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

so this is it

this is where the song begins

musical alliances

strumming all along

stepping on the dance floor

this is where the lights go dim

channel all the heat within

words come out but run so thin

like dissipating smoke

lean a little, lean a lot

don't go anywhere, please

a whisper may be all we've got

baby, don't go anywhere

(still in progress)