 1/2/06 : Together/Forever
2,434 : 11 ?Something that nothing can separate
Something indivisible
might by necessity seem all remote
might by design be invisible
I’d be the first to admit it if asked
it isn’t much of a plan
lit up in front of a lit up box
listening in on the little man
listening hoping to catch a dim whisper
of something that could be together, forever
fit to entice up the new paradigm
the fulcrum for this mighty lever
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
Sunday, January 01, 2012
2.243 : 1/1/06 : Money
I’ll spare you the suspense of reading ahead
the hero ended up feeling better off than dead
and the whole thing just moved along like money
there were accounts to close prices to pay
I’ll settle it with cash I say
It’s gonna be a hell of a ride I promise honey
at half past one I bowed to defeat
looking down sadly at my bronze clay feet
the fall inevitable the nature I decline
I swear I’ll own it make it mine
But that is not today today I strike the harp
And wrap a hella long way track
the way forward a long way longer than back
and the lesson of tomorrow I fear will be sharp
What is the song of the day?
the hero ended up feeling better off than dead
and the whole thing just moved along like money
there were accounts to close prices to pay
I’ll settle it with cash I say
It’s gonna be a hell of a ride I promise honey
at half past one I bowed to defeat
looking down sadly at my bronze clay feet
the fall inevitable the nature I decline
I swear I’ll own it make it mine
But that is not today today I strike the harp
And wrap a hella long way track
the way forward a long way longer than back
and the lesson of tomorrow I fear will be sharp
What is the song of the day?
Support the song of the day
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