a dream that somehow lasts several years
but the place is the same
of total lost ness
and a blank face
staring up at the sky
and staring down from the sky
back from wherever
old memories live
i liked being there
in that dream
i miss you!
an imperfect return
to normalcy
to share
with you
just wanted to say
hi
i hope you are
well
are you
me?
au revoir
i want to go back to just
whatever
being there,
man,
i guess?
and that’s why
i keep doing it
clearly!
to breathe
and that
we are like
eachother
and in this
together and
it is scary
right?
and exhilarating?
we going to make it
we going to make it all the way
smoothly going
nowhere
fake it
til you make it
who knew this
would all rise like the skin of the earth
suddenly it seems
you and me are
in need
and i was torn
asunder
thrown under
her wave
this whole of life
made sine
following the crest of
her line
we are going to
fix you
let’s get to the
bottom of it
i don’t know
i don’t know
if i can
trust
myself
one day to the next to
love
as much as
the next
and go on and go
far
and go
for it
and go go
grow grow
had a dream about
pulling the old bulbs out of a
dead chandelier in my
best friend’s house
they were packing up
moving out
somewhere out there
everything is fine
more than fine even
a very graceful arc is made
every which wave
come on now
please oh please oh
is a dream
all the same
and you are
never gone
take the next one
rain now
hey now
ok now
good to know
yesterday morning
still exists
somewhere
oh well
i tried!
oh oh oh
whoa whoa whoa
my baby my baby
oh woa
love
north
south
and other
in between
all memories
where for
dost though
cometh
from?
no matter what
i say
to myself
i
must remember
i am you are me
whatever it was
i don’t remember now
pretend
my friend
that you are on the mend
and that all the things
YOU THINK YOU NEED
are just around the bend
and leave me wanting
more
as you can hear
my studio
oh sweet studio
9 years studio!
is very well insulated
it’s open
i’m open
whatever
barely noticeable
there
shivery
and back to the
past
fogged over
whisping around
and
there is love there
in the wash
please transport me
into
this place
coming up
on 100
billion
songs
no one will ever hear
but not
why can’t w
e
just
do
what you know
youoouououo
want to do
to
do
oh baby
we can’t go back in time
let’s just do it now
ow oh wow
if any
fucking fuck
ever
talked to any of the women in my life
like that, that piece of shit creep,
i would punch him the fucking nose
and i am not a nose punching
kind of guy.
it is long past time,
for decent people,
especially men,
to stand the fuck up.
more fire
more birds
more ukelele
from a glorious evening on the shores of redwood creek
earlier this month i had the opportunity to camp beside redwood creek in redwood national & state parks… was by far one of the most archetypically beautiful places i’ve ever been. I brought my ukelele!
birds + ukelele + creek + wind + fire
i’m not sorry
for being gone so long
you could have
dropped a line
hey hey
into the
wide open
and obvious
space
between
what we want to be
and what
we are
finally
a place
to
rest
my head
