Trinity
hear us call you into existence
we have words that need your audience
give us wisdom, make us liable
even for the things so terrible
show us heaven where it is, on earth
our perspective in the universe
all these things we often ask of you
we've had without ever having to......
Washed Away
the world before our eyes
a thin reality
can we make them see
before it withers?
the image in my mind
a fading melody
chaotic reverie
I shake and shiver
so let us make our future's history
before it's lost and starts to rain
we can live inside all memory
if we can see through all the pain
-before it's washed away
can we look to the past
because of where we are?
or map it on the stars
for divination?
just laugh and pour the wine
and paint and dance and sing
the changes we can bring
may let the sun in
so let us make our future's history
before it's lost and starts to rain
we can live inside all memory
if we can see through all the pain
-before it's washed away
Hymnal
This time I hear you
Call me, my lord
These words are spoken
To bring you here.
Brighten these shadows
So I can see
Shining your lantern
To lead the way
Give me the power
Lend me the strength
To spread this light
Through these dark days
Love is the answer
Hope is the path
Freedom from blackness
Our soul's liberty
Blame
The things we say the way we do
so often end up misconstrued
our actions leave our thoughts betrayed
perceptions fail the words we say
Instead of searching for the blame
can we be different and the same?
hurts not all that we should feel
if everything is going to heal
My Turn
Every time they turn their eyes to me
I try to hold the truths they seek
but every time I try to shield myself
I seem to find that I'm too weak
so I'm waiting 'till it's my turn.
Every time I ask the world to wake
every one just goes to sleep
and when the others turn their gaze from me
I only wonder do they weep?
but I'm waiting 'til it's my turn.
What I say to you in confidence
will you spread to all you see?
when all the things that have significance
serve to only feed ennui
then I'll wait until it's my turn.
I devote myself to be myself
to fufill to do my will
if you decide to turn away from me
you will find I hold there still
where I'm waiting 'til it's my turn.
In Time
In time, I've come to understand
the kind of power in our hands
In space, and where I look I find
the things we control with our own minds
OM BODDISATTVA DE OM
This place, of which we like to complain
we have created all the same
and this skin we placed ourselves in
to deny recollection of all we have been
OM BODDISATTVA DE OM
Disbelief
We are the weavers of the web
We are the web
We weave the world
vishnu hare hare kali ma
om hare ma
kali ramadan
We write the words which we believe
Then plant the seeds
Of disbelief
Jesu Christe Mary Tao Buddah
Allah de dah
Allah de dah
I've got it bad
I'm on the ground
and it's hard to make a sound
by the way I'm bound
from that time you pushed me down
don't fuck around
I can see what you're all about and you're not allowed
to put me underground
I've got it bad
and it's the best I ever had
you can't make me mad
this time I understand so stay your hand
it will never end the way you planned
and I know it's canned
will not bow to your demands
In Spite of Me
Aye, I can sense
and I can see
these illusions crumble
in my perhiphery
and if you
choose to live
vicariously
then I'll just let you be
.......In spite of me
Each time I'm pushed
to this place I now stand
and it makes me reluctant
to just lend a hand
I feel
I'm indulging
some repressed fantasy
but I always let myself go
........In spite of me
Moving forward while looking back
this time let's open up our minds and who we find could be ourselves
and if we recognize the lies the ties that bind us simply melt
maybe the answers that we seek really are closer than we think
a look inside with our own eyes is realized within a blink
moving forward, while looking back
how can we be moving forward if we're looking back?
If we deny the things inside we try to hide or cause us fear
you can believe that we'll succeed in only drawing these things near
we can't transcend if we pretend that which we run from isn't real
then false sincerity can only be a mask for how we feel
moving forward, while looking back
how can we be moving forward if we're looking back?
Sea
Don't regret, don't waste away
do your will, don't be a slave
all we have is all we know
be yourself, don't lose your throw
as we move through circumstance
there's no need to leave to chance
all we want and all we do
is here for us to pick and choose
In a sea made of air
on a ship made of words
as we sail without cares
and all the fear in the world
If we walk with arrogance
we will meet indifference
use your heart and lose your mind
play your part - the path you find
Life is short and space so vast
and if our race is meant to last
we must reach beyond the plausible
to make our dreams believeable
In a sea made of air
On a ship made of words
As we sail without cares
and all the fear in the world
Fifty Types of Rain
Do you remember long ago?
when sheets of rain would help us grow
we'd stay our after it got dark
just chasing rainbows in the park
we'd steal away when we weren't allowed
to lay on the grass and watch the clouds
when nimbus, cirrus, and cumulous
formed faces, shapes and animus
They say there's fifty types of rain
I hope I never see the sun again
Do you remember city lights?
slick in the street on rainy nights
drenched beyond our clothes and hair
catching cold but not a care
our obligations melt away
with each passing rainy day
the showers pour over the stain
let it wash down the storm drain
They say there's fifty types of rain
I hope we never see the sun again
They warn you not to stand by trees
but I heard lightning sets you free
our bodies half of water, see
the other electricity
so we set out in the storm
with the plan that we had formed
catch the lightning, climb it high
ascend beyond the clouds and sky
They say there's fifty types of rain
I'm glad we'll never see the sun again
Worlds
The future lies in front of me
but lies are all that I can see
words are now a loaded gun
I hate the way that it's become
I never cared to come in first
but here we are, so do your worst
I'm making all the rules this day
here in this game I'm forced to play
The truth we hold shall be our own,
the worlds we make will stand alone.
There's nothing else to hold me back
besides the strength of your attack
so now I make myself immune
here I learn to heal the wounds
now I've learned this lesson well
so I will bid to thee farewell
The truth we hold shall be our own,
the worlds we make will stand alone.
A finger pointing at the moon
an endless stream of broken riddles
forever sailed by ships of fools
all those who search the depths for dharma
leave it behind in shallow pools
a finger pointing at the moon
a hand which grains of sand fall through
each boundless volume doused in dogma
is a train of thought on a child's track
and paper turns to dust in time
the spoils of those religion wrought
a finger pointing at the moon
a hand which grains of sand fall through
Running
no matter how we try to change
so many things just stay the same
another face, a different place
but always giving up the chase
now I'm running
don't turn away
keep the pace with me
We're running
but not running away
catch the fleeting dream
others try to slow us down
but we're not planted in the ground
look to each other for our strength
and rise above the things that hate
now I'm running
don't turn away
keep the pace with me
we're running
but not running away
catch the fleeting dream
Drink me
breathe,
cup of wine,
morning star,
creeping vine.
rising sun,
falling tide,
raging sea.
glass,
clouded veil,
ice of blue,
billowed sail.
broken watch,
shrouded eyes,
skyward gaze.
rain falls down in droves,
birds rise up in flocks.
wolves that hunt in packs.
hands
reaching down -
to the ground.
wind,
hallowed ground,
golden wings,
empty sound.
frozen lake,
trail of smoke,
reign of blows.
drink,
sin of man,
wailing wall,
sleight of hand.
wooden cross,
rusted nail,
twisted root.
rain falls down in droves,
birds rise up in flocks.
wolves that hunt in packs.
hands
reaching down -
to the ground.
Earth and Sky
hands in the ground
adrift in the sea
head in the sky
fire in our belly
in our darkest pit
a lantern burns true
through our brightest days
the night still remains
the stars will be shining on
for years after we are gone
from ashes our flesh is made
as ashes in ground we lay
WE ARE THE EARTH AND SKY
FUNDAMENTAL AS BROTHER, SISTER
THIS IS WHY ANGELS DIE
DISSILUSION WILL BRING ISOLATION AGAIN
we all are the hawk
we are the bird's prey
we all are the shepherd
though we each are his sheep
on this sacred ground
we are the seed
within us the flower
throughout us the weeds
the stars will be shining on
for years after we are gone
from ashes our flesh is made
as ashes in ground we lay
WE ARE THE EARTH AND SKY
FUNDAMENTAL AS BROTHER, SISTER
THIS IS WHY ANGELS DIE
DISSILUSION WILL BRING ISOLATION AGAIN
Pulsing/Spinning
pulsing, pulsing
your heart keeping time
bringing blood to your brain
bringing meter to rhyme
pulsing, pulsing
the waves crash on shore
bringing life to the land
turning land into sea
spinning, spinning
the earth turns around
making seasons that change
holding life to the ground
spinning, spinning
we circle the sun
keeping us warm and safe
making hearts keeping time
