Oooo-I love this time of year
Take the road to anywhere and I will follow
It’s a fine life; it’s a good day here
Nothing can bring me down
And I can’t shake this
From here the city lights sparkle like red cut glass
A gem that will last beyond me
Red fades with gravity and I’m not better or worse
Just more me
Red completes me as this city greets me with a warm breeze
This winter night
On my way home I reach for my phone
Like singin’ this song, I gotta pass it along
It’s a fine life! It’s a good day here
Nothing can bring me down
At least I didn’t expect it, it was so unexpected
For the blues to ring in with the news that I wasn’t expecting
I loose myself, I turn to you and you say
“It’s a fine life; it’s a good day here
The blues and the reds, it’s just perspective,”
And I’m red again
Who knows when you’ll come around when you come
And who knows when you’ll come undone
I don’t want to loose it I want to break through
I want to feel inspired without bein’ blue
I need some inspiration when there’s no rain
I need conversation that’s not in vain
A little less complication at the end of the day
I need some inspiration when there’s no rain
I know who to turn to and we’re on the phone
You say, “Once you know the truth it can’t be unknown”
I like that you get it. I like the way that we flow
I’d like to take you with me and see where we go
You’ll be my inspiration when there’s no rain
And we’ll have conversation that’s not in vain
A little less complication at the end of the day
You’ll be my inspiration when there’s no rain
And there’s no rain
This passing of time suits us well
We’re two of a kind I can tell
And we’ll be fine
We’ll have inspiration when there’s no rain
And we’ll have conversation that’s not in vain
A little less complication at the end of the day
You’ll be my inspiration when there’s no rain
And there’s no rain
I’ve never met you but I hear your features shine
He tells me you’re an artist with a longing look in his eye
I bet you’re smart, twirling pizzas high
Pretty and smart doing what you can to get by
I bet that you’d take to him, but he’s awfully shy
I told him to talk to you, but he won’t even try
Oh, to hear those words
Oh, you’re a lucky girl
I don’t even know you, but I know you well
That image of perfection, where does beauty dwell
We’re awfully quick to say that it’s inside
We hold our heads high with a false sense of pride
Those pictures in our magazines and pretty faces on our TV screens
We’re popping pills and powders to make us young
It’s time to move on…
Oh, to hear those words
Oh, you’re a lucky girl
Such a lucky girl
Yeah, you’re a lucky girl
I wake up in the morning and look at my clock
It’s way past noon I am late for work
Tell me tell me, what have I done wrong
Ain’t nothin’ goin’ right with me
Must be I’ve been smokin’ too long
I go to find me some breakfast, but I aint got no food
I take a shower, it don’t feel no good
Tell me tell me, what have I done wrong
Ain't nothing’ going’ right with me
Must be I’ve been smokin’ too long
I got opium in my chimney and no other life to choose
Nightmare made of hash dreams, got the devil in my shoes
Tell me tell me, what have I done wrong
Ain’t nothing’ going’ right with me
Must be I’ve been smokin’ too long
When I’m smokin’ I put my worries on a shelf
Don’t think of nothin’ I try not to see myself
Tell me tell me, what have I done wrong
Ain’t nothin’ goin’ right with me
Must be I’ve been smokin’ too long
In this blues I am singing there’s a lesson to be learned
Don’t go around smokin’ less you want to get burned
Tell me tell me, what have I done wrong
Ain’t nothin’ goin’ right with me
Must be I’ve been smokin’ too long
St. Francis
Welcome to the silver screen
You’re a pretty girl
But things are not always what they seem
Clever isn’t cute anymore
Too many up in arms
Too many men are keeping score
But they want you, they want you
They want you slightly different than you are
When they get what they want they’re gonna say…
Where did you go Francis? Where did you go?
When are you coming home?
Put you on display and challenge all of your ideas on God
Choose your poison and wash it down
Once the ball is rolling, they soon shall come to call
Soon you won’t notice the padding on the walls
Where did you go Francis?
Where did you go?
It’s not cruel, it’s science
It’s not unfair; it’s for the good of man
You’re momma takes the pen and looks the other way and cries…
Where did you go Francis?
Where did you go?
Did you find your freedom?
Did you find your way home, Francis?
They met in ’93 on Independence Day
She carried her guitar, he asked her to play for him
She took his breath away
He took her breath away
She drove 100 miles a week to kiss his golden hair
Light footsteps to his door, his parents sleeping just downstairs
So she’d come and go, you know, it could never last
She’d drive away into the night again and again
She’ll see this one through, take all the time you need
Will you fade in two, or will you be there?
These days he’s down in Florida drinking with his friends
He’s closing up the local bars and coming home to an empty bed
While she sings till dawn, singing about summer nights
When he would wake to hear her song
So she’d come and go, you know, it could never last
She’d drive away into the night again and again
She’ll see this one through, take all the time you need
Will you fade in two, or will you be there?
You’d like to know what’s comin’ next, to know if it will last
You want to see the future; you’d like to relive the past
But all you have is the moment now
Now is all you have!
These days he’s down in Florida drinking with his friends….
Boy in a Bar
For Yogananda, the last smile
Just when I got my feet on the ground, I’m leveled again by a boy in a bar
But the way he touched my face felt like salvation
And he’s so obviously not from L.A.
So I’ve already named our children
I’ve packed up my bags and I’m headed for New York
If he calls me today I might head for New York
And then there’s you, you’re so focused on the truth
That I feel so silly and I want that kind of peace of mind
I want that kind of peace of mind
You see, there’s always some illusion that trips me up
The oasis of fame, or a boy in a bar
But the way it shines, such shiny sweet temptation
I want to dive right into you
Shield me from this endless distraction
I want to hear what’s going on inside
Cause I want That kind of peace of mind
I want that kind of peace of mind
The way you smile though you know the end is near
Makes me feel so shallow and I want than kind of peace of mind
I want that kind of peace of mind
So, just when I got my feet on the ground
I’m leveled again by a boy in a bar!
Ain't life funny, ain't life grand,
Ain’t life great when you’re holding my hand
Don’t you worry
Ain’t life just a peach on a tree
Pick the one and realize you’re free
And there's no hurry
And when you finally wake up
It feels good to fill your cup with life again
Take a step back and take a look around
Kick off your boots and let your guard down
It’s not so scary
How beautiful to really feel
At last you know that this is real
And I would like to say thank you
Thank you for waking me up
It feels good to fill my cup with life again
Hop on in and let’s go for a ride
Take a spin and see what’s on the inside
It may surprise you!
Confetti lights flicker down in gold and calm
A passing high, passing it into your palm
Behind the stalls are three or four
Glasses crashing to the floor
You coat a shade of red, you stare into looking glass
Blackness thickens in your head, but this shall pass
You know this will pass
You return to confetti lights
Now raining down in silver hue
Keeping time all skin and bones
In feathered trends and denim blue
This one says you’re beautiful
It hits you with a ghostly air
Deadly still you plead the truth
Grasping to his hollow stare
There is nothing there, only hollow there
Chorus:
Behind the ropes a crowd awaits
The chosen passing through these gates
Behind the leather, leopard fluff
I call the hidden phantom’s bluff
So high, so low, so high, so low
One hit, two hit, red hit, blue hit
So high, so low
Showered in confetti bright
Now I have discovered you!
A trancic path bathed in light
The darkest black comes splashing through
I curse your empty promise land
I curse your beat that I obey
I curse them all that lead me here
Yet I return and here I stay
I return and I will stay
I return and here I will stay
Sitting under sky mapping out constalations
Wondering why the night fell faster than they could fly away
He said, “I love you, but I cannot stay”
I want to fly out of my shell
Out of the trouble of time
Out of the mouth of this solitude
Away from my fear
I’ll fly away from here
So I take flight, but the freedom to fly is bitter sweet
It feels more like falling down
But I am not beyond this; I am not beyond being here
I am not beyond this; I am not beyond being here
I am not beyond this; I am not beyond being here
I’ll meet you there
Where we can fly out of our shells
Out of the trouble of time
Out of the mouth of this solitude
Away from our fear
We’ll fly away from here
Sitting under sky mapping out constalations
Wondering why the night fell faster than they could fly away
He said, “I love you, but I cannot stay”
Wind rolls through empty streets
Winter falls upon us now
This is our only home
Our only home
Gathered round an open fire
Lost somewhere in space and time
We’ll find our way home
There’s a way home
Why is everyone so angry
Why do people try to hurt me
Don’t they understand the way I feel
They don’t know, they don’t care to know
They’re afraid to know
Wind rolls through empty streets
Winter falls upon us now
We’ll find our way home
There’s a way home
Our only home, our only home
Our only home
I was hoping for more and I was getting less
I’ve done this before and I am unimpressed
Got one foot out the door, I know you couldn’t tell
But then, you don’t know me that well
The shoe fits fine, but it don’t make the woman
I’m just doin’ what I can
So now I’m back in the boat just casting the line
I’m not turning home until the big one is mine
An un-baited line seems a pretty tough sell
But then, you don’t know me that well
This voice suits me fine but it don’t make the woman
I’m just doin’ what I can
Sometimes it feels like I’m the only one here
Other times it seems likely that you’re somewhat near
You thought it was over, you thought I’d fell
But then, you don’t know me that well
No, you don’t know me that well
I’m still hoping for more and I’m still getting less
The irony here is that I’m truly blessed
I’m making my way I’m doin’ what I can
And that’s what makes the woman
That’s what makes the woman!