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Chip Chip
03:58
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Everyday I chip away at b-locks my heart and sing
Everyday I chip away at b-locks my heart…
Everyday I chip away at b-locks my heart and sing
Everyday I chip away at b-locks my heart…
I chip chip, I chip chip away…
I chip chip, I chip chip everyday
May I be of use
To you, Love.
May I be of use to you, Love.
Everyday I chip away at b-locks my heart and sing
Everyday I chip away at b-locks my heart…
Everyday I chip away at b-locks my heart and sing
Everyday I chip away at b-locks my heart…
I chip by chirping, I chip by humming, I chip by warbling
A tune to the divine, yeah..
May I
be of
use to
you, Love.
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When I was a child
I believed that at any given moment
I could fall off the face of the earth
and be up for grabs.
Gravity could just decide to give me away.
And I believed that my grandfather,
Who I had only ever seen in pictures,
He lived in heaven.
With his sad eyes and
His easy smile
He sat on the puffy clouds of heaven,
And although I couldn’t see him,
I felt certain he returned the wave I sent from the open window of my mother’s car.
If gravity were to give me away to the
Frightening Expanse of Infinity,
I felt certain that my grandfather would catch me
and let me live with him in heaven.
Now, I am older than a child and younger than a crone,
And I believe different things.
I believe that in our simple and dignified humanness
There is freedom.
And now, in every cloud I see
A brooding lover, an undulating river of sadness,
A line of wispy legged chorus girls,
A bear, and anvil a cat.
Each face I see an intimate of my imagination.
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Little Bird
04:37
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LITTLE BIRD
Deep glow of gold around
the round of your face.
Day settles down
in the curls
of your hair
as night snugs.
I tuck you in,
my little bird.
As tender as you are,
there is no way
to keep you from the hurts
of the world.
As it moves/turns around us,
my heart will always hold you close.
On bright wings, little bird,
you will soar far.
It’s my love that’ll show you how to fly, child…
so you can soar child.
So you can shine bright.
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Gazebo Blues
04:21
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Waiting for the water to boil,
Praying for the coffee to drip.
I’m waiting for the water to boil,
Praying for the coffee to drip.
I am going out of my mind.
You’re the cause of it.
What shall I do today?
Where will I go?
What shall I do today?
Where will I go?
You just left my house this morning
And already my loneliness is starting to show
“Meet me by the gazebo!”
That’s all you need to say.
In a minute, day, hour, or year
Baby, I am already on my way!
This just might break me,
‘Cause you know I hate to wait.
I keep waking up too early
Worrying that you made your get away.
I’m going out of my mind
because I miss you so bad.
I’m going out of my mind
‘cause I miss you so bad.
I’ll try to hoe a long row
And slap a smile on my face.
I’ll hoe a long row
And slap a smile on my face.
But my smile won’t mean a thing
‘Til you come ‘liven up my place.
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Dusty Room
06:27
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There was a time
when you were there
helplessly finding your way around
throughout the day and night
an empty shelf of grief and tears ...
until you left this dusty room
A letter box.
Pictures from home
sweeping the thoughts of your past away
reminiscing through the days
of jolly restless youth
until I leave this dusty room
Slipping in the present time.
Rays of sunlight on the window sill.
Now i see all,
in this room
dusty room
I can leave soon
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Big Chief
03:03
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Vaak First
03:40
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I walked upright and thought
Before the idea of Eden spread it’s foliage and flowered into word.
I named the word. My hinged jaw swung open.
Sonic air rolled across my tongue
I swelled the human heart beat with breath,
I dreamed the drum when dawns were dumb and
Not even wheeling ibises had heard of song!
I stretched my skin across the Void
That issues suns, and supernova planets and galaxies
Fierce hawk-headed ebon skinned deities were conceived in my pregnant pulse.
I birthed the pyramids, raised them from the sands of the earth
I conjured magic from the stardust the swirls into solid spheres.
I cast these spheres against the swarth sky and the shattered into constellations, spangled the heavens with myth with mystery
I am the revelation
I surfaced and strode atop the earth
My name is creation
I. am. first.
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