St. Anthony
It was a long, long road on which I died And I leaned so much in those days, I woke up on my side I said “Driver, Alive, if you can hear, then let me off here” And when he did my face, my friend, was a picture of fear When the road moves on, let it push you along When the road moves on, →
Burnin
Running the motor that moves you along is a dangerous game Feeling the fractals of light that ignite from a broken pane Put on the water and turn it to ice, there’s a storm outside Run from the window with terror abright that you’re burning alive Riding along and singing a song of hope and faith While under the seat the bottles crack as the →
Jack Shack
Roll it up, drain your cup We’re going out, all of us Dollar bills and cheap, cheap thrills Where we go nobody needs to know Get in the van, your shaking hands Will soon be beating double time The Working day will just melt away When we walk through them doors We’re going to the Jack Shack We’re going to get the dime back Calling all you stray cats We’ll meet →
Winter Song
If you just leave me alone I could find my home Stumble through the branches I will be alright when there’s morning light And the clouds have used their chances You’re the funniest thing that a mind could bring To the paths of a forest winter Covered in white and gifted with flight I knew that there could be no other But I know, I know That winters come →
Moderated Man
New England morning and a lager-wrecked brain Pink swollen eyelids and a trembling frame Cold burning water, douse the flames in my veins Ghost in the mirror and spit down the drain Gray running highway, the buildings and trees Focus dead forward and I’m yearning for sleep Sun cuts across so confident and free Makes me so sad as the time passes me Cause I’m a moderated man I →
Good Girl
She’s got cinnamon sticks in her lips She only smiles before she spits She’ll take the wheel right out of your hands We’re going over the rails and into the dam So come on… She’s a good girl But she’s nothing but bad to me So amazed at the love that she feels And I’m so scared to death of the fist that she wields When it’s coming, I →
Goodnight Moon
Sweet September honey, gold and true Leaves surround your body resting in the dew And you’re tired, too You are as pale as the moon And I’m torn in two over you So goodnight moon, whatever you do Please watch over her, watch over her true I am begging you to see through Through all of the gray smoke and smog and gloom I am begging you Lovely, lonely morning, →
Beyond Free
Listen to me if you want to see The gold lights of eternity Open your heart and close your eyes We’re going deep to the other side You cannot fight it You must invite it To be with me Spark it up and light it You must ignite it So you can see Ride on while the moment’s still strong Hold still and let your cup be filled Rolling seas bring it →
Beaver Fever
I went down, down, down, all the way to Georgia I went down, down, down, all the way to hell Tried to drown, drown, drown, like Randy California But the sound, sound, sound, would not take me to bed I was bound, bound, bound, tighter than the hangman’s But I’m bound, bound, bound, to burn before I’m dead There were cries, lies and anger, coming from →
Sinister Minister
From the brooding cliffs to the razor shores To the breathless caves to them iron doors There was loosed a man from the sands of time Who leads the way from two steps behind He’s going to break your heart and make you crawl with fear He’s going to say the words that you want to hear Fill your head with lies, he’s a sinister minister When →