axis
oh, what hopes we all contain...
(suspicious that the differences are the same)
and in the summer, when the winter gets all its practice-
gonna rock this motherfucker off the axis.
hey...

oh what hopes we all contain...
(suspicious that the differences are the same)
and in the summer, when the winter gets all its practice-
ya gonna rock this motherfucker off the axis.
please...


berkeley

when they go to the castle,
and i have to follow,
and i keep it- potion, in a bottle.
and its childish,
but i keep it.

shes wise, hes peacefull,
shes loving, hes fearless...

when they come from the new dancy,
on the sidewalk, and its fancy-
mmm! its getting late in the game,
but i got a little feeling that its still the same.
and its childish, but i keep it.


chicago

momma, you took the wind out of my canvas when you told me.
the place you used to occupy is fragrant beyond compare.
your affection... i grasp for it now that its falling away.
and remembering, now- what it felt like before i knew you.
when everything i did was only something i did without you.
oh chicago,
oh chicago.


time of your arrival

you come to me through the grass,
and i know the time of your arrival.
i been thinking, all along the path-
how youre so desirable.

by the bridge in the pines,
we sail unprepared down the autumn river.
by the bridge in the pines-
we stand and stare at the moss for the very last time.

fuck all those wearisome songs of loss,
cause i cant get through to myself for impatience.
oh baby just dont try- love the self and cast it wide.
(under the fur, by the stream, in the tent)

wow the breath of magic is alluring.
(gonna have to wink to the one good eye of the dawn)
somehow always to the will of the moment bending,
in the sunlight, on the back proch, on the back lawn..


ohio

gone are the days when my heart was young and gay.
gone are my friends, from the cotton fields, away.
gone from this earth- to a better place, i know.
i hear their tender voices callin, 'ohio'

im comin, im comin- my head is hangin low,
i hear their tender voices callin, 'ohio'

im comin, im comin- my head is hangin low,
i hear their gentle voices callin, 'ohio'

im comin, im comin- my head is hangin low,
i hear the angels voices callin, 'ohio'