Showing posts with label human spiritual. Show all posts
Showing posts with label human spiritual. Show all posts

Tuesday, 28 August 2018

ring of stones

at the... 
end of the 
actual 
day

when the... 
moon pushes 
through the 
sky

we fold 
our bones
round a ring 
of stones

and talk 
across 
a fire

we talk 
across 
a fire

we wonder how - we will get through the snow
we wonder how - we will carry this load
we wonder how - we will build a new home
we wonder how - we will follow this road

oh, go on
we go on
we can do 
nothing else 
but go on

oh, go on
we go on
and we sing
while we walk
a walking song 

till the... 
end of the 
actual 
day

when the... 
moon pushes 
through the 
sky

we fold 
our bones
round a ring 
of stones

and talk 
across 
a fire

remember how - we would lie in the grass
remember how - we would play by the shore
remember how - we would watch the day pass
remember how - we wanted nothing more


[[ nomads, refugees, wanderers  ]]

Sunday, 18 March 2018

Devil in the Detail

[[ A blues song about the actualities of figuratively selling your soul. The devil is an empty belly. ]]

There was a man selling whisky.
There was a man selling cigarettes.
There was a man selling fast cars.
There was a man handing out regrets, handing out regrets.

And what did I have?

I had these fingers.
I had this voice.
I had this guitar.
I had no choice.

There was a girl from across the roadway.
There was a woman in a dark saloon.
There was a woman consumed my heart
Under the moon, under the moon, under the moon.

And what did I have?

I had these fingers.
I had this voice.
I had this guitar.
I had no choice.

The devil is an empty belly.
The devil is sleeping on the floor.
The devil is working enough to get by.
The devil is being poor.

And what did I have?

I had these fingers.
I had this voice.
I had this guitar.
I had no choice.

There's a devil at the crossroads,
at every intersection,
when you leave home forever behind.

And if you find a Jesus,
if you ever find a Jesus,
you will find him in your bread and wine.


Saturday, 24 February 2018

third rail talking

when you walk
underground
electric train
roars by so loud

your soft flesh  
and bones frail

when you walk
that dark tunnel
you cannot walk 
without peril

you will touch
the third rail

then it's the
third rail talking
it's the
third rail talking
from your mouth
third rail talking

touch the third rail
and the third rail
will loosen 
your tongue
will loosen 
all your tongues

that face 
you see in the dark?
swimming up 
out of the dark?

that voice 
you hear in the dark?

it's the
third rail talking
it's the
third rail talking
from your mouth
third rail talking

touch the third rail
and the third rail
will loosen 
your tongue
will loosen 
all your tongues

Saturday, 10 February 2018

fearsome blues

[[ still working on this ]]
[[ parenthetical bits are backup singers in gospel choir style ]] 

[[ this stanza is the core of the song ]]

Up in a cumulonimbus
Snug in the thunderstorm
God tosses bolts of lightning
Keeping his throwing arm warm
God is the updraft (lifting, lifting)
And we are (we are, we are...)
we are the downpour

[[ the rest is the rest ]]

God is the sunlight through honey
God is the moon on the bay
God is a firefly under a leaf
God is the Milky Way

God is the seven continents
God is the seven seas
God is the multiple mouths of the Nile
God is the Pleiades

[[ now we are small scale ]]

God is your hidden diary
And your anonymous call
God is your deathbed confession
God is a voodoo doll

[[ and growing bigger  ]]

God is a grilled cheese sandwich
God is your average weird
God is an excellent climbing tree
God is a trendy beard

God is the jism of -ism
God is the grist for the -ist
God is an anthropomorphism
God cannot really exist

[[ shift gears musically and raise the pressure ]]

God is your evolution
God is your ma and pa
He is a she if you want her to be
God wears a push-up bra

[[ and now we are in the human realm, big style ]]

God is the locomotive
God is the Golden Spike
God is the Suez and Panama
God is the turnpike

God is the spinning jenny
God is a spacewalk, live
One god is one too many
God is the Saturn V

[[ step into a swamp and sing like it  ]]

God is an alligator
God is a crocodile
God knows the difference between them
God knows it's in the smile




Thursday, 2 November 2017

two dirt roads

Let's take a walk: 
here was the church,  
here was the bridge, 
here was the tavern, 

as fine a road 
as you could walk
on any other day

Rest your head 
here in this meadow, 
each leaf and flower 
once was a soldier 

as fine a man 
as you could meet
on any other day

Come Judgment Day,   
how many souls
will stand up in this meadow
rise up into the air
and straight into the sun?

Come Judgment Day,
how many souls
will walk out of this river
rise up into the sky
and burn gold in the sun?

The names they call 
these places now
could never say
what happened here

Here in this place,
a crumbled church,
a broken bridge, 
a burning tavern, 

at the meeting 
of two dirt roads

as fine a road
as you could walk
on any other day

you might have met
your oldest friend
come the other way

at the meeting
of two dirt roads  


Come Judgment Day,   
how many souls
will stand up in this meadow
rise up into the air
and straight into the sun?

Come Judgment Day,
how many souls
will walk out of this river
rise up into the air
and burn gold in the sun?

Come Judgment Day,
how many souls
will stand and stare  
at the meeting of two dirt roads?
how many souls
will stand and stare
at the meeting of two dirt roads?

Monday, 18 September 2017

Five-and-Dime

Verse 1:
Here comes the river,
taking a new way,
way she never took before.
Old mother river
looks in my window.
Old mother pounding at my door.

Chorus:
There's a reason
(there is a reason)
put that cemetery on a hill.
This river
(old mother river)
she will never have her fill.

Verse 2:
Here comes the next town,
tumbling down river,
one lost shoe at a time.
One empty beer can,
one bent umbrella,
then the whole whirling five-and-dime.

Sunday, 17 September 2017

rain on the mountains

[[verse 1]]

I am come down from the mountains...

Mountains, rumble in my blood
I'll break the bank
in every town
along the way

I am the flood (I am the flood)
And I will wash
(And I will wash)
wash you all away

[[verse 2]]

I am come down from the heavens...

Rivers, gather in my heart
We'll break the back
of every doubt
we meet today

Before we tear this world apart
And I will wash
(And I will wash)
wash you all away


[[verse 3]]

I am the bolt from the blue...

I am the answer to no prayer
You will be struck
before your ears
can hear my thunder

I am plucked out of the air
To lift all boats
(To lift all boats)
or send them under

[[refrain]]

Do you know how far
this rain has fallen?
Do you know how far
this river has run?

Do you know this sun
will burn it all away?
Do you know this rain...
will come again?

[[fade]]

||: ||: rain on the mountains :|| x3
there's a flood coming down :|| xX

[[This one is Flood personified -- the "I" is the flood and storm and so on. It's secular gospel, with plenty of room left for a religious interpretation if that's what you wanted to do with it, though the religion in question could as easily be Zeus & Co.]]