That’s alright you don’t care anyway, I just put this song together ‘cause I had somethin’ to say. That’s alright, you don’t care anyway I just put this song together ‘cause I had something to say. That’s alright, you don’t care anyway I just put this song together ‘cause I had something to say Said that’s alright you don’t care oh anyway Do you my friend? Will you be my friend like you said you would be until the end? Well I’m, Smokin’ resin, reminiscin’ again of smoking resin with you puking in the Lexus on the way to school Way before the rules and restrictions And victims of suicide. Well, we used to drive and listen to tunes In vented bathrooms And hittin’ the snooze ‘til two in the afternoon. No rent was due or bills to pay. Gettin’ through the day to party at night. Thrashin’ under street-lights as “Cast-Away” sang. Under highways, throwing sticks at cars. Disregard the laws and wrongs with homemade bongs on top of construction sights Where the beach came to life, Aside the woods where I smoked my first cigarette And toked and spoke of then not now. Now I speak of then in that town with an upside-down frown, takin’ new sights and sounds with a smile, Because I have yet to die, So I have yet to fail. Been derailed plenty, With a tank far from empty. Thus the busts found And the trust lost Has costed much less than what’s gone, Cause as I write, It comes from inside So in the end there’s nothing lost, Simply there to find. Which is why I “Defy the Line” “One Step Beyond” “Phase II” “Vision 3” “Sorry” for “Dying to Live” with a “Deathwish” “Yeah Right” “Let’s Live” ‘68 Gibson, Oscar Schmidt ’89 Honda, G6, S10, best friends in a Parkview Paradox drinking binge, Faded in Fringe at Park Place Bunch of Knuckleheads at OG’s and Craic at the Odyssey. We was chain-smoking, Rummy Pistol Pete’s dollar dozen wings Lunch joints in the Orangutan and all those Ruby Tuesdays And all them Ruby Tuesdays! Chorus We all have similar cases I guess. We all have those certain faces that we miss. Used to meet with an embrace and a kiss, but those days are over and that’s where the memory sits. And lyrics get kicked, Spirit’s get ripped, I may have been tripped, But the pages have flipped. Now this motivation is enlivening. Levitation to the sky I see a whole world for the finding, so don’t mind me ‘cause I’m flyin’ free. Levitation to the sky I see A whole world for the finding So don’t mind me. Levitation to the sky I see A whole world for the finding So don’t mind me. Levitation to the sky I see A whole world for the finding So don’t mind me. Levitation to the sky I see A whole world for the finding So don’t mind me. No, no, no No don’t mind me I’m flyin’ free Up in the air and I am oh so carefree. No, don’t mind me ‘cause I’m flying free I am of the air and I am carefree. No, don’t mind me ‘cause I am free. And just as my father used to say, “No hooks in your ass or trees in your way” If life’s a game, let’s play And see what we can accomplish today. And once you have experienced fail, Your eyes are wide open next five dollar rail. You drink and think of how they compare. Drink and think and then you’ll just stare impaired. Look away from the lake, Make the sun let you think of something, Someone in enchanting. I can’t sing well so I’m chanting, Dancing in between heaven and hell and ranting frequently. Well I smell sounds that bring around memories in pounds, But don’t let it drag me down or twist me ‘round in circles, ‘cause I’m reaching for the surface to reach the point of purpose. Yes, I’m reaching towards the surface to reach the point of purpose. Yes, I’m reaching for the surface, To reach the point of purpose. I’m reaching towards the surface to reach the point of purpose. Yes, I’m reaching for the surface. And I’m Spaced out, traced out the next steps of my journey I got goals set in mind For this slim piece of time that I’m given Not liven for standards And I’ll never put man first ‘cause when it comes to this Earth, This planet gave me birth Just like the rest of ‘em I’ve been walking aimlessly And it’s so plain to see, That I’m not me from years before I’ve tore them apart, The pieces of my heart Displaced over states and countries I must see Something for a change of mi-ind. Close your eyes, you’ll see just fine Open up your mind, Through the darkness you will find your light Close your eyes, you’ll see just fine Just open up your mind and open up inside I said, close your eyes you’ll see just fine That deep inside of you there is a light Close your eyes, you’ll see just fine Just open up your mind and open up inside. Open up your mind and open up inside. Find your light Close your eyes, you’ll see just fine. Open up your mind and open up inside.

Well as I walk these streets, of Milwaukee. Well as I walk these streets of old Milwaukee Gonna get a little drunk, Gonna get a little funky. I play with nouns and verbs all day, Smoke on herbs, shake to reggae and I say “Man, these times are great.” And this white line’s a phase and this mind’s a craze that’s well past half-insane. That’s what bad past will bring. Scratch that, I’ve had a rad cast of friends, Never cast nor lens Bad back but it still It still twists and it bends. Lack of sins I’d like to think I like to think that I’m on the brink of sensation. I find it funny, that I find it funny That I find it funny, that I find it funny. at all these little things people do and say each and everyday to me It’s all a game they play, To all make you all feel so insane And it’s all the same to me man, It’s all insane to me, and it’s all The same to me. It’s all the same to me It’s all insane to me It’s all the same to me It’s all insane to me. It’s all the same to me It’s all insane to me It’s all the same and insane as I am The crazy man. it’s all the same and insane as I am The crazy man It’s all the same and insane as I am It’s all the same and all insane and all the same. I find it funny that we’re all the same. I find it funny that we’re all insane. Well I find it funny that I find it funny that I find it funny I find it funny that I find it funny And I find it funny that I find it funny That we are all the same and insane You can’t reach the steeple if you surround yourself with people who bring you down and drag you down to that point of no control. I’m doin’ the best I can with what I have I do this for the people who can’t. I’m doin’ the best I can with what I have. I do this for those people who can’t I’m doin’ the best I can with what I have This is for all our family and friends. Well I’m doin’ the best I can with what I have. This is for all those, decomposing in land. Oh Katie, Twenty-six hours spent at the Odyssey, Hopped up on booze, caffeine, nicotine, amphetamine And all that THC Well I still have the memory of when we were we, That’s why I do this more for you and not for me. Well I still have the memory of when we were we, That’s why I do this more for you and not for me. Well I still have the memory of when we were we, That’s why I do this more for you and not for me. Well I still have the memory of when we were we, Back when we could see and believe. When you were alive and everything was fine, But now your dead and all that’s left is me. And it’s all in the way That the breeze hits your face. And it’s all in the way, That the sun shares it’s rays And it’s all in the way That the breeze hits your face. Well all I wanna do is smoke a bowl and take it slow. Officer oh officer oh no. What gives you the right to take control over something that is not yours. And so I said to this man with a badge. “My mind and my eyes are mine to bind. My mind is tied to my third eye And my ears, and my tears, and my fears are right here. My mind and my eyes are mine to bind. My mind is tied to my third eye And this fear is just a feeling, Embrace it.” Well all I wanna do is take a pull from this bottle And let it flow through my veins. Officer oh officer oh Are you in pain, insane livin’ in vain. Is that why you are constantly takin’ it out on me? And so I said again to this man with a badge, “My mind and my eyes are mine to bind. My mind is tied to my third eye, And my ears, and my tears, and my fears are right here. My mind and my eyes are mine to bind, My mind is tied to my third eye and this fear is just a feeling Don’t deface it, Rather embrace it” Without you I wouldn’t be me, so “fuck you and thank you” I’ll repeat sincerely Without you I wouldn’t be me so “I love you and thank you” I’ll repeat sincerely. Without you I wouldn’t be me so “fuck you and thank you” I’ll repeat sincerely. Without you I wouldn’t be me so “I love you and thank you” I’ll repeat sincerely I love you and thank you I love you and thank youu I love you and thank you I love you and thank youuuu I love you and thank you I love you and thank youu Cause without you, I wouldn’t be me, So “I love you and thank you” I’ll repeat sincerely! “High, looks like we’re outta booze” “Awhh shoots, gonna have to run to the LQ” “So we’ll sing a song for you” B double E double R U N BEER-RUN B double E double R U N BEER-RUN, BEER run run run B double E double R U N B double E double R U N B double E double R U N BEER-RUN, BEER-RUN BEER RUN.

Play the cassette again and again Notes played words said, “Listen to your friends” I haven’t met many of them yet, yet Their company I enjoy best As I drive I-80 west, I am comin’ from the east And I’m feelin’ oh so blessed and at peace. I got Grateful Dead and Bobby D on cassette, Janis, Jimi, Jerry, Bradley and Mr. Marley on CD. Well I’ll drive all night, and I’ll drive all day. Ain’t gonna stop ‘til I park in the driveway. And I’ll drive all night and I’ll drive until the end, Oh but this road don’t know nothin’ bout that, So it goes, Hot coffee and salt on my tongue Singed off all of my taste buds. And the smoke that I throw down my throat into my lungs Comes from Colorado’s finest homegrown buds. Well I’ve been through lust and I’ve been through love, Took advantage and been taken advantage of, But there’s nothing like those hometown buds! Friends ‘til the end, don’t know won’t say, when I’ll be back here again. And yes I too “Love and miss you” Beer here, cheers, let’s promise, and never forget To make new memories while we reminisce about what it was like When we were kids.. Let’s be kids again. See this world, it is one big playground. Mountains to climb and plenty of ground to play on. There’s rivers and lakes and valleys and streams. Small spread-out towns or big compact cities. It’s all right here under your feet, So come-on let’s play some hide and seek. I’ll find you when you find me. w Might be in the rainforest or in a jungle of trees Might be, on the shoreline or be swimmin’ in the deep. All I can say is that “This land is no man’s, and I’m damn glad that I chose to be a nomad.” “Cause your as free as you want to be and man, your as free as you want to be and man, Your as free as you want to be and man, I’m as free as I want to be. Chorus (Drive all night…) This road don’t know nothin’ about needin’ a tank of gas. This road don’t know nothin’ about needin’ to read a map. This road don’t know nothin’ about needin’ a nap. No no, this road don’t know none of that. Nebraska, Alaska and even Africa Tennessee, Twin Cities or in the Middle East, All I can say is that “This land is no man’s and man I’m damn glad that I chose to be a nomad.”

As the wind erodes and the water corrodes, Altering everything we think we know, But we don’t. It’s all temporary, and it used to, but now that thought doesn’t scare me or keep my feet from following one after another until I slumber. Then my mind not my feet wander and dream of people and places I’ll never see again. I’ve mended as much mental anguish as I can And now I try to use this language to take these thoughts from my head to the pen “Cause though I don’t speak of my dead friends or the circumstances often the blow never softens or yields. I’m in a desolate field lonesome star-gazin’, night-blazin’ Chasin’ traces of remembrance and reverence of relevant friends and acquaintances and faceless and nameless names and faces and while my mind is racin’ through these photo albums and quotations, all these people and places are far from me For only land and stars I see when I’m outside of the Mile-High City which is not my city For I was born a thousand miles northeast of here (there) in the land of beer and lakes and pistol fire on MLK’s birthday where there is no minority and segregation’s mandatory, but that’s a whole ‘nother story all-together And no matter the weather or hardships that any place brings I’ll still laugh when people shiver and say that it’s freezing or “Hey no wait, I’ve already had eighteen mixed drinks.” But I guess it’s a Midwest thing and I’m a mess from a dirty city and brought most of this filth I’ve gathered with me. My work labors on as lovers sleep in each other’s arms. Remaining calm and collect, I begin my self-reflection process of redemption. Honestly I don’t know where this road leads or if I’m even going. Could be rowing upstream, or worse, Chasing my dreams to the peak to finally be somebody doing something with what he has rather than saying again and again that “I can’t” And I won’t anymore from this day forward ‘Cause lord knows the past is set in stone And the present is yours to mold and to use for future uses. I’m a nuisance I know, ‘cause I’m neither young nor old, nor giant nor gnome. I don’t sleep on these streets usually though I’ve made thrones of my own. I don’t sit well with idle hands, though don’t know what to do when I’m home all alone. I’m a menace, drone to society and as it lies to me, I smile silently as others do as they please, I am watching and listening and I’m grinning all the while, ‘Cause sometimes all you can really do is smile. So as the work labors on, I’ll keep on singin’ my songs. And this day’s never done, we just keep on spinnin’ around that sun. And through all these trial and miles all I’ve learned to do is smile. Is to smi-ile..

Chemical tendencies and multi-polar tendencies render me a dis-eased individual, just as unique, just as cynical. With the will of a bull, as strong as an ox. Pockets full of rocks and lockets without clocks. My best friend committed, suicide. Since then, I've been fighting in my head to stay alive. Not break down and cry, face down and die, and exclaim "Why not my life?" and "What does this all mean?" Did you leave to teach or torture me, or torturously teach me? because unfortunately I never paid that much attention back then. So when reality slaps me in the face, as it still does, it was and always is a hard-learned lesson. Still don't know, I'm guessin' Takin' tests in classes I've never been in, let alone studied. Skipped practice all week, late to the game and I even forgot my cleats. Got out of the car and into the bar. Ask the drink-giver to deliver liquor to the heart and the liver. Thinking the alcohol will heal these scars. What grew was burned and charred down to the bone. She was created, no head-stone And all her friends have come to know is, at best all lasts in ash hopefully being blown by the wind, but we all know what hopefulness is! It's as stupid as optimism and as deranged as pessimism and I'm estranged to the world we live in, due to my idea of what death is. Questions need answering, but the person I ask can't be seen or heard, though many things remind me of her. Past 7 years have been a blur. Ever since I relapsed there's been no cure. Can't remember being pure. Am not, never have been sure. Forty miles 'til sunrise, Low on gas that's no surprise, Been derailed, can't stay on track, Take the plunge, and Don't Look Back!

Well I once, was lost but now, I have found, that I was blind, but now, I see. Evening walk, coughs chased by coffee and cigarettes. Fingers are split but I still have a grip on the gist of it. And though I’ve missed a bit, I still hear everything clearly. And everything happens, though it’s not always near me. I don’t fear me or you, rather the lack of time issued. Rather I abuse the time in use with pot, beer and booze. But young habits grow old with each puff of smoke, and though we joke, we’re remote from those problems until they take hold of the rest of it, the rest of us. As another spring closes in, I’m missing you again more than ever, Ever since that past December, remember? Oh how could we forget, that amongst all other instances. No regrets and no witnesses. That’s why we left, isn’t it? To make the meaningless full again, we take a pull for lost friends and find fond memories before we lost them. And cross pens with paper as we zoom in and out our lens. Wishing I had a cape or wings to fly with my dreams in the stars Far above the cars and streets and words and speech. ‘Cause peace and beauty to me are reached on a silent serene night where one’s mouth is closed and he stares bug-eyed, into the sky. Reaching for further sight to not walk as blindly the next day. Practicing different ways along with the law of insanity. Planning to be someone no one’s ever planned to be A decent human being. It’s a challenge worth receiving, achieving and even believing in ‘Cause every god and every devil on every level shares their meaning of deceit and controversy within beliefs Tell you what, faith is within you, Therefor faith is you. Have faith in yourself and leave the rest on your own shelf in your own fucking home, cause this world is to big to call you own, though we must treat it, her, him, you get it as our home. “Cause it’s our place of stay and no matter your pay we’ll still lay under the same moon and rise with the same sun in our Eyes and our hearts and our minds And I try and I try and I try to get by, but I lie to myself every time I say that I’m fine. And I get high and I get low, and I get high and I get low, And I get high and I get low, and I get High, Low High, Low Well I’m high even though I feel low Gonna go get high Here I go..

I knew a girl named Katie, and we met in our dreams. We were both awake and asleep, we just weren’t dreaming lucidly. Then I met a girl named Abby, and we met in our dreams, and she was wide awake, but me, I fell asleep. Then I met a girl named Emily, and well she, she was fast asleep, but me, I was wide awake. Then I met a girl named Denise, and I, she, we both made this dream together except we forced it. Pushed the balloon in from both ends. (Pop) Found myself sittin’ on the ranch thinkin’ about the vast past Spewin’ my relentless nonsense on the topic of past-tense occurrences. That curve the lips after inhaling spliff hits and bong rips, dabs turn globs and the taxman gets robbed as we turn another bud to ash and take a sip off that home-brewed stash in a glass. Man those days spent in the sun were fun, but a lot of work. Tillin’ dirt, workin’ earth, pullin’ weeds as the plants grew. Harvest fruit, as the wind blew. In rhythmic synchronicity, Eventually hopefully maybe we’ll see If I ever find that eternal peace that I seek That the world seems to be and is. Though constantly tormented She (It) holds Her (It’s) ground, Rains down from the clouds, Ignites fires in forests, mudslides down mountain sides. Sun and Moon, Day and Night, All Align Black Hole, billion blinded eyes. Solar flare both big and rare thrown at North America Creating quite a scare in an already, Fear Driven Society. But that’s alright with me, as I sit on top of this mountain peak. Plenty pieces of peace but my puzzle’s not finished. But that’s alright with me, as I sit on top of this mountain peak. Plenty pieces of peace, but my puzzle’s not finished, Eventually, hopefully, maybe we’ll see. But sometimes I feel like this Earth, Constant torment, yet no relent, Just keep on growin’ and goin’ Fire deep inside, Hills, valleys, cities, countryside All inside this thick skull of mine. Oh oil drillin’ and oil spillin’ into my brain. My dreads are trees, my eyes the beach. You speak, I listen. You freeze, I stiffen. You gleam, I glisten. You keep, I give and take every day. Awake and asleep I reap and reapt, keep and kept, curse and bless every step of being this psychedelic mess I am and, Trace, I have trekked my zig-zag steps back to an empty box. No lock, but a key on top. Took it and ran and since then, I’ve been running non-stop. But no matter where I am I still feel like I am missing something man. Eventually, hopefully, maybe we’ll see If I ever find that eternal peace that I seek. Plenty pieces of peace but my puzzle’s not finished. Plenty pieces of peace, but my puzzle’s not finished. Plenty pieces of peace, but my puzzle’s not finished, and neither is this song, and neither is this life, And I don’t know what you’ve been told, but you ain’t never gonna die or grow old. And those birds were meant to fly and those fish were meant to swim And we were meant to give as they give to us, ‘cause they give to us, So we must, give back to them. Sit on the porch and think that Those birds were meant to fly and those fish were meant to swim And we were meant to give as they give to us, ‘cause they give to us so we must Give Back to Them! Sit on the porch and think That they give us this patient creative imagination To have the patience, to have a creative imagination ‘Cause we’d all just like to fly or swim away someday From this world of hate and decay That we have created as a human race. We are a disgrace but we ain’t misplaced. We have just replaced all of those, who have decomposed. And I don’t rap, I just talk fast ‘Cause I don’t know how long this night or life will last.w So before you pass out don’t pass up the cup we sip off of At The MouthHouse! Give lust when it comes, skip supper take drugs, And stay up as long as you can, ‘Cause you might miss somethin’ man, This ain’t no fist-pumpin’ clan, but if the feeling needs it, Lift your hands and scream “Fuck the Man” “FUCK THE MA-AN!” So I, get fucked up Get high and drunk, Got my own love and now I’m looking for some lust. Taking to these streets cause I am “The Crazy Man” MORE BRIGHT THAN ALL THESE CITY LIGHTS COMBINED! Awake at all times, as my heart beats, There’s sirens in my mind Either paranoid or fine Don’t matter to I Cause I am the crazy man AWAKE AND ALIVE Playin’ catch-up with my feet and settin’ clocks ahead. One more cigarette, Two more booze pours, Three less regrets, Four before I stood tryin’ to be a man, Now I stand stating simply “I AM” An unorthodox, non-conformist, poor-kid Artist, musician, workin’ for a livin’ And surely not living to work then die, disperse, corpse in a casket, carried in herse and then buried in dirt, Share me this verse. There’s dead poets, yet many alive in this society, And there’s importance, yet no shortage of unorthodox poor-kids, artists, musicians, workin’ for a livin’ and surely not living to work Die, disperse, Corpse in a casket, carried in herse, buried in dirt. And if your with me and one of these, MAKE YOUR OWN VERSE IN THIS GRAND SYMPHONY.

Beauty is simplicity, and it’s Simply beautiful. Simplicity is beauty, and it’s Beautifully simple. X2 Rain drips down the window pane. Slips from sane to insane as his brain remembers joy and pain all the same. Thought’s caught between What’s been taught and lost and learned and earned. The burn is a freeze, Still humidity is a cool breeze As he screams “I’m free!” On his knees, towards the ceiling, on the ground, where he fell on the floor Asking for much more than he could afford or ever even worked for. Bored yet excited, Lords and war yeah, he tried it. Bite it, chew it, consume it, lose it, gain again In between life and death, Beginning and end. Racing towards the finish line while tryin’ to find the time to Stop, Look and listen Taking what’s been given, and giving what’s been taken. Misunderstood, mistook, Mistaking his assumptions as facts, He lacks to grasp the fact that no one’s first or last And the past has happened and you can’t go back, though he tries and he tries with his “hi’s” and “goodbyes” and conversates without lies, Though he’s still known to break down and cry from time to time, He’s fine and dandy Eats up life like candy on Halloween Stands up straight while leaning Beaming of light Thunder growls, lightning strikes As night begins, He catches a glimpse of the sun That is ever-loved, ever-present, ever-still As the Earth, Spins on it’s tilt. He is his god, he is his jester He is his love, he is his hate. He’s what you hate to love, yet love to hate. He’s his own first mate on a fishing boat without bait. He’s never early or late ‘cause he never sets a date. Never says her name ‘cause it’s the one he doesn’t like to say or hear. When he’s far he’s near, When he’s near he’s far. The freezer’s his bar. No car, no job, no phone Still alone yet together forever under the shelter of weather. The sky beneath and the earth above Through his hate he loves, Due to his make-up, he comes to the conclusion, There’s no one solution No one can make the movement, But there can be One Movement Where the masses dance together at their own beat, and their own speed and their own time Though no single-file line in mind ‘Cause he finds most use of himself in recluse from this twisted system at hand. In his, he holds a piece of paper and pen and camera to document the acts of men. He loves and savors and savors the flavor And he would rather have substance that matters, Than matter that lacks the substance. He would rather have substance that matters, Than matter that lacks the substance He would rather have substance that matters, Than matter that lacks the substance. Genetically modified, homogenized, pasteurized Civilized, civil lies Realized I have these real eyes to see these real lies hidden by all this artificial flavor and color. Like lightning without thunder, We slumber through the wreckage ‘cause there’s no sign of damage yet Until we wake from our beds and see the mess left behind by our kind. Beauty is simplicity, and it’s simply beautiful. Simplicity is beauty, and it’s Simply Beautiful. X2

Back when the buffalo roamed and She had clean streams, Before the thunder-irons, Jesus and priests, She had prairies far as the eye could see Full of peace and harmony. Now loud sirens, sounds Engines spinning rubber on the ground. No silence found in cities nowadays. The old ways are a lost thought of the past. The savage, “less-than-man” Was rid of his land, animals and plants That he, his family, kin and enemies All respect beyond the word’s modern meaning. Now we blow debris off side-walks into streets, Street-sweep, collect, cut three checks of currency already and there’s plenty in the truck And the driver don’t give a fuck as long as he’s paid and told to “Have a nice day.” He’ll drop shitty city trash on any land of the counties border And the citizens will thank him for taking away the sight of their problem Which in turn brings short-term order to a long-term disaster And I don’t know if the Earth is, but from the looks of it, the world is getting faster. Perhaps I play in my head to often and make dreads on and at times inside my mind. Coughing, lost in these sounds words and trees. Soften the load, please I beg thee Retreat from these alleys and streets temporarily to peaks, valleys and streams and watch the dreams inside your mind come alive before your eyes. Just do, don’t try Cause I’ve watched the dreams inside my mind come alive before my eyes As I take in, lay naked Bake in rays today Give to them said the medicine man, Respect the land, animals and plants Which are, all one yet separate Entities, essences, presences in every tense. We’re all equal within the wheel. Coyote, Owl, Buffalo hold more than heart and soul. They hold knowledge, stories, wisdom and teaching. Knowledge not just for the keeping. Stories comedic, tragic, relevant and not just spoken for the hell of it. Teachings in teepees where herbs and words were shared. North, South, East, West Wisdom, Innocence, Illumination, Introspect Live a whole life, you’ll hold all of them within And then Great Spirit will transform you again. North, South, East, West Wisdom, Innocence, Illumination, Introspect Live a whole life, and you’ll hold all of them within And then Great Spirit will transform you again. Form you again, form you again. I no longer confine myself to city, county, state, country or continent ‘cause all my life I’ve felt no relent from they and them telling me and we how and where our time is meant to be spent. Our country is based of off naïve permanence So we came to this land, posted our flag and started building ranches We aim for self-profit in spite of others Make money to die then give to our brothers or take into our grave We take all day, the only give is a morning shit. Addicts in basements, Assholes, pussies and dicks mixed with mixed drinks, prescription pills and cancer sticks Sick and poor are we while the pharmaceutical economy’s booming in Walgreens and on the streets Where the slaves were hanged, witches burned at the state And if this is civilized consider I a primate for I will not partake For I’m simply waiting for my ship to take me away either across the sea or into space Oh, my country tis of thee Founded by genocide of countless lives and many tribes consider I a primate for I will not partake For I’m simply waiting for my ship to take me away Roads were paved and tracks of trains laid by slaves and witches burned at the stake If this is civilized then consider I a primate who will not partake for I’m simply waiting for my ship to take me away Either across the sea or into space “Take me away, take me away” Is what I hear them say everyday “Take me away, take me away” Is what I hear us say every day, But on Earth, we shall stay On Earth we shall stay, On Earth we shall stay. To take care, caretake and give thanks Take care, caretake and give thanks, Take care, caretake and give thanks, TAKE CARE, CARETAKE AND GIVE THANKS.

Well this, morning brought mournful thoughts, but it’s too easy to speak about shit unpleasing to us. We just react with a complaint and a scoff (huhh) I’ve lost sense of cost and my pride’s been put aside as I drive 285 south up in through those mountains, where a fountain awaits that was not made by man’s hand. I can’t stand “the city” or it’s want for sympathy and pity, or it’s need for greed and speed to keep this production, consumption, profit margin growin’ further and farther apart. So I start, take, took time, read n’ write, drink and think a while. I smiled before I fell asleep knowing “life is but a dream” though nightmarish it seems. See these things will happen, and it’s just a matter of how you react to them, and I’m well passed whose dumb and whose smart cause I’m lookin’ for hard work followed by fun and spark of a new flame, even though it looks the same. We’re all to blame so fuck you and that game you choose to play. X2 I pray every night, yet ask for no reply. A crazed, insane, high-strung, low-key, modest guy, Addict, feign of everything enjoyable to me, unemployable, obscene, smoking those foily bowls under those trees, fourteen, mean, dirty, unclean, August 19th, January 25th, May 26th, December 18th, barely remember, though I’ll never forget my long fuse or short temper. In 09’ I don’t remember November, 2010 I’m in Denver again. My head is close to heaven, but my feet still feel the heat from the hell I’ve been in. x5 So it goes a, Flint flick flame through an empty pipe. Residue, recluse and mainly butane in my brain. Considered insane cause I think and say the same shit every day. Spillin’ my heart out to complete strangers, Fifth Ammendment to police and state rangers. Angered and dangerous, yet hold not one clenched fist. In a maze, through a mist, between the city, country, and suburban, mountain livin’ Everything’s been given, always gave, so I don’t know how to take it. At my fingertips like this pen and paper, frightened, waitin’ For someone other than myself with an answer. Whose motivated. Whose not a weed or a cancer. Maybe it’s me that I’ve been after, ‘cause I’ve been lookin’ everywhere but a mirror for my master. Been lookin’ for someone other than myself with an answer. whose motivated. Whose not a weed or a cancer. Maybe it’s me that I’m after, (I’ve been after) ‘cause I’ve been lookin’ everywhere but a mirror for my master.

There once was a grass blade. He always bent and never did he break. Even though they would step on him and get tossed around in the wind, He never gave in. There once was a lone tree. Stood tall, proud, true and noble was he. Until one day we chopped him down, and he fell down to the ground. Now he is the fire that we stand around. And the tree that we chopped down to the ground, is the fire that we all stand around. And the tree that we chopped down to the ground, is the fire that we all stand around. And I'll remember everything that he taught us that night, How he gave his heat, fire and light. How he self-lessly gave his heat fire and light. And there once was a lone star. She looked so near and he looked so far. So we'd blast off into the night sky, trying to find that, white light. Little did we ever realize it was in between our two eyes. It was inside of our minds all of the time. And we'd blast off into the night sky, trying to find that, white light. Little did we ever realize, it was in between our two eyes. It was inside of our mind yeah, all of the time. And I'll remember everything he taught us that night. How he gave his heat fire and light. You are the grass, you are the trees, You are the earth beneath your feet. You are something, you can be anything You are from nothing, you are everything.

Perhaps I started too early, Sure hope I don't end too late, 'cause all I can say is that "these bad habits they are hard to break" Perhaps I started too early, Sure hope I don't end too late 'case I am here to break free from all these self-inflicted chains. I was chain-smoking cigarettes Now I have seventy-thousand regrets. And all this drink used to get me drunk, Now the liquor just gets me sicker. I was, dosin', not dozin Rollin' spun and spinnin' And tripped into this puddle While I was munchin' on that fungus. And as a young kid, Well I, I wanted to die young. And as a young man, I wanna live quite long. And as a young lad, Guess I grew up way too fast, And before too long I became an old man. I was sittin' on a park bench and Feeding ducks by hand As the geese would swoop over my head Into the lake to land Where they'd sit side by side All through the night Surrounded by ice Kind of like you and I We've got this fire light So let's sit side by side We'll play our songs all through the night Surrounded by ice But we'll stay warm all night Up through the sunrise You and I I have so many songs and notes to play So many words to hear and say So many books to be written and read Before I'm dead. It's a long winding road ahead yes It's a long winding road ahead yes But I never will lead anybody or wa-as led. So many thoughts in my head and So many thoughts left unsaid. So many colors in the wind man and I'm gonna paint with all of them. This day it never ends no, The world just keeps on spinnin' and No need for your apologies You're already forgiven. You're already forgiven You're all ready for givin'. You're already forgiven so Give in to given You're already forgiven You're all ready for givin' You're already forgiven You're all ready for givin' You're already forgiven. You're all ready for givin'. You're already forgiven. Give in to given yes You're already forgiven You're all ready for givin' Just give in to givin' 'Cause this life, It is worth liven.

At the end of my rope, on a slope with hope that if I don’t choke, I’ll find a ledge. Where I can, take this load off my back, take a nap and relax and retrace the tracks That my feet have been on and my mind was away from, Because I’ve come to this point Another shore, another choice To keep on going as I have been, or make this next one My first step. To make this next one My first step. Or keep on going as I have been. Think I’m gonna make this next one my first step. The first of many, Lord knows I’ve had plenty and have many left to make. I will bend, won’t break And I’ll send no wakes in the lake of my brain. I will share in the heart-waves and the heart-aches of both the powerful and the lame. And I will Train all these plants so their flowers can see the sun. Yes, I’ll train these trees so all their leaves can see the sun. So let’s train these plants so all their flower can see the sun. Yes, let’s train these trees so all their leaves can see the sun. Off the hill at the bar to take off these bandages from these fresh wounds and reflect on my scars, As well as my accomplishments. Which I suppose both are one in the same, Due to the fact that my heart still beats and I still have thoughts in my brain. I think my scars and my accomplishments are one in the same, Due to the fact that my heart still beats and I still have thoughts in my brain. Heart still beats and I still have thoughts in my brain. Heart still beats and I still have thoughts in my brain. I have thoughts about my heart and I, have beats in my brain. Said, “I have thoughts about my heart and I, Have beats in my brain. Well I’ve traveled this country far and wide. Seen every different color and shade of the sky. Seen all the stars and all the city lights. Did my soul-searchin’ through this toxic purity. Sober, drunk, trippin’, stoned Faded, jaded The Tao, The Bible, Yoga Sutras, and The Coran It's all the same song. You come to find that most are lost and few are found, Few are true and no one is wrong. You’ve come to find that most are lost and few are found, Few are true and no one is wrong. Most are lost and few are found, Few are true and no one is wrong. Most are lost and few are found, Few are true and no one is wrong. ‘Cause I’ve gone the limits, Roamed amongst the gimmicks and the misfits, The dirty kids and all the workin’ stiffs, The hell and the bliss, So many trips within this one to be blunt Which I used to be before all of this getting’ drunk and spun and havin’ fun. No more lust, and Only Love No more crutch, and just a shove No more lust, Only Love No more crutch, and just a shove No more lust, Only Love No more crutch, and just a shove So now I’m starin’ down this cigarette like it’s a barrel of a gun. Will I shoot, will I let loose as I excuse fumes from between my two tooths? Am I a few ques from my true truth? Is that why I sit in booths doodle, read and write, walk through the woods for days and city streets some nights? I like this constant conversation on a rock that is a spaceship. All these people are all aliens Moving from one cube to the next When these spheres are oh so spacious. So, as I lay in my tent where I don’t pay the rent, I gaze into outer space Sleep, dream, then wake into a dream it never ends. It never ends, it never ends. So, as you lay in your tent where you don’t pay the rent, You gaze into outer space, Sleep, dream, then wake into a dream it never ends. It never ends, this never ends. So, as we lay in our tents where we don’t pay the rent, We gaze into outer space Sleep dream then wake into a dream it never ends. This never ends, It never ends. We walk these paths that are never straight and always bent, Uneven ground, Firm yet gently steps. We walk these paths that are never straight and always bent, Uneven ground, Firm yet gentle steps. We walk these paths that are never straight and always bent, Children, Firm yet gentle steps. We walk these paths that are never straight and always bent, Uneven ground, Firm yet gentle steps. So it goes, No more lust, Only Love No more crutch, just a shove, I’ll train these plants so all their flowers can see the sun. No more lust, Only Love No more crutch, and just a shove Let’s train these trees so all their leaves can see the sun. No more lust, Only Love No more crutch and just a shove Let’s go to the forest, And learn Her chorus. No more lust, Only Love No more crutch just a shove Let’s go to the river, And learn Her verse.

Some days I pace in a daze, in a haze, in a maze of maze in my brain and page through all these epiphanies and strange dreams. But became confused so I used and abused, I got consumed by what I consumed. Got sucked in and stuck in until I said “Fuck it man, it’s time to do somethin’” And that’s when it spit me out of it’s mouth that chewed me up and swallowed me down. Now I hold the crown once again like I did when I was a kid the only difference is, I’ve grown up a bit. And now my fire’s lit and I’m stokin’ it No longer smokin’ cause I’ve let all the oxygen in No longer will I live in sin, no no no no ‘cause there’s already been too many targets missed. And I know that I rest in Him (It) and in Him (It) I do not rest So I put an “x” on my chest because that is where the true treasure is hidden. In the heart where it starts and the first sparks flew way before I left my Mother’s womb. And this womb it is my tomb. Yeah, this womb it is my tomb, and this womb it is my tomb, yeah this womb is my tomb, And this tomb is my womb. So now I’m, Chasin’ my dreams even if that means to drop everything and leave. For to see one must believe, and to believe one must see in his own mind with closed eyes. Just do, no don’t try! So I glide on this rock, in space No stocks or 401K’s cause Creator created this place to create us who create love no hate so, Like a dove come, go and play, Strum, drum and sing all of them blues away. What you choose to do is okay just as long as you stay true to your truth man, Don’t stray far from your path, Learn from your scars and your map, But don’t get trapped cause the entrance of the cave may collapse, then there ain’t no turnin’ back or flirtin’ with the past There ain’t no turnin’ back. When the entrance of the cave you became entranced and entrained and entrapped in There ain’t no turnin’ back or flirtin’ with the past, x3 There ain’t no turnin’ back So, You are all right here, you are already all ready. You are all right, right here You are already, All Ready. You are all ready, alright, You are alright already. You’re already alright, “Cause this is Heaven yes, this is Heaven yes. This Is Heaven yes, This Is Heaven yes THIS IS HEAVEN YE-EH-EH-ES This Is Heaven yes, This Is Heaven yes And just know that you rest in It but in It You do not rest. So put an “x” on your chest cause that is where your true treasure is hidden. In the heart where it starts and the first sparks flew way before you left your mother’s womb And this womb it is your tomb. Yeah, this womb it is your tomb, yeah, this womb it is your tomb. Yeah, this womb it is your tomb, And this tomb is your womb. Lately I’ve been cravin’, Tryin’ to make shit happen, but the mailman has yet to deliver my package, literally. And the lady who came and say she’d save me Left right after callin’ me “baby” Alone, broke and crazy Heartbroken token rez, Don’t know if and/or when I’ll ever pay my rent ‘Cause I spent every last cent in my wallet and mind Trying to find, but what is sought is inside. It’s a sense of clarity and pride A strive to thrive For not every man lives, OH But every man dies. And hell if I’m waitin’ for heaven Cause I see it every sunrise, And as the sun sets in the west I feel at peace knowing come morning time, It’ll rise in the east. The circle and order of inevitabilities keeps I smiling in these square claustrophobic cities that we call pretty and say “Oh the convenience!” These and other actions statements leave I speechless while spinnin’ in space Yet nobody seems to hear me ‘cause I’ve held it all in Though the time has come that I will show her him they you and them That though I am sore and poor I shall soar and roar. That though I am sore and poor I shall soar and roar. THOUGH I AM SORE AND POOR, I SHALL SOAR AND ROAR. You know what I’ll say? I’ll shout “To hell with it!” and show you heaven. I’ll shout “To hell with it!” and show you heaven. I’ll shout “To hell with it!” cause this is heaven yes this is heaven yes. x2 So, You are alright here You are already all ready. You are alright right here You are all ready already. You are alright already, You’re already alright. You’re already alright, You’re alright already. And just know that we rest in It and in It we do not rest. So let’s put an “x” on our chest cause that is where the true treasure is hidden. In the heart where it starts and the first sparks flew. Way before we left our Mother’s womb, And this womb it is our tomb Yeah, this womb it is our tomb, Yeah, this womb it is our tomb, Yeah, this womb it is our tomb, And this tomb is our womb.

You know the words, sing along! :D