miércoles, 2 de febrero de 2011

a tree in the sand

you are a rose in damascus,
my love
and a tree in lebanon;
a river to the east,
and sands to the south.

let me part your hair,
and i will kiss your eyes -
press my hand and i will kiss your lips.

but i find myself without hands,
my love
without your eyes, i have no lips;
and without your hand,
i have no hands.

near and far, somebody lives,
somebody lives in my heart:
a rose in damascus,
a tree in the sand.

miércoles, 11 de noviembre de 2009

my day will come

well i got nowhere to go
and i got no one to see
i don't love nobody
and i know
nobody loves me

but i feel so tired
and i don't feel free
people are crossing the street
everytime they see me

cuz i ain't nothing new
to no one that i meet
i can't find my tongue
and i can't find my feet
and i'm praying that god will come and
take me away
or the martians or the soviets
on some sunny day

cuz to everything i say
well 'that's what i'm saying'
jah guard my head
well 'thats what i'm praying'

cuz i don't feel no love
and i don't feel no hate
i'm just floating along
i will die at this rate

well i get up in the morning
and i go to bed
i don't feel no sorrow
and i don't feel dread

i feel like a pawn
and i feel like i'm owned
i feel like a pilgrim
that don't have a home

i don't have a city
and i don't have a place
lord have mercy
i don't have a face

so i'm sieging this city
yeah i'm storming this town
i'm gonna shake up everybody
who's been lying around
i'm gonna call up king david
and borrow his crown
so if you see me coming
just don't make a sound

better come up behind me
just follow the crowd
we will take back this city
we will topple this town
we'll change up these people
and we'll turn them around

so don't wipe your tears
don't turn back your face
jah give us pity
and jah give us grace
he'll come sit in judgement
just sit there and frown
he'll shake down the people
he'll shake up the town

well that's what they say
and if that be the case
then come cover me with the
queen anne's lace

i will sit up beside him
i will sit back and laugh
i will shake off these angels
standing on my back
i will lament my disgrace
my unfortunatecies

i will put back my feelings
put back my hate
take out my eyelids
i'll put em on a plate
i will beg him for mercy
and to tear down the gate

for to open up the seals
for to seal up my fate
for to complete this painting
to cover it with paint

to take back my body
to take back his town
to give back his mercy
and to take back his crown

he will give me my freedom
he will give back my face
he will give back my sorrow
and he will give back my hate
for to take back tomorrow
and to
take back today
he will bootstrap this city
he will have it his way

well so it was spoken
and i hope it be so
and i hope with this vision
i'll be carried away
well i hope with this vision
i'll be
carried away.

lunes, 10 de agosto de 2009

absalom

my father is peace.
when he dreams he is the land:
creeping golden shoots
and orange blossoms.
he is life like flowing water,
in the dawn he is the light.

jueves, 9 de julio de 2009

the sadness you get from folk songs, the cocteau twins, and arthur russell,
small desires,
secret worries,
and your best friend's jealous.

miércoles, 26 de noviembre de 2008

free tribe living


free tribe living


radio free zion
he, from whom am i?
i and i suffer (no more)
the queen will be blue
from those who say selah
free tribe living



radio free zion


and if a man would do the right,
he should speak the right,
but people are uncareful
with their words and
inprecise in their actions.

so if i would say
its the same to win or lose
they would think it's nihilistic
but what they're missing
is the idea
that certainty is on the side of the right
and the right is the side of the truth.

that's why there's people who feel
they would rather be poor and clean and humble
than be paid for meaningless work,
and why others ask how they could go on
without their material lives and happiness.

it's true
that it's very hard to live without things,
but to care for things is much harder.
time is better spent in caring for life around you.



he, from whom am i?



so the question remains
who is he,
from whom am i?
the second person cannot be known,
which is why it is said that we are
one, without a second.

seconds derive from firsts,
but in our case,
we have been derived,
one from the other.
a syzygy,
two parts, one whole.

and so it falls out that,
while amen is everyman,
and i am twin headed horus,
He is the lion of judah.

thus we refer to ourselves,
i and i,
my self, before the almighty i;
and though we have suffered,
we will suffer no more.

i and i suffer (no more)


(instrumental)



the queen will be blue


she gave me a cloak,
so fine to wear,
and said that the servant will serve.

i said,
but hold,
you know that's not so,
we all get just what we deserve.


i heard your lord say,
the oaks pass away,
i and the queen will be blue.
amidst affairs and other things to do.


she screamed and tore her shirt
and said
it's you who are
the fool.

we've men outside
and they
know what to do.

the queen serene,
but her lover bereaved,
without his head
and rods upon his knees.


my witness is
the one
i said
who judges all he sees.
do what you will,
i fear not you but he.


she called the guards,
helmet, spear, and shield.
swords, greaves, and dogs of
the field.


my lord approached,
his finger to his brow.
hammer, pen, measure, till, and crown.

have mercy on your servant, lord,
you know i'm not to blame.
the queen, she tore
her shirt herselft,
she lays your name to shame.

my servant speaks the truth he said
the queen will have to pay
all israel shall mourn her death today

yes israel shall shed her tears today.
all israel will mourn her death today.


from those who say selah


and so, before we continue,
it should be necessary
to clarify, once again,
who am i, where do i come from?

i come from those who say selah,
that is, pause, and consider.

we are the victims of the usurer, .
we are the blameless ones,
the peacemakers and the children's teachers.

we want to live humbly, peacefully,
and we want to be free.

you may say
you have always been free
and i would reply
i have always been free
but not in my dealings
with the world.

for if caesar's mark is slavery,
freedom is the mark of the almighty.


free tribe living

(instrumental)

miércoles, 16 de abril de 2008

she

she's a moment of my day
she's a word i want to say
she's the time i threw away
she's the ending of my day

sábado, 29 de marzo de 2008

rebel music

i don't wanna be another machine
i don't want to be perfect
i don't want to live forever
i don't want the perfect body
or the perfect mind

i don't want to be a productive member
of society

i don't want to be a law-abiding
citizen

i don't want to help
build another prison.

i don't want your wars.
i don't want oil
i don't want three cars.

i don't want to be efficient,
i don't want to be a hard worker.
i don't want to be a straight talker.

i don't want to be a consumer.
you have nothing for me to consume.
i don't want to be a producer.
you have no right to my labor.

i don't want to be a robot.
i don't want to dress real well.
i don't want you to admire me.

i don't want to be attractive.
i don't want to be charming,
sweet, or witty.
i don't want your attention.

i want to live quietly, simply,
by the work of my hands.
i want to live purely, fully,
peacefully.
i want friends, a lover,
and a dog.
i want music, talk, food, and light.

my own body,
my own mind,
my own freedom,

work, bread, peace, and land.
education, justice, and equality.

no more taxes.
no more wars.
no more governments.
no more borders.
no more god.
no more money.
no more laws.
no more cops.
no more guns.
no more killing.
no more prisons.
no more insanity.
no more machinery.
more humanity.
we want more humanity.
we want more humanity.