Sometimes I won’t start singing
Cuz I’m afraid of that feeling
When I hear a voice
Say, “Put it away.”
Sometimes I sing so long
My fingers hurt, my voice is gone,
And I forget to sleep
At the end of the day.
My thoughts are coming
In the form of songs these days.

My mother’s mothers were afraid
Of dancing, cards, pianos, jewels,
Dolled up faces,
And the end of days.
My lovers were afraid
Of lovers who did not behave
Like the concept, “woman”
In their brain.
And I feared loneliness,
But I could not be tamed.

Now, fearing that I’ll lose it all,
The house, the kid, to whom
I’ve promised all,
I walk into a cave -
Spend my days playin’
That old money game.
But Song, my love, comes close to me,
And whispers such sweet things to me,
“I want the real you
to feel the real me inside.”
Oh these thoughts, coming
In the form of songs these days.

Delayed gratification is not so grand
If it puts us in the greedy hand
Of one who gives us rules for how
To reach our heaven, by and by.
My body knows just what I need,
She speaks to me in pleasures,
Treasures sunken
In my cells so deep.
And my thoughts are coming
In the form of songs these days.

Ahhh…

So can I hold you closely now,
And sing to you so sweetly now,
And play the day away?
Oh…
In the form of songs these days?

Ahhh…

A chant, again

For Virgo & Pisces

“Sing songs for your sauntering soul.
Sing songs to feel more whole.
Songs for feet on the ground,
Songs for heart beating loud,
Songs for love like you’ve never known.
Sing song for your soul.”

“There’s nothing like
Being real.

Ya da …
I will not perform.

I am not she
I am not he
I am no object of your
Mediocrity.

I am not here
For your stage
I am not here
To entertain

Don’t put me on
Your CD

I will reach out and touch you
If you will receive.”

“My body speaks to me in pleasures,
Treasures sunken in my cells so deep.
They know just what I need…

I can listen all the way through
To the song of me, and the song of you,
And I can make sweet harmony
Out of our pleasures deep.”

“Shed your skin,
Shed your skin,
Treasure’s in
Knowing when to shed your skin.

Let the wind
Take your skin
And everything you
Thought you knew.

You are new,
You are new,
You are new,
You are you.”

“I am here to be
A singer in the night.
I am here to be
A singer in the day.
I am here to sing
Songs with healing ways
And I can change our fate.”

“Easy, easy, easy, easy…
See here, walls are bare.
See here, fly out there.
You can see what’s at play,
Easy, take their pain away.

Easy, easy, easy, breathe them free
Easy, easy, easy, breathe them free.”

A sea shanty