Monday, June 30, 2003

she's lost control

Confusion in her eyes that says it all
She's lost control
And she's clinging to the nearest passer-by
She's lost control
And she gave away the secrets of her past and said
I've lost control again
And of a voice that told her when and where to act, she said
I've lost control again

And she turned to me and took me by the hand and said
I've lost control again
And how I'll never know just why or understand, she said
I've lost control again
And she screamed out, kicking on her side and said
I've lost control again
And seized up on the floor - I thought she'd die - she said
I've lost control [again]
She's lost control again - she's lost control --

Well I had to phone her friend to state my case and say
She's lost control again
And she showed up all the errors and mistakes and said
I've lost control again
But she expressed herself in many different ways
Until she lost control again
And walked upon the edge of no escape and laughed
I've lost control [again]
She's lost control again - she's lost control --

I could live a little better with the myths and the lies
When the darkness broke in I just broke down and cried
I could live a little in a wider line
When the change is gone - when the urge is gone
To lose control
When here we come

Thursday, June 19, 2003

ceremony

This is why events un-nerve me
They find it all a different story
Notice whom for wheels are turning
Turn again and turn towards this time
All she asks is the strength to hold me
Then again the same old story
Word will travel - oh so quickly
Travel first and lean towards this time

I'll break them down, no mercy shown
Heaven knows, it's got to be this time
Watching her, these things she said
The times she cried, too frail to wake this time

I'll break them down, no mercy shown
Heaven knows, it's got to be this time
Avenues all lined with trees
Picture me and then you start watching
Watching forever - watching forever
Watching love grow - forever
Letting me know - forever

Wednesday, June 18, 2003

blue monday

How does it feel to treat me like you do?
When you've laid your hands upon me and told me who you are.
I thought I was mistaken, I thought I heard your words.

Tell me how do I feel?
Tell me now, how do I feel?

Those who came before me lived through their vocations
from the past until completion, they'll turn away no more.
And still I find it so hard to say what I need to say.

But I'm quite sure that you'll tell me
just how I should feel today.

I see a ship in the harbor. I can and shall obey.
But if it wasn't for your misfortune, I'd be a heavenly person today.
And I thought I was mistaken, and I thought I heard you speak

Tell me, how do I feel?
Tell me now, how should I feel?

Now I stand here waiting... I thought I told you to leave me
when I walked down to the beach.

Tell me how does it feel,
when your heart grows cold, grows cold?

Monday, June 16, 2003

The Kundalini Express / All Aboard...

Just got back from our nation's capital where I attended a friend's wedding. It was nice and the DC metropolitan area is nice. I really didn't have an idea of where I was most of the time. Is this DC or Maryland or Virginia? It was all a bit disconcerting.

Unlike my last trip out of California (see the archives for my select words on that pit of putrid discharge known as Texas), I liked Washington, D.C. I liked everything except for the humid weather and the damned bugs! If I could have California like weather, I might actually contemplate moving out there.