Geordie

Geordie left town to buy cigarettes
Ended up on the most wanted list
So he called to his love on the telephone
Honey I'm sorry but I won't be home

So she saddled up his horse, saddled up the black
Called the babysitter and said I'll be back
Rode right into town, to the governors chair
She wept for her Geordie and let down her golden hair

The man called the Law saw that her hair was fine
And he saw how she wept and stood right on the line
But he stood his ground and said, "my dear its too late
His crimes will be punished cuz they're far too great."

(Change the music here and decide whether to let geordie live or die)

He said sorry my lady but you're just too late
He must pay for his crimes cuz they're just too great

He's wanted for the murder of the kings own men
And he'll pay till the angels bring him back again

And she looked at her love
And looked down at her feet
She wore a golden locket that she knew he stole


Geordie looked at her with a greedy smile
Said I knew you'd come baby

She thought about her babies and the one in her womb
And that's when geordies lover she knew what to do


Geordies cold heart couldn't break hers anymore
Geordies cold blood could never shake hers anymore
Geordies cold heart could never break hers anymore

dreaming of a dream

I'm dreaming of a dream
Hanging from the cloud
Just above my bed
Suspended

My eyes spin to and fro
Across the prairie yard
I'm dreaming of rain
Without you

I'm sitting on the green
I'm glistening in the sun
I'm in ten thousand pieces on the ground
Now I'm just a sound

employed

My arms are employed today

With the fact and forth

My muscles seem to sway

Sweat on my brow

I paid attention for the first time to the moss-covered rock

A refuge from the tidal waves

A place to sit

I noticed that I had a hammock

I laid there for a while

Before going back to digging my space into the ground

The sun shines down and tells me I am just a son of yours

And no better than the mud between the cracks

I pushed with these arms again, the noonday on my back

And for the first time saw the ivy in the cracks

during communion

During communion when seth and the band would play

I let my fears, I let my worries drift away

And heard you in the silence

Write my song

Lay the patchwork quilt down

If nothing else I can admire the pattern

Even if I can’t make one of these myself

If I’m never bold enough to try at all

I guess I only want what I can’t have

I feel it like the blood in my veins

A story being written

I feel it like an itch on my skin

I want some hands to hold me

Want a voice to say, “My God you’ve really grown”

Well we all strive against the tide

Even though we know each night it’s coming in

I float along and ask myself why

This is all I’ve ever been

Why do I resist you

Wish for a kiss but never your flame

Too much to lose

What do I have to lose?

This is living if I ever said it

This is living if I ever saw it

I’m getting somewhere finally by going no where at all

It’s all just who we’re meeting

Who we’ve met

We share a thing in common

You and I

I like to write you secretly upon the walls

In deep corners

Darker than most

You like to wipe the floor with me

And I agree

There’s no other place quite like it anywhere

I really can’t try to speak your language anymore

I’m tired of dreaming of the bourgeoisie

Spilling old English on my living room floor

Carpets of wax

Standing on a picture I’ve already seen

Take me to my kingdom

Take me to my homeland

I’ve been trembling inside just

Shaking to see it

No, I can’t speak this language anymore

This foreign tongue has blistered my brain

Would you please help me out

And take my picture?

say with fewer words

Say with fewer words

And you might say successfully

Say with none at all

And you just might succeed

Beauty, the divine found

Running in the rain one day

Specks against the street lamps

Splashing little foolish sparks

Reminding me of when I was a child

I try so hard to figure out how to respond to this

I can’t stand anymore

I’m just too weak to stand

Much dreaming and many words

Fail meaning, fail it all

Therefore I just shut my eyes

Let tears say it all

Let's spend our money on flowers

Forget about the bills
We'll just leave them for the birds
Cuz that's just
That's just the way the world works
Cuz these will be our memories

Because relatively few will ever hear our songs
Because even on the wind of these divine wings they were still written in the dirt
And these sands despite the ( ) aren't getting any lighter

If we're rewarded in this life honey then you'll be rewarded too
I got a feeling that part of my reward is sitting here with you
So let's buy flowers

inside this globe

Inside of this globe

I painted the curves of this globe from the inside and now

Now it is time

Time to push open the bottom trap door and emerge

Burst from the foliage of my youth with a bang

Crouched in a corner I began

With a crutch I never learned to put down

And a thought I gripped so hard with my hands that it became a lie I still believe

And I’ve wanted to set this whole globe on fire

Strike a match to the earth and watch the whole thing burn

Indiscriminately

And I’ve wanted to pull down the clouds from their place in the sky

And fly up there myself

Let the rain burst from my body instead

If I had a tune

If I had a tun to sing

I would sing it to you

While we watch the sun go down

There it goes, there it goes

If I had a word for this sun just

Gleaming on the water

I would write it down and throw it in the sea

Would you jump in for it with me?

There could be a day when we have the words

The sounds of melodies

But for now we just have our hands

These hands, these fingertips and

These lungs full of something we can’t see

Tell me you can see the light going down on the water

I want to explain

I want to explain

Explain to you what seeing in the dark is like

I want to explain

To make you understand, yes

Make you understand

Can I hide it in these words

Can I hide it in a look from my eyes

Can I hide it in a laugh

Can I possibly hide

Hide this smile of mine?

I would like to explain

Explain to you what I hear in the silence

This silent secret language

Nobody seems to know

And I would like to explain

What I am doing with this

Oversized bag of charms

Maybe giving one to you

Maybe giving one to everyone

I may not live along the shoreline

I may not live along the shoreline

But I can see the ocean from my porch

Just a sliver of blue or of grey

Depends on the day

To tell you the truth

I may not be able to paint/write/take a picture whatever to capture this moment

And maybe I’ll leave this half-developed idea on a page

Somewhere underneath

All the blank sheets of paper I’m too scared to touch

I thought I could fill them so magically by moving around

But they stay empty no matter where you run

Seeing something new is nice but

It doesn’t change the fact that I’m afraid

Cause I haven’t seen that the secret and the strength is not

Behind me or before me but inside me

It’s inside me, it’s inside me

The kingdoms not behind me or before me or above me or below me

It’s inside me

Pay attention to the things that matter

Green Ink Pen

I'm going back
To those sweaty Arizona days
When I wrote the words down from my favorite songs
In pencil on my books from school

I'm going back
To those mornings in the desert sun
When I wondered how far I could run
If I ever got the nerve
I'm going back
To those thunder storming nights
Shoulders hanging outside my windowsill
Hair soaked but I was fine
I do this sort of thing all the time

Highlighting in a magazine
On what I promise is my last flight of the year
Are the words I've been looking for
Bleeding from my memory
They were written all along.

God made a garden

God made a garden
and I was walking one day
and I found it

God made a garden
And I was looking for an ocean
to put my feet into
when I found it

God planted a garden
and when I wasn't looking he broke
the surface of the water by planting a flower
can i keep walking or does this mark
the end of the path?

God made a meadow
But I'm still hiding in the trees
wondering if this is where I'm supposed to be
where to go from here
when the flowers seem to wilt in my shadow as I'm walking by

I was just on my way to catch the last bus out of here
When I heard music playing in the garden

This is a new way
such a new way
this is an entirely new way
to enjoy the fruit

The rest

I was choking on these wishes
Wrapped in the smoke of a fire that burned too high
Like venus's sky
I'll never find my way out of this black hole sinking
But now I'm breathing deep again
What's gone is decomposed
I can't go back in that direction