Mag Earwhig!

The most gracious thanks to Yin Pin for helping out.

Can't Hear The Revolution

Can't hear the revolution
God rolls the sun
As he walks down the highway
I have kissed you - you will leave
And the friction in the morning
The friction 'round suppertime
Can't hear the revolution

Sad If I Lost It

Strikes me as an animal
And now gone kissing
But soon be missing home
And waving at waterfalls
Too strong not to mention
With tempting extensions unknown

Oh, this time I really mean that
A cracking coat where I dig that
Oh, this time I want to keep it alone
Oh, this time I really trust you
But it can't belong to anyone
And I'd be so sad if I lost it

And the courage seekers
Of the aborted logos
Of declaration "no-go" are gone
But I'll keep a light for 'em
Hold down the fort for 'em
And wear my maroon blazer all the time

I Am A Tree

I am a tree - I show my age when I don't cry
I have the leaves that will fall off when wind blows by
Don't strip off my bark - I have been stripped of it before
Yesterday's gone and tomorrow has so much more in store

You are a bird - you're taking off in every way
Say the last word until there is nothing more to say

Don't interrupt - you know the squirrels are my friends
Get off my limb - for I will break before I bend

I'm planning to see
I'm planning to feel you all over me
So climb up my trunk and build on your nest
Come and get the sap out if me
I am a tree!
Fruitless and free!
No symmetry!
Touch me and see!

I am a tree - counting my rings will do no good
I won't live long but I would be with you if I could
When you take flight, remember me to one who lives there
Since you have flown, there's something special in the air
(Re-zoom/Busy signals from the home front)

The Old Grunt

Firmly rooted and quite hellbent
The old grunt packs up the hose
And pokes his nose through the old trunk trap
Hurts from years of concentration
Spent in the umpires association
Talking 'bout the next sensation
Up and coming
But now he's strumming
A buzzing one-stringer
Always quite a singer
Did his wife in the dueling banjos....
(Scarred but tougher)

Bulldog Skin

I played the part
I played the start
I made a table out of clay
I placed my hands upon the plans
I waited for a proud display
I played around
I heard the sound of certain trouble on the way

I got bulldog skin

I took a car
I drove it far
I dug the quality of steel
I crashed my nerve
I made it swerve
I made it back - was no big deal
I tasted blood
A date with scud
And now I don't know how to feel

I got bulldog skin
(Spark from the master)

Are You Faster?

Near a distant sea
Her clear yellow eyes
Are opening to pink and black skies
And soon they are blinking
With compound camera eyes
Are you faster
Than the eyes of the car-people?
Styled in silver
Are you able to roam
Faster then the lighthouse keeper credits you?

I Am Produced

I am pressed, printed, stomped
And strategically removed
I am everybody
Insane without innocence
I am trapped, tricked, packaged
And shipped out
I am produced
I am produced
Pressed, printed, stomped, tripped
Trapped, tricked, packaged, shipped...
(The prisoner leaves limping)

Knock 'Em Flying

When you're called to the plough
You will always slide inside her
If you work really hard
You will lose yourself and wrong her
Wait a little longer
Plough when you feel it
It's your right-tonight
And take it slow
If you grow it will you try it
You'll be so inspired to go out
And bring back the only one who matters anyhow
(The logical nod)

(Off and running...headbone ringing with animal medicine)

Not Behind The Fighter Jet

Militant babies came to me
And tole me "Don't be afraid to try"
Phenomenal stuntkids in the street
Popping out of the black ghost pie (it pleases the chef)
Fearless ones-cracked up Jack and Jill
They're down there in the bunker still
You look like a sniper anyway
I'm not behind the fighter jet
I'd much rather back a simple girl
I've seen your plan and it's all wet
A noseload of prophecies coming to me
Caught in the trap where bravery steps
A wounded mercenary bleeds
In the hall of fantastically fine things
Where the path of glory leads
Lately I think it's grown too hard
Coming up with the winning card
But who's gonna beat them in their own backyard
(A motion to remove the entire staff.
Don't forget the double crossing crew)

Choking Tara

Days into weeks
She rattled my mind
We stayed out all week
And got happy this time
She fills empty space
I kinda need it that way
Crybaby says bye to me
I can't imagine that all our troubles will go away
But I could catch her and break the falls
I could snatch her with breaks and claws
Today when every "fake it"
Decides to make it
They just can't take it away
Shove it, cus I'll just stay
Like an ugly unwanted stray
Don't care what you say
(Intermission)
(No more skinny cheeks
and distributors of poison)

Hollow Cheek

In the silver waters
We race each new morning
In the vegetable stream
Long live the dream
The mightiest toughman leads
Into the skeleton forest
On cold ass western wheels
The one of whom we speak:
A very hollow cheek

Portable Men's Society

Makes good sense to me
Proud men wear it only
Brings good company
How am I so lonely
So run away
The sun is outside of a world at play
Awaiting the solid gold display
Mysterious engines run
To keep the dream from ending
To cloak obscures the gun
To keep what's worth defending
The best of days
The ones to remember are crumbling now
The vandals come for rummage
Affordable trends in anxiety
Especially the ones that make you raw
Portable men's society!
Now I mention these things
(Another date with Scud)

Little Lines

They should never take you away
Not with all the little lines you say
Especially when you make them laugh
Come with me - believe in what you're making me
Baby, out of sadness there is pain
But your barrage of little lines is making me
Change now
Philosophers and critics of the play
We listen hard to every word we say
Especially when it makes us laugh
(Outside the ordinary)

Learning To Hunt

You were a child reaching out brave and true
For big thins in the next room
And I couldn't step into such open sky
Where on the crest of uncertainty you loom
I'm learning to hunt for you
Say that you'll never run too far away
Even with all the answers out there
Where it's brighter but no one will care
Half as much as I care about you
I'm learning to hunt for you
(Back inside ordinary)

The Finest Joke Is Upon Us

Mother - feeling your hand-eye
Believe you and I did then
And mother-release every bad seed
The geese are leaving the trees
Exposed to winter's cold
They waited too long - But we too
Exaggerated and now take the cake away
It's a long song and I can't play it
So give me a grip now collector of bones
Worlds of smoke
Distorted mirror broken
Paradise is open but I choke
One of these days when I see through the smoke
There'll be the day I get the joke
(Come back glowing - it's a blow to us all)

Mag Earwhig!

Blessed is the way to a man's heart
Quite so even out of dreadlock
But the bastard of an ex-warhorse kicks
And I smiled like an electric child
(A sign reading: Welcome To New Limited Dimensions)

Now To War

There is no boy in me now
There is no time and I'm alone
But I am only breathing - breathing around
I get involved with your crowd
They make me feel so alone
If you could only see me when I'm around
But this is you and this is war
It makes me drink even more
And I'll have fun then I'll make a mark on you
I'll tell you all that I am
How simple feet will walk for free
Until you injure me again
(Enter the drag queen)

Jane Of The Waking Universe

Jane of the waking universe!
A wrinkled rose snapped back
And the flies on flowers spreading out
To all sickness of humanity
Listen to our queen as she is offering free samples
Of her lovely garden spoils
Jane of the waking universe
And undulating always like the tide
The devil's bride is calling all toward her skirt
And in the loving folds there we will hide inside
From any would be sneak attack
Until it's safe to journey back
Jane of waking universe
(Repeat forever if necessary)

The Colussus Crawls West

It's too late now she's got me dreaming
Without you there is no truth according to me
Inside and around me tears got me drinking
Without you there is no scope in the morning for me
One of these days in the night
Old enemies will come back to fight
And since you would then disagree
We will be skinned alive
When full colored kings arrive
And teach then we will all we know
Bring popcorn for Geronimo
And dance with our freshly made friends
Ignoring the old ones - the boring and cold ones
And when the colossus crawls west
Jazz bastards will fall and confess
We all love you so and
You rock is paradise plastic
It's cheap and fantastic!
(Insert your favorite dessert _______________)

Mute Superstar

I see them in the dark
Fairy wings are green
Chemical minx disguises
Significant pink UFOs I'm not up there!
Approach me now!
We hope these cables will serve you well
We hold these truths and they're not to sell
I'm not up there!
Approach me now!

Bomb In The Bee-Hive

Here I go around the blame
Here I go with hand over flame
Down on the floor at 9:00
A scene not fully recognized
At precisely 9:00
Here I go with clapping hands
Here I go with "still no plans"
Illuminate the mystery
The film is not for view
The film is not for you.