THE CITY SINGS
As she falls asleep, the city sings
The night descends and lets me in
I can feel her breathing in
The heartbeat in her chest
She lifts me up above my body
I slip into the sea
There is no separation here
One breath holds eternity
My body mixes with the night
Tonight the sky's cracked open wide
There's nothing that exists inside
Except what's passing through
Reaching for the open night
Where I can't see the other side
Where my city meets the sea
The world has turned to blue
Her broken heart, it lets me in
I hear it in the way she sings
Never could I lie to her
She's always seen right through
Lonely creatures haunt the night
Lives pass by in window light
There's nothing that exists outside
Everything shines through
She's my city by the sea
When it's dark she sings to me
Through my broken heart she sees
Where everything gets through.
FLOWERS AT THE END
My feet, they are betraying me
I've fallen where I stand
Of my words, I've no command
I have no expectations
Only hopes and dreams I follow
The days are drawing to an end
And of this time, I dream
I have seen the rising sea
And the fires that will be
The end of everything
All the falling empires
Are crumbling into sand
There's no statues left to stand
What reaches for the sun now
Are only flowers
I'll sleep under the apple trees
And finally get some rest
I will come to find myself
And like a bird in spring
I'll find tomorrow
I'm ready to go under now
To dive under the waves
To cast myself away
Where the water goes
I'll let it take me
I'm ready to go underground
And start out as a seed
Life is like a dream
What feels most like the end
Is the beginning.
THIS ROAD IS MEANT FOR DREAMING
The future lit by firelight
Dances across my walls
The shadows growing tall
I have no place to be
Nowhere I'm headed
The shadows being cast
Come from things that I don't see
They circle around me
Like a pebble dropped
Into the seas of dreaming
I've nothing in my hands to hold
I'm out here on my own
I've stared into the sun
And chased the end of night
Into tomorrow
I have a dog that follows me
He's baying at the moon
It's never looked so blue
The road that we walk on
Is meant for dreaming
I find it hard to worry now
That all my fears came true
The moon, it looks so blue
The only faith I have
Is in tomorrow
Blackbirds gather in the sky
To mark the lonely road
They sing out as I go
Far away from heaven
I have stumbled
Fish are leaping from the sea
And flopping on the sand
I keep nothing in my hands
The road that I walk on
Is meant for dreaming.
I’M IN THE MOUNTAINS NOW
Have you heard about the light above the water
You can see it in the north country all the way south down to Florida
I used to draw it when I was younger
Orange flowers, yellow sun
The sky blue like the water
I'm in the mountains now
But by the sea, my body grows
Like the ocean, it holds all the weight of the world
It is there that I don't grow old
I remember the flowers, yellow and orange
Bursts of sun in my mother's garden
I squinted my eyes, the sky was so bright
In my blue dress, I watched how she picked them
Under the green umbrella, we held giant sunflowers
In the summertime, in my bare feet
My grandfather's hands, the sun shining down
I watched how he picked out the seeds
My mother told me stories
Of holes opening up in the sand
She could see other worlds that were different than ours
It seems like I dreamed them, she said
I'm in the mountains now
But a light shines on the sea
Photographs hold all the bursts from the sun
Shining on my childhood, just like a dream.
BUSTED STUFF
By the end of October, my heart had cracked open
And under my feet, the earth was gone
I have always bent toward madness
Like a butterfly being dizzied by the sun
Watching my feet, I approach the distance
To the edge where the light pours in
God, he left me standing there
Not knowing how it ends
Townes Van Zandt sings like an angel
His voice sounds like the rain
They took away his memories
Running electricity through his brain
I listen to his sad songs
Whenever I can't cry
The dead leaves, they are falling down
I hear the train go by
Someday I might get on it
With the summer in my eyes
I'll go to where the orange trees grow
And I will feel alive
The beauty of a broken heart
Is that it knows the sun
It skips just like a record does
Scratched and worn and loved
Townes said, his songs, they weren't sad
He thought of them as hopeless
Like being caught inside a fog
Overtaken by the ocean
When I hear him sing
I always think of the Pacific
Of a golden shoreline far away
Where everything is different
They say God sees a broken heart
Like the stars shine in the sky
Busted stuff, all opened up
Shimmering gold and red and white.
THE BLUE PLANET SPINS
She watches the lights of the fishing boats
At night on the beach at the end of the world
She knows the ghosts that haunt this town
They step from the waves
When the moon's shining down
Her friends are all skeletons
Her heroes, all ghosts
She imagines the lights on a faraway coast
The sky swirls around her, electrically charged
Two points of light connect in the dark
She looks back in time when she closes her eyes
Dark stars are born outside of the light
Time barrels toward her
The blue planet spins
Time barrels toward her
An old wind blows in
Crows pick the wrack line for shiny things
At the edge of the light
The blue planet spins
Torn out from space
And hurled toward the shore
Piled at her feet at the end of the world
Momentum is building from forces unseen
One circle closes, another begins
The future collects at the edge of the light
She opens her window
To let in the night
She presses her forehead against the glass
Something's out there looking back
She opens her hand to pull it back in
At the edge of the light
The blue planet spins.
DRAGON MADE THE MOUNTAINS
In the breakers town where I come from
The old ones tell a story
Of a dragon caught inside a storm
Whose fight carved out the mountains
It's here that there are other worlds
That open at the edges
The dragon circling underneath
Thrashing through the ages
My finger runs along the edge
Of where the light gets in
Where the mountains meet the sea
The veil is always thin
I've seen the light of other worlds
Breaking through the clouds
I've seen the light of other worlds
Flicker and go out
Down inside the trenches
The dragon comes awake
A new world, it is being born
The mountains break away
As I enter through the door
It seals up tight behind me
On the other side of things
Only the light will find me
The vulture stands beside me
The earth has opened up
On the other side of things
The dragon eats the sun
Once, the world was water
Once, the world was black
Consciousness was just a breath
Light was just a crack
In his breath, he holds the sun
The water-breathing dragon
Where the mountains meet the sea
Another door has opened.
THE UNMASTERED WORLD
I hear it in the air tonight
Something out there calls
To cross the darkened sea tonight
From the ordinary world
All the leaves have fallen down
The sun is going underground
The sky, it has that far off pink
That only autumn brings
All these years of shallow breath
Have twisted tight around my neck
I walk along the winding path
Not knowing where it ends
Something crawled out of the water
And laid upon the shore
The air grew heavy with its breath
From beyond the fog, it called
To embark across the darkness
Into the great unknown
To cross over the threshold
Into the setting sun
So far, I've gone, away from shore
Bound for the unmastered world
No one was there to see me go
Into the night, I went alone
Before, the world was beautiful
I could feel it in my bones
The bluebirds gathered in the east
And circled around the sun
A fire filled my beating heart
Before the world turned blue
God, let it flow like water now
So I can swim right through
Now, the world is water
Now, the world is black
Consciousness is just a breath
Light is just a crack
The ones at home, they pray for me
Not knowing where I've gone
They light candles for the holy dove
For land, she searched alone
It's been so many years
Since the sun has touched my skin
But out here on the water
There's a light that shines within
Someday I know I will return
To the ordinary world
I will fall upon the shore, and smile
And feel the earth again
My heart will shine with brightest light
Like summer sun, like wildfire
For in the deepest pit of night
I've seen the light break through
With sacred fire, I'll return
From the cave, the pit, the underworld
From the belly of the great white whale
I'll crawl my way to shore
My story, like the fire, burns
When I am lost, and the light is gone
I dig down deep to pull it up
And hold it to the sun.
THE SHELTERING TREE
Green is the color I hold in my heart
The little white dove flies fast in the dark
Around the old oak, I wrap ribbon that's green
Planted by my grandfather as the sheltering tree
The oldest oak to stand on the earth
Grew deep in the heart of an evergreen forest
To hold itself down, its roots ran for miles
Wrapped around one another, endlessly entwined
The wind's picking up, I hear a voice call
To go underground, deep into the dark
Little white flowers tremble beneath
Growing up from the roots of the sheltering tree
Where the road turns is where I look up
I sing from my heart, the sky is my song
You speak in green when the spring is still new
I am the storm where the gold sun slips through
There's a hole that I found that goes into my chest
Deep underground, even under my breath
Now that it's opened, I follow it down
I hear my heart beating in the underground
Every great thing that has since come to be
Has grown from the roots of the sheltering tree
The blue and the green, endlessly entwined
From the most broken heart, shines the brightest green light
When you are lost, just take my hand
The little white dove flies on searching for land
When she surrenders, she is not giving up
She simply remembers the beat of her heart
When I was young, I had these dreams
Of the black, churning sea devouring me
When the road falls dark, and you've lost your song
I'll reach out my hand for you to hold on
I'll always be there to follow you down
Our hearts are like roots, entwined underground
If you find yourself lost, just call out to me
When you are the blue, I'll be the green
No matter how far, no matter how long
No matter the sorrows or storms that may come
I'll reach out my hand when you're down in the flood
You'll know that it's me by the color of my heart.
MY FATHER & THE WAR
No one ever asked me
About my father and the war
I heard them call it Vietnam
I saw his shrapnel scar
I watched him smoke his cigarettes
And read his history books
I watched him get pulled back each time
I entered the room
He left from San Francisco
Like my grandfather before
To cross the wild Pacific
To a stranger's foreign shore
"Monday, Monday" played that winter
On the radio
When springtime came in Tay Ninh
It was the bloodiest month of the war
The sky was lit on fire
In that place called Vietnam
And in the screaming jungle
Rolling hell raged on and on
I wished that I had hands to hold
The things he carried back
I wished my love could mend his wounds
And bring the pieces back
He said he wonders who he is
And just how many are there
His white hair grows down past his shoulders
An old man looks back in the mirror
On a summer day, we paddled across
The lake at Root Beer Falls
Sheep's laurel bloomed in Batsto Village
White sand soaked up the red water
The water was a liminal place
A place we could go in between
Cuckoos called from the chestnut oaks
Watersnakes warmed themselves on dry leaves
It took us half the day
To paddle out and back
Nothing else existed
Outside those hours on the raft
Soft clouds looked on from above
Heaven and hell, under just one sun
He need not wonder who he was
And in those moments, he was home
When Aztec soldiers went to war
They took a different name
Should they live, should they return
They would put it down again
He thinks about it often
As if no time has passed him
Some wounds are just too deep to heal
And no one can imagine
When the sky went up in fire
And the palm trees turned to black
When the mortar rounds pounded in his chest
And rolling hell came racing back
He flew back over the wild Pacific
Like my grandfather before
Touching ground in San Francisco
On a stranger's foreign shore
Someone once described war
As a weight that you can't carry back
As a still moment deep in the jungle
When a bear and a tiger cross paths
In a different world than ours
Under a different sun
We'd understand what we asked of them
We'd understand what war is
Soft clouds looked on from above
Heaven and hell, under just one sun
He need not wonder who he was
And in those moments, he was home.
LITTLE WHITE FLOWERS IN THE BOTTOMLESS CANYON
The country I come from burns white like the summer
White birds fly over the dark myrtle water
A ship wrecked in the springtime where I was born
Things come and go where the veil is thin-worn
A sinkhole opened that drowned the whole world
Down in the trenches, scarlet petals unfurl
In the belly of the ocean, my eyes have come open
I swim to the bottom, my lungs moving water
I walk in the bloodline of thunder and fog
Fast-moving lightning burns bright in my heart
Electric and pink like a wild summer storm
I hold in the light that could blind the whole world
The people I come from bleed blue like the ocean
We had silver fins, but through the ages we lost them
We call in the storms, our eyes move the water
At the edge of the world, the white birds have gathered
I sit by the sea, and like so many dreams
The arms of the ocean reach out for me
They hold me close until I can't breath
My gills have come open in the belly of the sea
The light that we come from cannot be imagined
Little white flowers in the bottomless canyon
Suspended in the age of tangled dreaming
Holding our breath for our eyes to come open
So many times, I have been born
Where the ocean is wide the veil is thin-worn
The arms of the ocean reach out for me
Pulling me under, delivering me
Down in the canyon, my eyes have come open
At the center of the world, a red lotus blossoms
I swim to the bottom, my lungs move the water
'Neath the white diamond sky, I am born from the sea.
BLUE HEAVEN CALLS ME BACK AGAIN
I've got the sun in my eyes and the night in my heart
I am still waiting, still searching for God
I have this sad song, I can't put it down
Blue notes from heaven fall from my mouth
On the coast where waves of pity roar
We dance inside the moonlit fog
Our boats commanded away from shore
Waiting for the landslide, the mountains to fall
Crushed under the foot of God
I wait in vain for the song to come out
Blue notes stuck inside my throat
The sky can't see to pull them out
My anchor drags me to the sea
Wrapped around my tired feet
White quills push up from my skin
Blue heaven calls me back again
The earth has clipped our golden wings
We live to grow them back again
We find blue music on the wind
And follow it to shore
Waiting for our wings to grow
Where tidal waves of pity roar
We travel far enough from shore
With the white birds flying east
I breath in the tired fog
Crushed under the foot of God
Soft white feathers grow out from my heart
Touched by the sun and brushed by the dark.
THE WOMAN WHO GROWS THE NEW WORLD
What can be said of the woman
The one who can grow the new world
By her touch, the moonflowers blossom
Her song calls the little blue birds
When I think of my mother
The golden sun shines in my eyes
Marigolds and orange blossoms
A love, so bright and alive
She dances with the spirits
On the beach, in the night, in the fog
She believes in magic
In saints and in ghosts and in gods
To the moon, she offers her worries
Her voice guides the golden sun west
In my mother's garden
The orb weaver spins her gold web
Her love is as big as the ocean
Her sorrow, so deep and so wild
She can hear Saint Theresa
Singing at night when she cries
My mother contains every color
She sees points of indigo light
She knows there is something that guides her
Through the storm, through the fog, through the night
We stand upon the yellow beach
I hold my mother's hand
Golden relics begin to surface
Unearthed where the waves hit the sand
At night, we walked on the seashore
Jellyfish luminesced blue-green light
My heart came alive with the colors
Her eyes shined with indigo light
My mother burns orange like the sunrise
But her heart shines a brilliant blue
Her love is as big as the ocean
Her sorrow, so wild and so blue
I believe in magic
In saints and in ghosts and in gods
I close my eyes and see colors
Blue for patience and green for love
We stand where two worlds come together
Where darkness meets with light
On this path, we walk together
Collecting blue pieces of light.
WE WHO HAVE CRASHED, WE WHO CAN FLY
I'll see you again out in the canyons
The dusty gray earth, dreamscapes of moon landings
We'll capture the light of the falling stars
When I close our eyes, you will never be far
The world will shrink down into one point of light
We'll open our wings and sail through the night
All of the roads will lead to one spot
We'll shake loose our heads, and fall into our hearts
Where we fall, we will take our stand
The bottom will open in the canyon lands
In the white burning desert where the red hoodoos stand
Points of gold light will push up from the sand
We'll dance on the spider's web, and not have a thought
We'll know there is magic still left in this world
The white buffalo, from red earth, will be born
The pink desert rose will bloom from gray stone
Soon we'll remember just who we are
Bright points of light on the dusty gray earth
We who have crashed, we who can fly
The people of the sun with the night in their eyes.
I AM JUST THE WILDEST BIRD TO FLY THE SAFFRON SKY
Footprints disappear up here
Where asphalt meets dream land
Like the surface of the moon
Saffron sky and opal sand
I drift off to other worlds
At night when I'm asleep
At night, I get my golden wings
My soul, no cage to keep
I am just a little bird
Still learning how to fly
I shake the dust off from my wings
And look up to the sky
I am just the wildest bird
To fly the saffron sky
I come from where the music's made
From the faintest, farthest light
In the catacombs of dreams
Where footprints disappear
I will sing my golden song
For the sleeping world to hear
Never will I be so far again
From where I'm from
This life, I know, is beautiful
But I will not return
I am just a wild bird
Tumbled by the storm
Gray stone turns to opal white
Where the rock gets worn
Raindrops fall across the sun
And I begin to fly
I think back to where I'm from
The rainbow fills my eyes
I am just a tired bird
Who has never flown so high
Singing on the dusty earth
Waiting for the night to fly.
WALKERS OF THE DREAM
We who come from wild blood
We who ride the storm
Our footprints in the ash and mud
Wildflowers with sharp thorns
We who shake the weather loose
And ride against the wind
The surface dwellers of the earth
The old ones, born again
Our eyes, the colors of the earth
Our blood, electrified
The lightning strikes our wild hearts
We cry out to the sky
We speak to the farthest stars
To the old ones, far away
Every time the rain comes down
Our footprints wash away
When the wild raven
Is kept inside a cage
There's a freedom that's inside her
That exists anyway
She still sings her wild song
Across the blackest night
She can make her own joy
She captures her own light
We, the walkers of the dream
Drawn by a foreign hand
Our ways, so wild; our hearts, so blue
Strangers to this land
The surface dwellers of the earth
The ones that time can't keep
Every time the thunder rolls
We startle from our sleep.
THE FAR SIDE OF THE SUN
Are you lost in worry
Are you awake across the sea
When the waves are crashing down
I hear the ocean breath
The full moon's riding high tonight
It's keeping me awake
Tossed inside the sea of dreams
My body, washed away
I shot my arrow blindly
To the far side of the sun
The yellow snake, I find her there
My lifeline to the sun
Her skin is warm, her body long
She goes for miles and miles
Her golden skin shines with the sun
Her tongue forks, splicing time
The water's ghostly still tonight
The sea holds in her breath
The moon, she's cloaked her golden skin
With gray dust and worm's web
I shot my arrow blindly
To the far side of the sun
It stuck inside the dirt out there
I dreamt the earth was gone
I go back and forth from there
I move inside the sun
I connect the golden threads
Lifelines waiting to be born
Are you falling through the sky
Are you tumbling just like me
Does the moonlight make you blind
Can you hear the ocean breath
The things I've seen, and what I've dreamed
Few souls would fast believe
The road grows thin like spider's web
It binds my hands and feet
Time is branching out again
The silk worm weaves her web
The yellow snake, upon her tongue
Creates the earth again
The lines are forking on my palm
I'm tumbling through the sky
The moon, she cloaks her golden skin
The snake opens her eyes.
MY SUMMER SONG IN WINTERTIME
Though my home I've not forgotten
I can't hold her in my arms
She's there inside my dreams at night
In my daydreams, and my thoughts
On the shortest days of winter
I remember summer streets
Buzzing with electricity
Kids out howling in the heat
If I had the strength to carry her
I'd never put her down
I'd float inside the nighttime sea
She'd tip her starry crown
Coyote calls the pale new moon
The ice holds still the bay
The laughing gulls call in the dusk
And I lie here awake
I can hear the killing moon
She's calling out to me
I wake up and I'm on the beach
Walking in my sleep
The winter sky is still tonight
The wind holds in her breath
I listen to the ocean breath
A song my heart has kept
Summer is a memory
Like a song, I let it play
Every time the moon is new
And I lie here awake
The world was just beginning
We caught heaven in the heat
On the boulevard, the cars rushing by
It felt like we were free
Capricorn is rising
Across the eastern sky
The night calls me to wander
An old song makes me cry
My island, she's so far tonight
The stars begin to fade
"Ol' 55" is playing
I listen to Tom Waits
He sings about the old days
The days of roses, long gone by
Every time I hear those songs
The ocean fills my eyes
She tips her starry crown tonight
The dark sea, and her charms
I listen to her breath tonight
My summer song in wintertime.