Skeletons On The Path

Pills left me wrecked and confused.
Got a case of withdrawls.

The cost of curing the pain and ache.
A joyous ride.

Stabilizers and sanitizers are needed.
Call up the band.

Play poppy mellow songs.
Take it easy.

Keep the stress level on level.
The brain with catch up.

Health and all it requires.
Just to be sabotaged anyway.

Skeletons on the path.
Word up, that's not who you are.

Like the capsule of a pill.
The goodies are on the inside.

Released to neurons and other atoms.
Flown by blood to take on the offenders.

Delivered.
To the very last nerve.

Two Whole Weeks

Well, we ain't talking for two weeks.
Blocked that number, I'm going under.
For two whole weeks.

Well, I was done wrong, now I see.
Don't deserve my love, don't get my crush.
Now I fucking see.

Well, all they did was take and take.
Used all my time, all I got was lies.
Take, take, take.

Well, can't live wishing upon a star.
Too much to find, using my own mind.
Wishing upon a star.

Well, gonna make the most of it.
Get a little bit hazy, get a little bit lazy.
Making the most of it.

Well, we ain't talking for two weeks.
Don't want no rebound, gonna dial it down.
For two whole weeks.

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Exiled

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The ghosts are gone now.
No more car rides across the country.
It's been years.

They were on the pages.
Impressionable, easily swayed to go.
In that convertible '39 LaSalle.

Fell in true love right away.
Another starlight introduction is needed.
Hit me like a bolt.

Just a normal life with friends.
Two year railroad trip to San Quentin.
Smells of the house.

The lady decides.
Carolyn is the truest hero of On The Road.
Allowing the madness.

Two weeks of parties in Denver.
Kicked off to California to work the rails.
Fill up the money pot.

Make a life.
Fill it up with gasoline and cruise back.
Work was seasonal at that time.

Time for good times.
North Beach days, full of eastern visitors.
Direct from the mind.

They had serious lives.
Away from the fictional personalities.
The tide of respectability.

Then the prankster.
Broken hearted and exiled to idolatry.
Seeking the young soul.

Where Laughter Echoes

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All the writers went on vacation.
They had nothing to write about.
Politics is just too boring.
Its something we can do without.

Double crossers and baby fitters.
Grease running through their veins.
Coalitions and filibusters.
Ain't nothing gonna change.

The poets can finally take over.
The writers have cleared the stage.
Nostalgia's just regrets unknown.
Time we all turned the page.

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And ahead what we need is some guiding light, shining bright with a beam that goes a hundred miles, further than can be seen, we're gonna be alright, gonna be alright, gonna be alright.  Gonna be just fine.

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Colors.

Forms.

Mixes.

Shapes.

Wonder.

Air.

Senses.

Mood.

Believe what you want, what helps get you through the night, as we spin, suspended, into another space, to another time, where good is better than bad, where kind is better than mean, where irony drips its drops, where laughter echoes.

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Where laughter echoes.
Where laughter echoes.
Where laughter echoes.
Where laughter echoes.
Where laughter echoes.
Where laughter echoes.
Where laughter echoes.
Where laughter echoes.

Working The Bullfights

Literal is enough.
Give it straight.
Information only.
The kind that is.
Keep the speculation away.
Chunk it to the sea.
The water will decide.
Direct inspirations.
That compel.

Discovered in the Orient.
Testing has begun.
Total connection of minds.
Hearts can wait.
Their beats are numbered anyway.

Spain ain't all what it's cracked up to be.
When you're poor.
And on the run.
Working the bullfights.
For dinner and some change.
The prodigals do return.
Welcomed back.
Consequences, the slate is clean.
Abundance, the plate is full.

At A Punk Rock Show

Endurance and thumping, and cracking up.
Body aches got me on my knees.
Awake, you can relate, so you know.
This ain't no time to sleep.

We'll wait for dinner, there's no rush.
Careful with the brain freeze.
Give your nerves a bit of time to rest.
Try to find some peace.

And there's glasses and decorations.
There's a done up tree.
Then there's glances and adorations.
A toast to the brave and the free.

But crowns don't last too long.
We all bound to get it wrong.
Lets all break out in song.
Singing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oooh.

Money's just something else to burn.
Better burn it slow.
Got nothing to do with what I learned.
In New York, at a punk rock show.

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The Ladies Powder Room

From the back parking lot, and a walk up.
Ensure the name tags are right.
Make it great.

All we need is a vodka tonic.
It is a fine cut of beef.
Even the vegans think so.

Be seen at the club.
Huge, solid pillars, castle-like.
Wide doorways and all the particulars.

Many arrivals, many grand evenings.
The valet operation.
In control and occupied.

The fireplace is heating up this room.
Especially with the doors closed.
Skyline view.

Urban neon of Dallas.
Delicious.
Pecans are true friends.

Technicalities and graphic designs.
Down with the dress down.
An hour in make-up.

Superwoman in a chaotic scene.
This must be practiced.
Compound fractures and head wounds.

A public service.
Our hostess.
Everybody loves to win a raffle.

Talk amongst yourselves.
The season has begun.
If we can clear the ladies powder room.