The Privateers 

This takes me back to long car journeys with Emma. More Bird loving…
Don’t sell me anything 

Your one time offer, so uncalled-for 

You call it peace of mind 
Cause I can see your house from here 

 Now all the leaves have fallen, dear 

I can see you’re just a little privateer 

As your confession draws more near
Time and again, I find I’m listless 

Or rather, fistless 

In time, oh, that’s what I find 
So carry me to Mecca 

With what you may divine 

Take me with you, take me with you 

Don’t leave me behind 
Oh cause I, I don’t want your life insurance 

Home, auto, health, flood, and fire insurance 

Oh, just make, please make this basic inference 

And speak of me in the present tense 
Oh cause I, I can see your ships from here 

Now all the weather’s so bright and clear 

I can see you’re just a little profiteer 

As your confession draws more near 
As your confession draws more near 
As your confession draws more near

Jealous Guy

Old words new version. Both John Lennon and Hurray For The Riff Raff. You speak from my heart.

 

I was dreaming of the past
and my heart was beating fast
I began to lose control
I began to lose control
I didn’t mean to hurt you
I’m sorry that I made you cry
Oh my I didn’t want to hurt you
I’m just a jealous guy

I was feeling insecure
You might not love me anymore
I was shivering inside
I was shivering inside
Oh I didn’t mean to hurt you
I’m sorry that I made you cry
Oh my I didn’t want to hurt you
I’m just a jealous guy

[Whistling]

I didn’t mean to hurt you
I’m sorry that I made you cry
Oh my I didn’t want to hurt you
I’m just a jealous guy

I was trying to catch your eyes
I thought that you were trying to hide
I was swallowing my pain
I was swallowing my pain
I didn’t mean to hurt you
I’m sorry that I made you cry
Oh my I didn’t want to hurt you
I’m just a jealous guy
watch out baby I’m just a jealous guy
Look out baby I’m just a jealous guy

Acts Of Man

Trust Midlake to pen something so great. It mirrors my yearning to return to something simpler. My ground has broken open, from the inside I want to be inside and part of it.
If all that grows starts to fade, starts to falter
Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait
Let all that run through the fields through the quiet,
Go on with their, own with their own hidden ways

When all newness of gold travels far from
Where it had once been,
Born like the earth over years
And when the acts of man
Cause the ground to break open
Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait

Great are the sounds of all that live
And all that man can hold

If all that grows starts to fade, starts to falter
Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait
Great are the sounds of all that live
And all that man can hold

Great are the sounds of all that live.

The Snow Leopard

This one is for my beautiful super moon tonight.

Written about reading Peter Matthiesen’s book of the same title:

“I wanted to write a song that reflected the exalted/frustrated way I felt when reading the book, rather than responding to it in a more literal way. Did you see the “Planet Earth” footage of a snow leopard hunting in the Himalayas? So surreal and beautiful…”

The way is to climb
the way is to lie still
and let the moon do its work on your body

and then to rise
through forests and oceans of lives
and through the way of the black rocks, splitting, wide,
and flow
ten thousand miles.”

well, I’ve had enough,
wasting my body, my life
I’ll come away, come away from the shallows

but can this sullen child,
as bound as the ox that i ride,
climb to the heart of the white wind, singing, high,
and blow
through my frozen eyes?

The Hill

The past few days are the biggest rollercoaster. I’ve laughed and cried with people all week and discovered that I maybe a ‘good’ person. I’m finding that bit hard still. I realise how much I am still learning and unlearning. The boat has been nudged in a slightly different direction and though I’m still me it’s moving somewhere slightly different.

I have more love and thanks and respect than in humanly possible for strangers who have shown me nothing but kindness. Friends for life even if we never meet again, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. You know who you are if you read this, as I hope you will.

I still don’t feel at all well and last night almost wobbled off this world but I I know there is more and the light that was so painfully snubbed out recently is returning.

Markéta Irglová says it better than I ever will..

Walking up the hill tonight,
When you have closed your eyes.
I wish I didn’t have to make all those mistakes, and be wise.
Please try to be patient, and know that I’m still learning.
I’m sorry that you have to see the strength inside me burning.

Where are you, my angel now?
Don’t you see me crying?
And I know that you can’t do it all!
But you can’t say I’m not trying.
I’m on my knees in front of him!
But he doesn’t seem to see me.
With all his troubles on his mind, he’s looking right through me.
And I’m letting myself down beside this fire in you!
And I wished that you could see I have my troubles too!

Looking at you sleeping,
I’m with a man I know.
I’m sitting here weeping, while the hours pass so slow.

And I know that in the morning, I have to let you go.
And you’ll be just a man once I used know.
For these past few days someone I don’t recognize.
This isn’t all my fault!
When will you realize.

 

Stay on my shore

I often visit the sea in a little boat in my dreams and when I meditate. There’s more on this to come soon. I love the words in this beauty. At the moment my boat is broken out on the rocks. But I’m letting the smoke do the cleaning, the pages of my story are about to begin. Happy adventures all.

Stay on my shore, and don’t desert me
And if you go, the wind will blow you back to me
And if your boat is broken out on the rocks
It wasn’t anger but a longing
We feed the birds, syrup and seed
So they stay near, so we can see

Flashing red and blue amid the green
When the fruit has long since rotten
Rolled in the needles and wrecked our skin
Gave it all to be empty
Wrapped in leaves, wet and clinging
In reeds, so holy

We split the cord
Of cedar and holly
And lie indoors
Let the smoke do the cleaning
And sweeten our skin with the salt and a stone
There’s the pages of our story

Joan Shelley

Hero

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Dear America, thinking about you all tomorrow and your ‘American Dreams’. Keep fighting, I hope the election is better than we can all hope and a little more kindness and a little less judgement is exercised. All of us are fighting the same battle, go vote and make your voice part of your future.
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Let me go
I don’t wanna be your hero
I don’t wanna be a big man
Just wanna fight with everyone else
Your masquerade
I don’t wanna be a part of your parade
Everyone deserves a chance to
Walk with everyone else
While holding down
A job to keep my girl around
And maybe buy me some new strings
And her a night out on the weekend
And we can whisper things
Secrets from our American dreams
Baby needs some protection
But I’m a kid like everyone else
So let me go
I don’t wanna be your hero
I don’t wanna be a big man
I Just wanna fight like everyone else
Oh
So let me go
I don’t wanna be your hero
I don’t wanna be a big man
I Just wanna fight with everyone else
Your masquerade
I don’t wanna be a part of your parade
Everyone deserves a chance to
Walk with everyone else
Family of the Year

Stay Gold

The sun shone high those few summer days
Left us in a song, wide-eyed haze
It shone like gold
It shone like gold

But just as the moon it shines straight
So dawn goes down today
No gold can stay
No gold can stay

What if our hard work ends in despair?
What if the road won’t take me there?
Oh, I wish, for once, we could stay gold

What if to love and be loved’s not enough?
What if I fall and can’t bear to get up?
Oh, I wish, for once, we could stay gold
We could stay gold

We’re on our way through rugged land
Top of that mountain we wanted to stand
With hearts of gold
With hearts of gold

But there is only forward, no other way
Tomorrow was your hope at the end of the day
And gold turns gray
And gold turns gray

What if our hard work ends in despair?
What if the road won’t take me there?
Oh, I wish, for once, we could stay gold

What if to love and be loved’s not enough?
What if I fall and can’t bear to get up?
Oh, I wish, for once, we could stay gold
We could stay gold

All of my dreams, they fall and form a bridge
Of memories where I can get back
All of my dreams, they fall and form a bridge
Of memories where I can’t get back to you

What if our hard work ends in despair?
What if the road won’t take me there?
Oh, I wish, for once, we could stay gold

What if to love and be loved’s not enough?
What if I fall and can’t bear to get up?
Oh, I wish, for once, we could stay gold
We could stay gold

Could stay gold
Stay gold

Giant Of Illinois

The Giant of Illinois
Died of a blister on his toe

After walking all day
Through the first winters’ snow

Throwing bits of stale bread
to the last speckled doves

He never even felt,
his shoes fill with blood

Delirious with pain,
his bedroom walls began to glow

And he felt himself floating
up through falling snow

And the sky was a woman’s arms
And the sky was a woman’s arms

A boy with a clubbed foot
sat next to him at school

Once upon a summer’s day
they went walking through the woods

They spotted a sleeping swan
On the banks of a muddy stream

They stoned it with rocks
till it collapsed in the reeds

They laid out on the grass
full of chocolate and lemonade

And underneath it all
the Giant was afraid

And the sky was a woman’s arms
Oh, the sky was a woman’s arms

And the sky was a woman’s arms.

Autumn Sun

My youth stood by the harbor
Her hands set in a wave
Like no more evening and day
Now I see the beauty I failed to see when she was me
Life undress me of her, step by step
Like a silk dress, she fell to my feet

She brought me flowers
Said she liked my work
I thought she couldn’t do us any harm
He never liked that kind of charm
But how could he resist
When her dress let in the autumn sun?

I used to watch the sparrows
Perched on electric wires
Like notes of a song waiting to be sung
For you, I wrote them down
He laughed at life that kept me sane
In a world of dark dark games

She brought me flowers
Said she liked my work
I thought she couldn’t do us any harm
He never liked that kind of charm
But how could he resist
When her dress let in the autumn sun?

She watered the garden and played with the kids
For her birthday, let her try on his wedding ring

She brought me flowers
Said she liked my work
I thought she couldn’t do us any harm
He never liked that kind of charm
But how could he resist
When her dress let in the autumn sun?