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Drink in the darkness
Then in the morning wake to sing
I’m only breathing
To soak in the sweetness that you bring
Your pursed lips blow
A perfect ‘O’
As you break your body
Like waves onto me
So take my finger
And trace it along your parts that glow
But satisfaction is something
I don’t guess I’ll ever know
And I don’t know
Where to go
And I don’t know
What it is that you’d have me to be
Barely walking
To carry yourself back home to sleep
It’s cold to let go
But colder the longer you try to keep
And don’t you know?
Your family ghosts
Won’t be tamed
Just by trailing your toes out to sea
Your toes out to sea
A coward this morning
Black after backing away
And no explanation
Could ever explain it away
But could your bones be so bright?
And would it all be all right
If you laid them tonight
With me, safe beside
The thing about lifetimes
Is sometimes you have to be cruel
It’s sad that it’s sad
But don’t let that dampen you
No, to live you must die
Yes and more than one time
You must kiss it goodbye
And then never go back to that life
Your arms can be magic
It all can be magic you know
You all ways can have it
But not like you wanted I know
There is only one way
It’s the onliest way
You must give it away
I mean give. It all. Away.
Your hands have fingers
And fingers are muscles
And muscles they pull
And, pulling they told you how
Someone once told me
We’d always be pulling it all
The sky tonight at sundown looked like god himself
Feeding diamonds to his horses made of gold
And the secret here you know is that I love you so
But I don’t want your heart to know
Well these darkened city sidewalks get so cold I know
When you’re walking and you’ve got no one at all
But I saw holes beside my feet and they’ve got lights beneath the street
So as not to stumble into darkness when we fall
I found that just behind the speakers you can hold the song
And then live inside there never all alone
Would you really call me home just to break my bones
Would you really not forgive me when I go
The sky tonight at sundown looked like god himself
Feeding diamonds to his horses made of gold
And the secret here you know is that I love you so
But I don’t want your heart to know
[Written by Sharon Vaughn]
The papers say
What the papers always say
But fail to say what for
We looks like bad men
We looks like marching men
We looks like men of war
I’m sitting here
Resting my bones
And that loneliness
Won’t leave me alone
It’s not right
It’s not right
It’s not right
You know
Ain’t we all just men?
All bones and skin?
All kids and the same stars too?
To go it this way
Seems a terrible waste
Whether greed, or god drives you
I’m just sitting here
Resting my bones
But that loneliness
It won’t leave me alone
It’s not right
It’s not right
It’s not right
You know
If the sound that gets made
With each going away
Were to lean on my knuckles to come
Then all the spinning about
The making moths in my mouth
Like a hymn from the heavens would hum
Babies sweet on the floor
Ever calling for more
Ever tasting their flight on their tongues
See them roll on the ground
With their bellies so round
Know they’re bound to keep rolling along
And Mrs. Juliette Low
Sings so pretty and slow
Singing, ‘Boy, ain’t you going so wrong?’
‘If your voice is to pray
And your legs is to stay
Then where you been going so long?’
But still the light likes to fade
At the end of each day
And it shines like a curtain of glass
Onto some state of grace
Where her movements take place
Ain’t we always so going so fast
In the chill of some gray afternoon
In the still, fading light of my room
I’ll be aching to say
Lover, don’t go away
And we won’t go away
I’ll be aching to say
Lover, don’t go away
And we will not
We will not go away