Curiosities and Such

from silence
hear choirs of voices call
objects fall then you tremble
by winter, trees wither
gushing winds freeze the landscape
froze your heart

all these curiosities and such
nothing else could torment you this much
all these curiosities and such
all these curiosities
misuses, atrocities

your fingers, pull me in
let me go
unleash your grasp from my throat
I saw you
your heart moved to a place that deceived us
you're amused


Which Witch

in the night I heard your voice
you were hunting me
ran outside, dug up the soil
until I found the key
through the branches to a door
hidden in the trees
will you find me, will you
hang me with no hope

which witch
because you know i've been tricked, tricked
never looked behind me
which witch
because you know i've been tricked, tricked
kept a knife beside me

kept a book with pages torn
that you rearranged
all the words to make it known
that we lost our way
left alone to wonder why
you cut your hands at your wrists
eating from my table
laughing like a devil


Let Us Speak No More, Let Us Speak Light

back from spines and shivers
what's the last thing that you said
from sounds of baking timbers
I could hear you as you left
makes no sense to wonder
when I know where you have gone
i'll search until I falter
until I lose all that I know

let us speak no more
let us speak no more
let us speak light
enter with aging
exit while wasting
let us speak light

Victorian Intuition/Father Winter Replies

your waistcoat high
into self absorption, deviation
no victorian intuition

can't find the switch
to the light bulb of concentration
no victorian, no victorian,
no victorian, no victorian intuition

out of tune, unfit for singing
oh, it's alright
nothing's changed then
right beside my four eyed pretties
oh, it's all right, they forgive me

collectively we sigh
father winter replies
time beds to meet our cries
father winter replies
hasty, hasty, how to simmer?
first, read the words, then consider
pinch of salt, a spoon of patience,
to be complete when he's finished

clutch all your false diagrams
proof for malnutrition
no victorian intuition

your prevent what you have
to prove all your inclinations
no victorian, no victorian
no victorian, no victorian intuition


Rudimentary Animation

sealed with age by a brush stroke
steam of colors
choirs in full voices, whole notes
ears dumbfounded

animation
rudimentary, forged by ancient sons
animation
infantile attempts, explanations

reasonings by the old robed,
bearded philosophers
kept preserved through enlightenments
quandaries answered?

animation, animation
animation, animation


Draw For Me, M.C. Escher

i'm not able to draw you
a better shape
like saville's prized pupil
majors, minors
resemble my better traits
when ivory's press down
so who will show me
how to make a better shape?

draw for me,
draw for me
m.c. escher
odd shapes,
eloquently
m.c. escher

you draw leopards and owls,
are you gothic now?
what in the tarnation?
don't play silly or invent
atrocities, fears or trepidations
all I wanted was to see
what you'd create


Four Gone Pierre (Or What Electricity Made)

what dictates,
is it your love or your distaste?
as with science, appliances,
i'm acquired taste
or chalk beneath your nails,
why so afraid,
of what electricity made?
comfort please
it takes so little to appease
on the dials, my rivals win
they told me
"there's no need let yourself out to please"

why so afraid, so afraid
so afraid, so afraid?


The First Time I Loved Her It Was Here

the first time I loved her it was here
they discovered us
playing in the ponds with toads
and leafy dragons
the first time I loved her it was here
afternoons in the fall
nothing but to wonder
where now should we wander?
sleep on beds of grass
awoken by our hunger

the first time I loved her it was here
leaves upon the stark landscape
we supposed the world
would never change us
the first time I loved her it was here
secrets left in hearts
you withdrew your hand
to see what lay behind us
I could never plead enough
to make you hold on

the first time I loved her it was here
faces strained in doubt
bodies in unseemly gestures
the obscene shrieks
the first time I loved her it was here
shameless utterance
agonies that freeze,
prolong what memories have
brought to wasted birth
assembled points of regret
languish with despair
the trees will droop and wither
winter will remain
the sadness of our weather

the first time I loved her it was here


I Recall the Telephone Booth

you left on a train
on the morning of october
"won't you button up your coat?" I said "it's cold out here"
who was I to think
there could ever be a future
you assured me once
it was all I could bear,
as I waited on the corner
the telephone booth,
I recall

you wrote of tragedies
on a letter stained with your tears
"I will never be the same"
I said "to me, you will"
in the evening I remained
still unsettled on the corner
would your voice return to me
at the end of this wire?
or will we always be
this lonely?


On Being Principally Utopian

for now we drink
from cups of crude offerings
drawn from the wells
of those with real sufferings
for now we hold to thoughts
of great pleasure
stripped of all worth, all dignity
who remembers
not being utopian?
on being utopian

watch as the children
march in vast numbers
you had the last chance
but chose all the others
from the allure
of all of your treasures
you're not inclined to think
so you don't remember
not being utopian
on being utopian
la la la la la la la la la la


Whether By Horse, Or Horseless

I embark through mountains
the belly of the earth
envelopes me like fountains
uou're not by my side
so who will navigate me
through the leaves and the branches?
unreal foes and creatures
altered forms and features

whether by a horse
or horseless carriage, oh-oh
I will return
whether by a horse
or horseless carriage, oh-oh
I will come home

careful not to falter
the rumors of the night
invade my ears like laughter
thankful for the lights
that capture all the moths
and guide me with their brightness
gather wood in darkness
speak in tones of softness


Only Copernicus

telescope, I see you
have a vision for me
nights spent in solitude
of discovery
I don't know
if I have the courage to speak
of what i've discovered

only copernicus
measurements of magnificence
only copernicus
instruments of intelligence
only copernicus
symmetry of astronomy
only copernicus
blasphemy and heresy

instruments, I see you
have a number for me
my words sync with your words
as I state my beliefs
I don't know
if I have the courage to speak
of what i've discovered


My Grandfather, The Cubist

oh-a-oh my grandfather, the cubist
i'm the seventh son
born to sons of ideals
oh-a-oh my grandfather, the cubist
i'm the daughter born
to the sons of ideas

my grandfather, the cubist
an ageless countenance
in the midst of our times
a voice among the great icons
a force felt like a wind
on my generation

Like Fools, They Bathed In Pools

made a list to store everything I have ignored
even though I used to not forget
first there were the trees that we planted tree by tree
pity how they died from gross neglect

like fools they bathed in the pools
danced oblivious on the roofs
laughed while God predicted ruin
like fools they bathed in the pools

others passed me by, i'm not one to analyze
i've not strength nor will nor hope to achieve
kept from entering, then dismissed by age and means
reaching for the last inch of the string

in time, you'll view another
who relinquished himself to imaginations
no spine, to fault another
he forgot what to learn from the generations he copies as he spurns


The Warmth Of Wooden Lanterns

it's still so near
what was before
reduced ourselves, to the earth

the warmth of wooden lanterns
light that we first felt
after we were banished

what is not ours
from where we were
we chose a life of regret

The Otherly Opus

clusters spring from the mounds
assembled acorns form shapes of crowns
all the fair folks sing
unto the wise who know to listen
sleeping creatures revive
woke by the faintest pinch of the pines
my own lyric ceases as a song arrives

ph oh, oh oh
otherly opus

autumn calls down the leaves
tells the maple "drip from the trees"
sends out invitations
to unwrap the gift of seasons
what may come after these?
age of sciences and of dreams
medicines, inventions and philosophies


Frivolity And Its Necessities

contemplate what holds you at this time?
books, self help, pills for your spells
never quiet for fear no one listens
somewhere you'll be someone

become everything you fear
frivolity and its necessities
become everything you fear
frivolity

two and six, tricked to feeling younger
never valiant when it's time
he's someone you used to remember
still immersed in mirrors


Colours In Dutch

life as a movement, still
like a single leaf that finally fell
fear of more moments lost
all the years failings will never be stopped

oh, such colours in Dutch
so much colour in Dutch

time caught in photographs
I remember when futures were planned
stared at with vacant eyes
all the white coats prescribe you a life


The Ushering In Of The Magical Era

writings found beneath the stairs
where youth dares to crawl
gasps and murmurs, muffled shrills
phantoms trape the halls

the ushering, ushering in of the magical era

statues of your ancestors
speech in whispered tones
as houdini reappears
to unmask a form

magical, magical, oh oh
magical, magical


Write Your Last Paragraph

where do minutes of the past
go when the hands of clocks have passed?
you ask "are you troubled much?"
I say "it's like when we were young"

write your last paragraph
memories of life
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh

i've resolved not to insist
on whether I can weather this
winter aged us like the paint
that gathers by the window pane


The Memory Of Alpha

thought I saw a specter in the tree
be careful if you slumber
was walking in the garden, heard you leave
soon we'll need to be covered
I arrived, as the light was lifted
from your eyes

memory, memory, memory, memory
memory, memory, memory, memory
memory of alpha

are you bleeding?
oh, it's just a stain
I thought I heard you speaking
rrembling as you inch towards my embrace
what is it that you're holding?
you replied, before the innocence
had left my eyes


Red Will Dye These Snows Of Silver

I arrived to hear the earth unleash its cries
a guilty hand
the fruit of past fracturings
first to be of many future histories
from suffered birth

now red will dye these snows of silver
red will dye these snows of silver

famous by the mark inflicted on your life
the generations find new use for your crime
on green hills an angel
guards a bleak reminder
for all time


(The Timbre Of) The Timber Colony

from unknown books
come printed discoveries
enlightenment, recoveries
after the words have been read
from memory
the secrets start assembling

timber colony
ageless melodies
timber colony
books of memories

horns blow as we greet
in sight of good company
the forest entertains our thoughts
fond ones that dream
of richness and splendor
the wood beckons for us to sing


Ponderance Need Not Know

I begin to unfold like envelopes sent
by the hands of those who unfold
from the early part of a childhood, misspent
I remember books I now misquote

hush below
oh, oh ponderance need not know

all the icicles from the house that hanged us
I realize they still melt on us
you decline to reach for the apparatus
I cry as they carry you out

down to the earth
from before our birth
kept sealed


A Glass To Count All The Hours

sleep until night
the slowness of ancient sights
ponder the voice of birds in song
light enters by the glowing of fireflies
you said "is this forever ours?"

here is the light
that comes in brilliant forces
reminding us of what was lost
older than time, the rush of ending ages
stories of ours
a glass to count all the hours

a rustle of leaves
peaked your curiosity
I thought you might be vanishing
tricked by a worm
bewitched while imagining
the ghost of the earth took you from me

Sheffield Youth

no future is where we have come from
the blight of infinite choices
the height of severe disillusion
in rooms we plot different options

life is clear when we plug in our cables

sheffield youth
we changed the course

the sound of competing voices
the eyes roll up with the noses
we build protection on stages
to prove the future of noises


The Envelopes Brigade

skilled with a saw and pulse
but not with this ailing urge
you with your words and notes
too scared to try
are you paralyzed?

who’s afraid
of the soldiers of the envelopes brigade?

teased by the sound you’ve heard
you try, but it sounds like birds
back to the classifieds
too scared to try
are you paralyzed?


Mistook

lost in the dark of your youth
the pain of sinking down
you’re much too old for that

held by your own list of truths
you thought you never knew
when will you start to live?

mistook


Wireless, From London

all the letters you sent are all I've read
you're the author of memories
as the turn of the century has passed
so has our dreams
lost in the ether between
i remember before, the pleading eyes
as I reassured you again
you said someday I would live to regret
but I just forgot how to live
i lost more than I had to give

nothing here to protect from the cold
i left home without a hope
to the station through the winter snow
will my message get through?
distance has come between us
distance has threatened our love
distance won't tear us apart....
wireless

The Romantic Balloons

we left our things on the ground
cheered by the voice of the crowd
all of the world disappears as we embark

i'll come to greet you soon
and bring to you the romantic balloons

you asked me when i'd arrive
I said I can't give a time
who knows what courses the winds carry ships on their flights


You Forget

oh, look back
all the leaves are turning pale
to us, it's light, it's time
come with me
these are moments
to breathe in the warmth
a brighter life

you forget
you said you would never want
to leave it all to be erased


The Fifth Point Of The Compass

who's aboard this ancient ship, am I?
sailing over seas and clouds
friends among the ghosts, our companions
I am host to those who fell

theories among us, the fifth point of the compass
magic between us, the fifth point of the compass turns

I look out to see what lies below
lights create a blinding home
voices from the heart of the graveyard
keep me from hearing myself


The Brass Stopped Before The Second Mooring

gather your things we'll be landing soon
all our relatives are nearing the completion tower

like a single clock
all the hours closed
you glanced back to fear for our lives
then we died

taken by the sound of failing hearts
you turned to me and said "nothing will keep us apart"

The Ministry of Archers

lean on your sufficience
string up your pittance
massacre your valuables
choke the remaining beasts
you've gained the will
to gather all the vigilant

pull back the bow, snap
the ministry of archers.

slaughtered
i've buried those slain on the hills
we've lost more than we've gained to doubt
best to prepare your feet
move out in droves
come make yourself invaluable


Most Terrible Archer

separate your chief anxieties
cut the cord, but you won't
excommunicate from our society
are you bold? you are not

oh no
the most terrible, terrible
archer

you among the league of militants
how little you have learned
tried and failed to be one of the innocents
little left of yourself

little left of myself
little right of yourself


Become As Murderers

minus blood i'm still not you
multiplied you are not so noble
irrational and crippled, too
how the life escapes from your veins

we've become as murderers

loss of mind or still too blind?
sucking your desire to be useful
I cannot pretend or try
watching as your blood bursts inside


A Hatchet, A Hatchet

butchered to be left in parts
disregard, labeled odd
brain preserved in testing jars, then forgot
typical condition
tape the arms
stitch the eyes shut
all for blood, all four walls, what to follow?

a hatchet, to the corners of your heart

drawn toward the cutlery
have to go, have to go
carve your shame by incision, precision
description, prescription
when to rest, when to unrest
where to find different sorts
other recourse?

a hatchet, to the corners of your heart

have begun
to become
to be used
i've mispoken
have no thoughts of my own
mimic those
I have worshipped

a hatchet, to the corners of your heart


Quite Quieter Than Spiders

in between
wools and weaves
knots and ties
unhinged eyes
constantly
panicky
he's hunting me

fa, la, la, la
quite quieter than spiders

either one
none will numb
what to use
to misuse?
walls to climb
fangs to hide
immobilize


Rickety Trickery

perpetually paralyzed
kept within unkept frames of mind
ignorant or technically blind?
I have to make you realize
I have to make you realize

trickery, oh

stretched upon a table device
your hands screw the clamps on the vice
random ends of pins on the spine
I have to make you realize
I have to make you realize


Can You Refrain

unable to socialize
sleep deprived
sloping countenance
raised to be a neurotic
compulsive
this or something else?

can you, can you, can you
can you refrain
no, no, no

seldom acts of character
age reduced
high view of yourself
create an elusive place
a future race
(my question) who treats imbalance?


Bears In Hibernation

one so weary of life
have you heard that there are names for this?
with no concept of time
much can happen to the incompetent

with an updated life
you still act as if you're in despair
grumbling mouth, bitter mind
what will happen if the beacon breaks in mid-air?

what is your condition?
like bears in hibernation


Octuplet Down

to what effect
do you think?
better to check
than to shrink
too late to try
you'd rather deny
time to behead
your professor, he's better off dead

octave down, oh, octave down

much to decide
when you're young
thought twenty five
meant you were done
who told you their philosophy?
don't change your mind
teachers' bankrupt from her head to her feet

Friend Of Mannequin

go on, ask yourself
am I talking to myself?
have no confidence
i'm not making sense at all
feel unpredictable

friend of mannequin

just slightly removed
from the lap of normalcy
fight my mind and lose
have no positivity
just sense of urgency


How Friends Are Made, Then Lost

to be confused
to relate as one
misunderstood
understand each other
placed, then removed

please tell me now
how friends are made then lost somehow
names play a part
but I can't remember who they are

one, not a few
felt invaluable
found someone new
but not dependable
said, "how could you?"


You're Material

not that you remember good advice
every conversation had is laid to waste
when to please yourself, you don't think twice
"who cares what ideas I have"
my heart rate climbs with every purchase

you're material

collect by age, condition, price
what you have, you have by appetite
in exchange for friends, you change your mind
why profess ability, when all you've gained is gluttony?


Life In 1982

all you have to do is this
one bassline, cr-78 snare, tr-808 kick
the rest has already been done
two decades ago, 1982, by nearly everyone

life in 1982

kraftwerk, numan, the league
their posters on the wall give me the ideas I need
from london city landscapes, to new york square
boys dancing in black turtlenecks, girls bopping with big hair

new wave beats and noises on a quiet suburban street
the manual's in your hand, but the world's not at your feet
flock of seagulls on the boom box at your friday night scene
you thought you saw the future, but the future stole your dreams

Hello, Mannequin

hello mannequin
i'm tired
hello mannequin
i'm cold
hello mannequin
i'm hungry
hello mannequin
i'm weak
hello mannequin
i'm sad
hello mannequin
i'm angry
hello mannequin
i'm scared
hello mannequin
will you be my friend?


Disloyalist Party

diseased and taken sick
sworn allegance to the advocates
barbed wire and swinging whips on the backs of those you once called friends
left field conspiracies turn to rot upon which you still feed
from greed and malcontent come the cries of one who's marked

disloyalist
misery ever after
disloyalist
misery ever after

self righteous views and quotes
deny the one you claim to be your hope
misused philosophies
contradict your own reality
lack of wit, but half as wise as all the logic you seem to despise
from beaks of ignorance come the cries of one who's marked

disloyalist


The Works Of Unknowns

have to read patiently
books from past centuries
books of those rarely seen
hidden for ages
painted walls, protraits drawn of great empires and royal lawns
tapestries in banquet halls
vanished from memory

now there's nothing left to be shown
the works of unknowns

I divide, multiply
write what I learn and why
lecture to younger minds
with sense and reason
I devise formulas with chemical and minerals
ponder life through telescopes
and question one's purpose

have to be commonly known as one family
lengthy geneologies of who came before us
branches of family trees drawn by those after these
pages, proper histories, lived then forgotten


The Singing Arc

all of my lost inventions
somehow i'm feeling much older
what fate is in store, to be forgotten?
will there be a history written, or not?

all the world has changed
time unfolds when there is progress made
gears unwind to propel me far
centuries of design
the singing arc

live to tell wonderous tales?
i'm just a ghost of my former
the loss of peers has sentenced me
to suffer the knowledge of what i've learned


Song For All Time

often how I keep wondering
in these minutes of a time and season
on from busy hours
to remember life, as a time when no one rested
hurried, incomplete
worsened by defeat
of the growing discontented
swept away from life awakened to each day
with the sense that no one here will stay

and all was lost
a book was closed on our lives
song for all time

unfamiliar place, with familiar signs
you can never leave them far behind
temporary grief, no prolonged relief
holes are filled with things you still don't need
every friend you've lost
each a single thought
captured in a letter on a shelf
once a year we write, once a year we call
but every year there's less to talk about


The Birth Of The Telegram, 1814

journey in a wagon
journey on a railroad over green country
have to brave the elements
bound for gold and silver
don't forget us

telegram
please write some words and send them
with your hands, you bridge communication
speak to me, preserve our early memories
telegram
please write some words and send them

will you carry on for us?
do you ever doubt the day that you left home?
forced to be oblivious
I regret the things we left unsaid


Who Are Friends?

I make a sound
in my self contained hospital
fend off the stares
in my glass walled cubic
pins drop for noise
am I faint or just paranoid?
caught in the clutch of the poisonous

who are friends?

answer the call
to become your own animal
happen to fear what will be installed
too late to choose to be self analytical
caught in the snare that you set yourself

who are friends?


Wolf In The Bend

of the sect called the "naive disowned"
your earnestness, letters of well wishes
false sentiments?

where is your friend?
wolf in the,
wolf in the,
wolf in the bend
there is your friend
wolf in the,
wolf in the,
wolf in the bend

kind to me, but rarely kind in deed
your portions swell with doses of your greed
where is loyalty?


From Mount Chorus

how your end fate tells a story
like the ones we have lived out so poorly
in a light of an unclear existense
i've been swept to the side and been dismissed
fainting and friendless

from mount chorus
a song to reach the ends of the earth
from mount chorus
still singing, still singing

plagued by severe complications
of which there are now new vaccinations
pierced by the sword of the devil
but a mirror shows the face of one you know
who are your friends now?


The Phonograph Plays, Part And Parcel

hear what is played, what is sung
in the sight of the orphans
near to the night, so to hide every deviant notion
you try to leave, but become as one horrid invention
run to the leaf covered home to prepare you protection

the phonograph plays, part and parcel

odd signatures of the kind you missed from the last century
you start to think of the ones who have betrayed your memory
put to complete disarray while the handles are turning
what comes to you comes too late as the needle is touching

ever turning all our worries and our troubles
you look over, what you see is innocent
and the lions come to greet us by the hundreds
from a corner one is watching us being eaten


Nikola Tesla

nikola tesla, nikola tesla
nikola tesla, nikola tesla
lesser known of these inventors
bell, marconi, t. edison
libraries of calculations
unfinished and then forgotten

nikola tesla, who remembers?

radio, a feat unheard of
broadcast from a wireless system
neon lights, fluorescent light bulbs
microscopes and basic radar

genius, scientist, inventor
penniless at death, yet ignored


Post Calendar

sent to the liars
with my neck being hung by the wires
climbed out to feel
all the spiders below at my heels
rush to the trees
but the dark-coated ones heard us breathe
rather than yield
we could drown in a pond by the field

younger than who came before
lost all that was built and stored
who will know what became of us?
ending on, the saddest note that ever was
calendar, post life calendar

find out who's there
hide the key to the diary there
run through the snow
and our blood is like ice to the bone
we'll make a way
they won't find even hints or a trace
buried in fields
all the soil fills and covers our grief


I Am A Pioneer

from the school of revision
comes the standard inventor's rule
books of subtle notation
compositions, all original

I am a pioneer, synthetic engineer

on the brink of discovery
on the eve of historic light
worked in secret for decades
all my labor will be lost with time


A Page Of Life

a page of life torn out
of which cannot be found
from heights of mountains
to leagues under
a course not soon ignored

a page of life torn from "the written annals of..."
the poly memories, so numerous
enough to end our love
old as trees
an ancient haste unbound
unfolds the limbs unwields the whims
what I mistook
from the last refrains of songs has gone...

who will interecede in our loss?
older consequences have since passed
will we be given back our love?
if not for these hours what do we have?
a page of life torn out...
old as trees
an ancient haste unbound
unfolds the limbs unwields the whims
what I mistook
from the last refrains of songs has gone...

Lollipop Parade (On Christmas Morn')

tiny lights are glowing
every christmas morning we march to the...

lollipop parade
there's a lollipop parade
there's a lollipop parade
christmas morn
lollipop Parade

hearts and hands are joined together
breathing in the sweetness of the....

The Tick Tock Treasury

wind the arms to work the springs
in theory, now it should sing
whistle's blown for bells to ring
the workshop ready to bring
songs to sing

tick tock goes the melody
tick tock goes the melody
tick tock goes the melody
tick tock goes the melody
tick tock goes the melody

la la la la la la la la la la la

secrets not to be explained
by numbers, logic or brains
recipes wrote out and made
to treat us bountifully
join and sing


Misfortune's Apprentice

oh, misfortune, everything I know isn't much, I know for certain
oh, misfortune, everything i've done isn't much for so much worrying
oh, misfortune, in another world I would be a different person
oh, misfortune, given happenstance I would not make your acquaintance

oh, misfortune
oh, misfortune

oh, misfortune, every circumstance leads to all of my misgivings
oh, misfortune, from a backward glance I should be the one forgiving
oh, misfortune, from what i've derived, makes it clear i'm undeserving
oh, misfortune, do explain this much, what will make this life rewarding?


(Play Each Note) By Metronome

i'll take you in here
gather me into you
built from wood and tears
points gleaned from books and news
here there are weights and scales
suffer you to learn in season
you come in dutiful grace
hopeless with your new found treason

metronome
take the time to play each note by metronome
metronome
take the time to play each note by metronome
play each note by metronome
metro-metronome

you come within these
i'll hold the less of you
withdrawn, uncertain
in league with quotes, and bruised
weary from distant ruins
you project the beaker hurdle
queen sized frowns, from the multitudes
disconnect the dots, be subtle


Such As It Was

and what of all of these moments?
years have made us all opponents
works we set out to create
are gone or have deteriorated
from what was young and lighthearted
i've become as one departed
to you I have changed, you say
but every hope i've had's been misplaced

such as it was
we take our dreams as they come
and we sing such as it was
we see our dreams come undone
into memories, into memories

you lowly wear your soft armor
hurled at you by keen archers
bring to pass what you confess
instead of suffering with much less
a hope for growth has been so stunted
much like ones deterred and hunted
from the four corners of your life
comes the shudderings of lost time

in closing all our dim holdings
hurtened by our vast unknowings
soon we'll come to each regret
numbered with our lack of prospects


St. Glockenspiel's Science Faire

undo, then think back
what was learned is not forgotten
logged in ink then passed
pressing ears to curtains closing
ignorance can start with knowing
math books squared in halves
how to measure each equation
theories, proofs and paths
i'm defined in cursive notings
missed is my need for belonging
realize this is not for the last time
realize this is not for the last time
undo, then think back......


The Chronometers Of Switzerland

doo doo
de di de
sh-sh-shh-shhh-shhhhhshuhshs
ts-ts-tsss-tssssss-tssssssssss
tling tling tling
dee dlee dee
sh-sh-shh-shhh-shhhshhshuhshs
ts-ts-tsss-tssssss-tssssssssss
blumdumdeedooda


(I Am) Made From The Wires

tin man is what i'm called
or puritan?
from the confederacy of my system
defined relevance, from the immaculately attired

I am made from the wires, of my synthesizer
made from the wires, made from the wires

ideals from the pondering looks of eels
written prescriptions by the ones who need them
my own feelings, shunned by group desires


J.E. Picturephone (Reflect You, I Connect You)

I connect
we sort through discreet compartments
I connect
buttons pop and click toward your requirements

reflect you, I connect
reflect you, I connect
reflect you, I connect
I connect, I connect

I connect
we view graphs of distinct colors
I connect
interlocked displays of interacting moderns

we stay friends through wire and cable
I connect
pick up the reciever as all else fails


The Confectionery

perched upon the lap of hope and northern slopes
nestled in the wooded oak, a dream unfolds

come and see
the confectionary
very merry
the confectionary

the continued hum of notes and needle pokes
garland with a hint of snow 'round the windows

you stir all the sweetened pots and watch the clocks
the time has come to close the shop that time forgot....


(Design) The Blueprints For Joy

draw, print a plane, a singular mark of ideals
numbers to be explained by a course history
hindrance to give a thought, lest perceived relative
studies result in revolt, but who holds...

the blueprints for joy
blueprints for joy

sums to be swayed by rule pending percentages
complete the model scientists' appropriate age
what are the methods used to begin measurements?
somehow i've lost a foothold, but who draws...

yardsticks to yield the basis for thoughtless ideals
outline the words in red ink, or parentheses
having a lot depends upon humility
the buttons of valor blink while in past tense


C Minor Miners

failed at wit and construct
happenings unbeknown to us
not soon here nor after
remnants wired to none of us
worse to be uncertain
caught in claustrophobia
learned all the unlearned fears
timid toward the other ones

it's unbeknown, whether we will find a hope for...
it's unbeknown, whether we will find a hope for us

a past to keep confusion present
long on speech and taunts
crippled by the meaning
paralyzed by modern thought

Such A Beautiful Thought

I know you, do you know me?
forget all of our laughlessness
between us both I'm scared to see
our hearts with only emptiness
I want to love, to cherish you
though crushed my heart sometimes may be
I wanted to remember you
I wanted to remember love

such a beautiful thought
I never want it to ever change...


Ringing Bells

and now the days must fly away
and leave us with our own indifference
with thoughts of fear, we hold on dear
to that which cannot keep us safely

the time wrapped up in yesterday
can't save the words that have my own thoughts
only you now know the place
that rings the bells and bleeds my own heart

and all I've been for now and then
you know within these troubled movements
is the end, upon my head
you will kiss to end the torture


Mistletoe And Molasses

we wake to a Christmas snow
and wonder what will be in store
better hurry not to waste this good light
chores get done with frosty hands
you pause to count the hours ahead
and reflect on the kinder years before us
you remember these and other times
with a heavy heart you settle on the dreams of your mind

at the turn of the clock
they'll be mistletoe and molasses
at the turn

afternoon comes with a start
you make your way down windy roads
past the places you recall as old haunts
at the corner of the town
you see a lamp post shining bright
once forgotten memories make you cry
you remember these and other times
with a heavy heart you settle on the dreams of your mind

let me see the hope of our love
for I don't know if we will meet again....


Apples Of Gold

it's overcast and lovely still
the apple trees on distant hills
are dripping maple, winter white
with hope I search on moonless nights
sing me sweet sweet songs of springtime

and say where there's apples made of gold
and i'll surely believe
say where I'll never become old
and i'll surely believe

you said these hours would come and go
like harvest at the noonday
the apple blossoms and Christmas snow
represent our futures
sing me sweet sweet songs of springtime

rosewood, the secret scents of childhood
the backyard to the fabled tales of love
sing me sweet sweet songs, and say where....


Farmhouse Fables

hear them well, these farmhouse fables
and read them well, these farmhouse fables
and hear them well, these farmhouse fables
and read them well, these farmhouse fables
and believe....

books are sent in times unspoken
words relent, deeds unwoven
magic's lost on the less noble
all comes soon, farmhouse fables
all will come soon, farmhouse fables


Weep In The Sunshine

and why, oh why, do I cry for you?
alone for so long, asleep in my dreams

if you can hear me now
why do I weep in the sunshine?
if you can hold me now
why do I weep in the sunshine?

and now, together, we lie forever
it seems so long, to do no harm

without you, I don't need much
I needed you in spite of
without you, a needed touch
a place we go in times of trouble


Come In, Brother

come in, brother
show some holiday feeling
under wreaths and presents
where to find patience
but we need to cry some more
hear me now, hear me out
years before we broke down
years before, years before

melodies come so faintly now
memories seem so scarce
melodies come so faintly now
memories seem so scarce

down the roads
you make the most of your twenties
then we all grow old
but you do sooner than most
just let me live before you die
to feel you once is enough
let me make it right
before you go, it's alright

who are we, where are we going?


Every Nook And Cranny

to the horse and carriage
yuletide on a white noon
like a picture book
on through glorious places
carousels and bakeries
candy shops and toys
gifts for every girl and boy

every nook and cranny
and silk, lace and tin
every nook and cranny
in mother's cupboards bin

for each passing moment
you think back and ponder
how your heart has changed
looking through a window
on a weary traveler, makes you feel ashamed
you stop and pull back the reigns


Blueberry Boats (And Pink Elephants)

as sure as the morning comes
your head hurts, but I'm the sick one?
slow down you might say something harmful
for me to feed on

blueberry boats
I dream of blueberry boats
but you just see pink elephants
I dream of blueberry boats

boy, take the hatchet from the devil
and bury it good
you've lived your life drunken with laughter
now what good are you?

The Matterhorn

you think back to carousels
you can't explain
is progress made?
fashion victims on rising stages
jets galore for the underage

is it the same as before
when we went down the matterhorn?
one cannot be too sure
it's different on the matterhorn
our love encased in ice forever

in lines for submarines
forgetful you, they've been extinct
dated gothics with statue faces
last mistake, you've been replaced


Dance To Moroder

let's go, fashion queen
the doors are opening at 9:00 PM
I hate to make a scene
put down that hairspray and those magazines
and get your purse and keys

dance to moroder
with new moves for dazzled eyes
the dance floor is spinning
with colors and magic lights so
dance to moroder
and see that the world is ours tonight

video machines
play the soundtrack to our brightest dreams
you said you would be there
to hold hold my hand and
never be so far that we'd forget who we are


The Carousel Of Progress

famous words and lines
from the mouths of the metal creations
spiral case design architects
shown for infatuations

how is progress made
when it stops before its time?

they will feed you lies
with every unlasting invention
camera snapshots
black eyes behind every intention

how is progress made
when it stops before its time?
how I used to feel
before they ended this ride

they will feed you lies
with every unlasting invention
they will feed you lies
with every unlasting invention

The White Songbook

from earliest books
comes belated ink
of feather green toads
paired in potent pink
and barley bears
from distinguished heirs
make nests for us
in bavarian lairs
to each comes ends
lone messengers send
telegrams to aging lambs
while singular troops
countenance droops
over infamous hillsides
a lone boy cries
from bleak hillsides
a decade made grave
by our dim age
the tools have been lost for hearing
who will endure for the endearing
snowy slopes loom large upon northern poles
weariness instructs all the hearts of the bold
heads hang low down leaf strewn roads
from here, where are we to go..........


Shepherds Of The Northern Pasture

on white reeds blessed wheat arrives
horns of oil for swiss born brides

hear the shepherds of the northern pasture sing
hear the shepherds of the northern pasture sing
we are lost again
is there one more light in here?

formed of treaties honed by verse
north of greenland, the icebergs

i'm a feeble bear but you're a kingly mare
all of these happenings will give us words to sing
it's cruel you say unfair
not for one hungry bear
my only offering are ginger cakes and cream
i'm a feeble bear
horseless bound braille mound emblems
with invitations to the lawn


And Without Help We Perish

lean of means and friends
tricked too, by rusting replicants
born of percentage
the ushering in of newly breds
lean of means and friends

we perish,
we lose it all
we perish,
without help
we perish
we lose it all
we perish,
without help we fail
without help we fail

kept by reigns and forms
the archery of fiendish folks
play duels by notables
most notably dubbed unable
kept by reigns and forms

linked to northern post
their hurting serves you as a host
bruised for intelligence
I can wait but I can't win
linked to the northern post


The Boy Who Never Forgot

time takes me further
down here a well
old springs turn bitter
where dear ones fell
a written page reads, "we have lost"

come back, the boy who never forgot
cannot you hear?
the boy who never forgot

hope and a full heart
have claimed their part
I let it go with a will that's slowed
I want to be where I can't go.....


Unicornucopia

in winter homes we sigh
beneath the leaves sing
"I need some meaning in a twinkling"
and maples glow as white
prospective sweets and light
sons are bringing in the yeildings
there is reading before sleeping
nighttime where we are
and you covered in plain clothes
sewing neat, careful designs
but what makes you so fearful?
wear a coat to cover you
sing songs to cover you

sing unicornucopia in my dreams
unicornucopia is what I sing

and we read for the hours
our books become as lamps
for retreating to our dreamings
the stove brings warmth for doubts
the Lord brings us about
to the work of His own keeping
part of you speaks, "do you need me"?
midnight where we are
and you float for an instant
through the quarters of an hour
wood clocks play songs by instinct
turn while hearing words for just you
spoken to remind you

if for an hour
for a moment
how fleeting this will be
glances are traded for warmth
in the presence of suffering
morning where we are
and dewdrops lay as mountains
by the kettle on the hearth
but half of me is uncertain
then an old familiar light
keeps me at rest 'till nightfall

na na na na,
na na na na na na,
na na na na na na,
na na na na na na


The New Pirate Traditional

keep lying to appear complete
you're so not there
reap more unjust rewards
who really cares?
sick to death of being denied
a rightful place along your side
but who will love us?
and will an ounce ever be mine?

you, feed the bloated, bleed the shorted
you, feed the bloated, bleed the shorted

content to see me sink into obscurity
ten years of pleading, you're not listening
sick to death of being deprived
while all newcomers claim the prize
but who will love us?
and will the crown ever be mine?

you, feed the bloated, bleed the shorted
you, feed the bloated, bleed the shorted

who will love us, the unloved
who will love us, the unloved
who will love us, the unloved
who will love us, the unloved
and will an ounce ever be mine?


We Are Rock

let's get away and we won't stop
together
yeah, we are rock
you take all the good things from us poor
left all us weeping wanting more
but we won't give up and we won't stop
together
yeah, we are rock
you strip all these sheep and bleed them dry
I got these feelings
I know the meaning
it's that they've passed on the weaklings

we are rock together
we are rock forever
oh yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, we are rock.
yeah, yeah, yeah, we are rock.


The Good Will Not Be Cloned Or Why Should The Christians Get All The Bad Music

come to me, you willing ones
blind and sick on rotten meal
one by one like fatting cows
snap you jump and blink, you yield

the good will not be cloned
but you are made by the wheels that turn
the good will not be cloned
you know in time you will be found and revealed

keep the bleeding sheep in count
you're all numbered ounce by ounce
no trace of nobility
us poor starve on crumbs you leave
a decade of being forgotten
A DECADE OF BEING FORGOTTEN
NO MORE
NO MORE
no more being forgotten.
no more being forgotten..........


Sing Once For Me

reeling indefinitely with our woes
weakened by thoughts of youth where time goes
I wane through wilted plains
I just don't know

sing once for me
before days pass and years go by
sing once for me
sing once for me

a page written by hands of young age for your sake
a gift called "just your presence" for my sake
to not be worn and weathered

carry these certainties made weary
make these your surities for safety
place these in treasuries for keeping

will there be days to count our memories?
our memories
oh, sing
just sing
just sing for me....


The Heritage Bough

greet me ice queen in spite
of favors once sung by ravers reared on newsboys
learned in hungarian by greek historians
hearing is an art for the lyric impaired computer dignitaire
post a new verse, you shakespearean curse

and so the heritage bough will grow
and so the heritage bough will grow

don't be a bear
decline measures put forth in ledgers
meek by design from refineries
unnamed for holidays
cup a leaf in part hoods of redwoods
carve me among the pawns
well meaning sorts give ears to discord

you sleep instead tonight
while wolves take the arts of displeasure
what once was fair and divine
you misplaced with the parts of a devil who made you unfaithful

secretly the cups of children
hanged as wreaths
coined as beasts
row in tandem
nicer hours
adorned with sour looks and poses
keeping march, frame, and arch
we too are hunted
harmed by swarms
but charmed by froggers
north by fours
pinched by thorns
through moors and heather
chimney dust
sprinkles the dutch
disheartened sweepers
caked with snow
ice it spreads
while longing lingers


The Songbook Tells All

can you not read music, plain greek alphabet?
tables and times hurt my sense of calculus
could it be true?
all these moose have buried you?
underneath straw, all of the ants ingulfing you

where are the secrets, huh?
you said that I won't be tired
where's the curriculum?
you said now I won't be mired in this painful state
i'd read but I went blind by your deeds
help me hear when you call
the songbook tells all
help me hear when you call
the songbook tells all

half of a horse weighs it's worry in a course
draw your own map
put the yawners down for naps
your surname's come up in exchange for dumbing up
kiss up the field
your attempts are well revealed

heavy metal shirts aren't funny
come here boy, i'll show you funny
heavy metal shirts aren't funny
come here boy, i'll show you funny

These Should Be The Good Times

please be my ears
come to me
I want you to know me
I wasn't made for this life
and the way it owns me
now as we grow old
who are you? where am I?

these should be the good times
these should be the good times

time makes a book marked for use
but soon we forget how
hands strike a bell, strings are loosed
and the mountains crumble
what would need to be
for the good of our lives?

now as we grow old
who are you, and where am I?


Losing Touch With Everyone

losing touch with everyone
but when we were young
we made claims and promises
the possibilities
but no time to speak
lives settling in misery

I'm blind as years go by
now I spend my life
re-living those days and nights
how often you forget
then a passing friend
reminds you of your regrets

it all ends in loneliness.........

The Voice Of The Young

here we, here we come
we are the voice of the young
yeah, here we come
we are the faithful ones

I know we are younger, but we're getting closer to be all that we hope to become
you say there's no room for my thoughts or my ideas
I say how could you be more wrong! come on!

i'm not going to be the one who patronizes
then say that you really don't belong
we all have a purpose and a reason given to give up our lives for the lord!
come on!

you're never gonna tear us apart
you're never gonna throw us aside
you're never gonna undo our hearts
we'll stand up for the truth every time


Disco For A Ride

disco for a ride
let's go disco for a ride

you all pretend you're low
but we intend to soar
ministry?
your fate comes swinging on the low poles
the meter of high misreads
moves up a notch as needs
have we faked our way?
because it's all on tape

worthy to be recieved
by who? you think you're king
clarity come draped
ignore your gravest mistakes
the mountains of books still read
of bronze and barren deeds
you have paved the way
for what you have in store

the pure are never to be betrayed
we'll all be vanished
you should be banished


Lift Up Your Hearts

join the club to fight the scene
you're choking on the words of bands you don't believe
leave the left and join the right
replace the mediocrity with those who fight
fight the good fight

lift up your hearts!
and you will see the fruits of those who strive accordingly
lift up your hearts!

the lackluster play hide and seek
the faithful share the truth of christianity
why don't you see?
are they ashamed to bear the name
when all the while they fool themselves
with fake acclaim they never get


I Sing Electric

will you ever hear me?
i'm too tired for sad behavior
don't fear, don't revere me
they bend back to tax, to cream me
here I come, the weak receive me

I sing electric
to the Godly collective
I sing electric
the light of God directs it
we'll never go away

coming to from bee stings
i'll be quiet
besides, I can't sing
blink away the fairies
I get wistful when you scare me
judas winks back to remind me

lowly and poor means
and we will be sustained
in spite of your ways
we'll never go away


Singing In Gee

losing that feeling
you are the jumper
i'm the trampoline
well, good thing you're sorry
'cause midnight's the hour my ghost's gonna sing
then you will see, but you won't breathe
you don't believe in little old me
so what?

fairies flutter wings
singing in gee
mountains duet with bees
singing in gee

losing your bearings?
well, come up for air
oh, I forgot you're half-bare
no one will notice
but can you be taken seriously?
oh, who cares?
your novelty bears no resemblance to my two cents
ouch!

can you change?
when all the poor hold up a light
i'll be alone and softly hope
can you change?
i'm of the small forgetables
when time fails us i'll still remain
can you change?
enough for once
to run through fields where youth begins and wrinkles fade
can you change?
remember how to lift your heart to see a manger and a light for all the world
in bethlehem the story of a loving son
can you change?


True Harmony

true Harmony is ringing in your ears
the youth are singing
so stand up and be bold
the time's come for you to take hold
words have no meaning when you can't back up your feelings
stay ground in God's word
we're the salt and light of this world
true harmony

sometimes I wonder
where will I go?
what will I be?
start to completion
I want to go where you will lead

true harmony is learned from the pages of him who saved us
raise up your voice in a chorus of songs and praises
uproot the lies
stop the flase doctrines spreading sickness
test what you hear
find out God's will through reading and prayer
true harmony


The Magic Of

snowflakes fall
spring's snoring
elves are scurrying in the barn loft
tick tock
hee haw
hay is rustling
good old fairy dust and plum bowed parcels
white fawn fairy wands and shortbread castles

feel the magic of
rust turning to gold
penny candy
silver snow
feel the magic of
frost upon the leaves
every memory you keep inside

when the north winds sing true
you'll remember how the woodsman tricked you
time is treasured by the wise
you're still spinning but the sayings now ring true
is there life after the end of youth?

from here I won't let go
see what's left
rock and roll
everywhere you turn
everywhere you turn


Synthesized I Want You Synthesized

one, two, three
and then the glowbugs fly free
navigate the craft "electro joe"
the imaginary four point pendulum
threads the super strings of life support
you build the links to my heart

synthesized I want you synthesized
to create a new life

you're the multiplier of equations
you design the math of pinpoint parts
time and age are tools of your experiments
you effect the course of electrons
you build the links to my heart


Birds Will Sing Forever

mountain berry fields
come with me, come
deer linger where we would run
christmas pleasantry scents drift and come
treasure nooks bury good sums
but who keeps all the reminders?

birds will sing forever
when we're together

notes fall back in time
clocks bring them forward
sleeping brook begin us toward
holly hour and tea time spread delight
snowmen smile when winter's ripe
days grow short, nights remain bright

played on silver strings
carols keep us warm
memories come as our tears form
am I sure to be one greeting home?
have we crossed the dreams of life?
can we bring back the old times?

Children Of The Lord

who cares? we do!
but we don't care what you think
our lives aren't for the taking
when all else fails we still believe in him
yeah!
time passes and with time we grow stronger
we're in this for the long run
don't you know it's all the way?
the battle is the lord's

so we pray and put on the whole armor day to day
the work of God grows in us with his strength
we move past hills and mountains
in him we go forth
we are children of the lord

we can't redo everything we've broken
but we will be outspoken
proclaim the truth and shatter all the lies
carry in your hearts the great commandment
don't take the cross for granted
don't you want to be the ones?
the daughters and the sons?

who cares? we do!
but we don't care what you think
our lives aren't for the taking
when all else fails we still believe in him
yeah!
we don't want to hear the lame excuses
the doctrinal misuses
we just want to keep it pure
the gospel must be heard!


I'm OK, You're OK

what's going on tonight?
is everything alright?
I hope there's nothing wrong
I haven't seen you for so long

i'm away, you're here to stay
i'm away and you're ok
you're here to stay and i'm away
you're here to stay and i'm ok

what exactly do you do when i'm not with you?
what exactly do you say all the time that i'm away?

tell me nothing's wrong
seems like i've been gone oh so long
nothing seems to have changed
yet the familiar things seem oh so strange


Make My Life A Prayer

make my life a prayer to you
I wanna do what you want me to
no empty words and no white lies
no token prayers, no compromise
I wanna shine the light you gave
through your son you sent to save us
from ourselves and our despair
it comforts me to know you're really there

I want to thank you now for being patient with me
oh, it's so hard to see when my eyes are on me
I guess i'll have to trust and just believe what you say
oh, you're coming again, coming to take me away

I wanna die and let you give your life to me so I might live
and share the hope you gave to me
the love that set me free
I wanna tell the world out there that you're not a fable or fairy tale
that I made up inside my head
you're God, the son
you've risen from the dead

The North Sea

you fall in the night
it’s just a bird
telling the time upon the wall
it’s cold outside
you brave the ice
to make your way up to the shore
no ships in view
you sink slowly with the moon

come back for me
from the north sea

you keep matters safe
under the bed
and close your ears so to forget
the sea is dark
your memories come down in ruins
but you don’t turn to see it through
years end slowly within you

Sugar Rush

i get a sugar rush
thinking of you too much

i only want to be
with you for all eternity
a holiday that will never
go away

i only want to be
with you for all eternity
i only want to know
the things you have for
me to grow
i only want to be
part of your loving family
a holiday that will never
go away

Monosynth

like the sound of sliders
here we go
up and down the scales
everyone can see
the spectacle
the army of wires

with the stroke of
magic hands

i’ll make your dreams
come true
with my… monosynth

notes go beep in perfect
time and beat
the metronome he’s our friend
oscillators join in unison
for the grand conclusion

i could be so happy
if the world would not
ignore me
in my place there will
be stories
of a boy who died in sorrow
with his… monosynth

I’m Your Boy

get a get a good thing boy
you’ll never change when
you get old
get a good thing
hold it close to your heart
we are we are young and few
we live be the old
fashioned rules
faithful to the one and only
true Son

my heart is willing
for your love to fill me
though at times i’m guilty
i’m your boy

when all else denies you
i’m your boy
when the world
declines you
i’m your boy

get a new electric car
the joy electric
disco palace
opens when the moon
is out in full bloom
have a friend who
never ends
the love He once for
all began
so jump for joy the party’s
for the poor boys

Joy Electric Land

joy electric land
singing in your heart again

i’m a boy and you’re a girl
so let’s join hands for
all the world
and share the secret
young and old
the blessed hope that
we hold in our hands

come with us come join
the fun
sing to the tune of God
is love
and with this hope we
hold the key
to share with all of those
who would believe

joy electric land…

Storybook Love

we have kept these days
for us to be a treasure
they’re preserved with
age and trust
to always be a light
that glows forever

storybook love
only you can turn
every page of my heart

when the moments come
to me we share history
every road we take is old
and i know we will find the
pathway to home

The Robot Beat (We’re Back)

synthesizers play
and the mockers will be
through pretending
we’re back from the grave
we’ve been cut up spit out
we’re back swinging
we’re back with the…

robot beat
we’ve been here from
the start
with the robot beat
we are the sound of
tomorrow

punk boys make the claim
“this is not my style” is
what they all say
rock rules state the same
(we don’t care)
turn the tape machine
up to eleven
we’re back with the…

hey boy you’re to blame
the detractors are the
typical ones
we are here to stay
we’re the bold the saved
we are the christians
we’re back with the
robot beat

WE ARE THE SOUND OF TOMORROW

Forever Is A Place

don’t say you have to go
don’t say that you
are tired
you kissed me and
i’m thrilled
this feeling gets no higher

i want you to stay with me
i want you to stay with me
forever
i want you to stay with me
forever is a place

today i’ll make a wish
tomorrow it might
come true
we are the best of friends
i’ll always believe in you

The Berry Patch

when we were so young
and full of life
the years have all
but disappeared
but maybe we’ll
come back
to everything we loved
our hearts remain
untouched in the

berry patch
you come true in
my dreams

i remember when
the seasons came
and left
and apples fell from trees
colors kissed the leaves
and snow brought
winters birth
but i always believed…

Strawberry Heart

my love my love
are words you used
to say
before the days
the light went dark in you
when i look back
our whole lives disappear
i’m longing for the way it
used to be

strawberry heart
hold my hand before
we fall apart
strawberry heart
kiss me once before
our love departs

we used to be lost in
each others eyes
and everyday seemed
like a new surprise
why can’t it be
like yesterday
one more time
for all the years i give
my life to you

(We Are) Taking Over

i want it all but you WON’T
hear me
or catch my fall
i started pure then you
deceived me
now i own you
back off i’ve claimed the rule

TAKING OVER…

The Cobbler

take my hand to the wondrous land
of lollipop trees
of peppermint flowers
all things make believe
come with me, said a man with eyes that sparkled with glee
and rainbow lips that smiled up at me

oh, tell me where he roams
the cobbler
light of good hope

say hello to gumdrops and trolls
and fountains of gold
and teacup boats on saucers of foam
then we stole away to his home of wafers and cream
and he told me this wasn't a dream


And It Feels Like Old Times

mother is churning butter by the old barn
bees are buzzin' roundabout by the pond
pies n the oven are baking by embers
I was a young boy afraid of the future

take me back there
take me to the days of old
when dreams were born in us
take me back there
take me to the warmth of home
the absence of sadness

father is mending the fence by the back field
and oh, how I long for the old days
of riding on old roads and being together
sharing the stories of our hearts

and it feels like old times
it feels like old times...


Old Wives Tales

old wives tales come
the morning of the first snow
when the fairies sing
the dewdrops fall
the forest becomes beautiful for all

old wives tales come
for the young and old

old wives tales come
the bumble bees and willow trees
the pixie dust is in the air
the half moon smiles and sleeps without a care


Marigoldeness

spiral to the treasure chest
the painted tops, a pretty dress
she'll catch them if she can
and through the stairways of the castle she flies
hoping for the bridge to open
springtime once again, ends

i'm blessed with her marigoldeness
i'm blessed with her marigoldeness

she dreams of a splendor cone
of strawberry and honeycomb
in forests of delight
i'm made to tend to the ever blooming flowers
our lives are rich in these still hours
and I'll remember these things


The Golden Age

the golden age for us
we meet under the great oaks
the solitude and charm
we forget and lose ourselves

the golden age
the golden age

a tender age for us
but these years will soon be past
and all that is foretold
reminds us that nothing lasts

Burgundy Years

burgundy years
I remember everything
burgundy years
death tolls ever dark its cheers

dark the days that beckon me
throughout the Northland country
but there was hope once in my heart
when minstrels sang sweet their song

from the cup you made me drink
the potions of uncertainty
my love never did perish
I have kept the memories inside

blood it lingers still yet stirring
where goodwill was once endearing
i've become the caretaker
dutifully, a saint forlorn

marriage to the brotherhood
by oaths sworn in magicians woods
the martyr of my christian name
slain by the scarlet crusades

shall the words of misfits spoken
be treated as jesters' tokens
there is but a glimmer full
of the dim light you have cast

in time all heroes depart
but there was hope once in my heart


Old Castle Madrigal

fairest and majestic kind
draped in royalty and prose
mountains born from youthful forests
cauldrons bore legends

holy and sacred are these
old scrolls and pages
of blood and offering
of our lord

all kings and kingdoms bow
in due accordance
the song of saints foretell
of all his goodness

enchantments from old castle
lore entwines the namesake of
every creature cast asunder
bearing the serpent

henceforth doth divinity
purge the conjurer and role
songs of fancy root in hemlock
perfume of devils


The Harvestry Of Ghosts

grim nor gale shall hinder clove or heather
ghouls nor satyr partakes goblets and gold fount
years have I longed for pleasant times
from the harvestry of your heart
cursed am I to be nurtured by
the hollow of ghosts haunting realm

he who seeks shall find her
gifts more fine than silver
memory the crowning deed of torment
sifts its sickle with the roar of giants


Hansel (I Will Be Your Friend)

hansel, I want to know
everything to make you better
all your fears and your doubts
with me they will be safe forever

through the lonely years I hold you
I will, I will
through the emptiness you feel
I will, I will
I will be your friend

hansel, years end, and how you have changed
but I will never
from old school days to now
i'm still here but you're still not here


Christiandom On White Horses

hitherto great lamentations consume us
garland feigning on the crowns of gnomes peril
heralders don hooves in homage and brave tales
saints rue the black sacrament final and solemn

on white horses
children of the first throne
on white horses
our king lives forevermore

banners garnish, spinsters bury looms in bugs
boughs and boons move old heroes toward angels
the spirit sweetens much the taste of new seekers
fortitude has served the bridesmaids of hallmark

onward we go through the hills, through the snow
our lord for us who could be against us


Pilgrimage (Lo, I Am With You Always)

the scepter song harkens dominion
to sew the champion
the mantle of the sword bearer
becomes the hummers harp of elation
foes from the northern nook
and spirits from the fall
behold the ancient emperor
his arms outstretched to all

lo, I am with you always
lo, I am with you always

knighthood sworn upon the anther lawns
summon the prophets
woodland whimsy broods and buds
lands in flight the form of the fortress
and with a sudden wisp
the maiden keys unlock
the writing of the book
of revelations born
fables are notions


The 100 Knighthood

hear the song of saints forsook by the dark rule
hear the oboes and heirlooms of the ages
end in ruins, at last the dominion

we come forth, our lord be with us
we come forth, in unison and grace

horsemen from the white mountains of the shepherd
legions of angelic host
and a banquet for the children
endure until the end


May All Saints

for years doom grows in our bleak chambers
yielding not
four centuries of old deemed risen
impale my soul

may all saints sing of your name
may the wicked be slain by your holy name
may all saints sing of your name
blessings come in the day of our lord

my grievance pleads alone
from maelstrom to burial
beguiled by slumberers grave sojourn
rook and dirge dwarfs us

for years doom grows in our bleak chambers
for years doom grows in our bleak chambers.....


The Road To Monarchy

sadness sings through daunting hours
the cloaks of yarn cover the marshes
hunting for roads in thorns
to make our way to my first love
the webs weave then end their forms
are we to die with no glimpse of you?

our love carries us
down the road to monarchy
our doom wearies us
down the road to monarchy
songs of tragedy abound

merry days were once beloved
by peasants for the sake of folly
my heart's in reverie
for days spent gathering springs of green
and how often I would ream
of dragons, love, honor and kings


I Beam, You Beam

laser boy I'm called
the one who makes and creates toys
for imaginations to become what they were once
long before the hourglass was cast we were ageless
coloring the phantom ghost of time with our last breath

I beam, you beam
I beam, you beam

there's nowhere else for love to bury deep herself
or scorn, the last parting sigh
of stillborn saintly souls
arise my love

eager for the march
through rainbow arch
I proclaim much
all the ancient fathers rest their heads
in observed watch

wizards bring a dark curse to the land
with wand in hand
from a book of black words comes the name
of a lamb slain

Keep Him In Your Thoughts

you are afraid when I am dark
I seem to be lost in your thoughts
all of confusion steals our heart
whenever your pistol breaks its blue trigger part
the slider can falter so

keep him in your thoughts
keep him close to heart
keep him in your thoughts
keep him close to heart
keep him in your thoughts

the glitter it comes back to haunt you
the stars are dripping through the moon
the villains will shoot me from behind
they couldn't pretend to be my friends
so they lied
i'm king of neglection

my heart here lies
dead and unopened but


Courage (Someday I'll Be Heard)

my love tortures
my heart mourns for
courage to die
free of your arms

see boy, see you have no home
they hate your songs
they've killed your only hope
the clowns smile when you're down
it's their joke
they'll never hear your notes

but someday i'll be heard
but someday i'll be heard...


Sorcery (The Stadium House Mix)

take the reins and lead the dead
down through london's southern fair
place to please the ancient tease
ride the rim of the flower print

down with your intake and with your heart of evil
i'm the one who makes my heart in time

dead inside
dead inside
dead inside
dead inside
dead inside

is there ever any going back now?


Five Stars For Failure

five stars for failure
five stars for failure
you'd be nowhere near
if I were to die
you'd be nowhere near

five stars for failure
five stars for failure
say it isn't so
say you truly cared
'cause if you ever did
it won't matter now
no, it never did

five stars for failure
five stars for failure
if I were to die
would the world take note?
would teenagers cry?
would anybody know?
would I be in the headlines?
simply, no
simply, simply, no

Drum Machine Joy

soon the goodness king will hear your heart
from within the castle to his warm hearth
granting hope and wisdom to your soul
the evil spell of sadness has been broken

in your heart, there's a world of sadness
I love you with all hope
in your heart with my words
I promise to love you with all hope
and drum machine joy

soon the goodness king will hear your heart
from the northern kingdom comes a faint sound
growing stronger here before the hearth
the chorus of the king has come to heal your heart

in your heart, there's a world of sadness
I love you with all hope
in your heart with my words
I promise to love you with all hope
and drum machine joy

i'm here, my love
give me your fear
and I will hold your head up
keep the promise to the end


The Electric Joy Toy Company

electric joy, building
electric joy, build hope for the world
building, electric joy
build love for the world

we will be together
and i'll keep every word
close and dear to my heart
sealed with a kiss

we can roam the kingdom
we don't have to pretend
hush your fears and i'll protect you
from evil within

electric joy, building
electric joy, build hope for the world
building, electric joy
build love for the world

we will build a castle
with the tools of our heart
we will fly over the rivers
then the moon smiles

I will keep your heart from sadness
you will uplift my soul
with the tools of love and gladness
we build love and it grows


Candy Cane Carriage

pink a snow sleigh ride
you are good, you were kind
and the magic book defines
to be young and in love
is a gift laced in gold
all the years have made me scared
just to give me something to share

oh, what can I do when you break my heart in two?
oh, what can I feel when you break my heart in pieces?

better bees than bears
is what you used to say
as the pollen filled the air
and the junebugs would sing
we made sun colored rings
and you kissed me in the trees
and you said you'd never leave


Analogue Grand Diary

I know why you came here
I know that its never clear
I saw through Your heart
i'm empty and lost

you don't have to go
you can be my home
i'll always feel alone
you don't have to go

I know next to nothing
to me, you're everything
for all that you see
i'll never like me

you don't have to go
you can be my home
i'll always feel alone
you don't have to go

here is my world
here is my heart
for you


Every Boy And Girl Falls In Love

every boy and girl falls in love
every boy and girl falls in love again
take my heart
I want to be in love
take my heart
I want to be the one
you're my heart
you're my soul
keep me true in your thoughts
keep my heart forever


The Girl From Rosewood Lane

in your greenhouse
I could feel the same about
everything and much more
I can't feel the same apart

the girl from rosewood lane
how I miss and love her
the girl from rosewood lane
is there hope without her?

my dreams keep you wrapped inside my only world
locked away, I feel you in a secret place for us

and time will tear us apart
words can't heal the ending
and time has torn us apart
don't forget the beginning times


Sweet Sweet Charity

there were yellow roses of delight
we pick them with a noon day smile
and kissed the petals gently, softly
will we dance in circles slow
until the starring sky breathes the breath of beauty on our soul?
beauty on our soul

sweet sweet charity
how long will it be
'til I can sing your favorite song
walk into your loving arms
so we can laugh and love again
just like when we were friends?

there were moons to make the fields glow
embrace and dance the mountaintops with me, my darling
midnight comes
the falling of our snow is here
oh, can't you see that this won't be forever?
this won't be forever


The Melody Book

she sews little hearts
and bakes a gingerboy
I carry her heart
and make her wooden toys
and castles with kings
and a flower for my princess and me

and a melody for you, my love
melody for you, my only love

she spins golden hay
and makes a golden wand
I sing secret songs
that only she can hear
and she makes me long for the olden days
that long since have gone

and a melody for you, my love
melody for you, my only love

oh, there are no words for how I feel
nothing can keep my thoughts from you


Life Guardian Twenty

life guardian twenty
take me back to the place we loved
all the secret things that we feel
in our life guardian twenty


Never Be A Star

come, take me where you are
more than anything I want
is the feeling of some worth
there could never be enough

and so i'm lost
and here i'll stay
in confusion
in loneliness

come, take me where you are
I will never be a star
there is nothing to shine through
I still hope that I have you

and so i'm lost
and here i'll stay
in confusion
in loneliness

I will never be a star


Old At This Young

after you stay
after you go home
before i'm tired, you draw me under
i'm to say
i'm afraid that we're so tired
old at this young
help me feel something within yourself
that gives me worth and cheers me
help me feel something


Of Stories And Love

come into my heart
stay forever with me
open up yourself
without you i'm empty
when it's dark, when it's cold
I will know that you love me
for the rest of all my life

oh, can you feel
the rebirth and joy
of stories and love

when you sleep, I dream
when you hear, I whisper
we're the only ones who believe old secrets
at the end of the day
it's not imagination
this is everything that's real


Happiness And Life

I can see the sun rising high above the hills
I can hear birds singing melodies of him
I see, I feel your love all around me
I know, I know your promise and joy inside me

you bring me happiness and life
you take my sadness into your hands

I can hear your still voice
moving through my soul
whispering to me wonderful words
that touch and heal
I remember all that you gave me
your son, your words, are living and making me feel


Lily Pad The Forest Our Home

here is where I love
here is where my hope grows
I will always keep you with me here forever
you know that I hurt for the younger years
don't change, just stay here with me

lilypad the forest our home
all I want is made for us here
lilypad the forest our home
all I want is to be here with you

here we dance with trees
here we sleep in the leaves
midday offers sweet and sunny dewlit honey
if you chase the carol of heather faun
i'll keep you safe from the witches harm


Bee Hoping

there's a place i'm going and I want you to be there
if you give yourself to Me, i'll take you from here
and then we'll be in love and free from all i've come to be

either way, i'll be hoping
for the day when I see you
either way, i'll be hoping
for the day when I can see your face


The Dark Ages

please help me, i'm here
tell me there's some way out
tell me there's somewhere out of here
you've given me none such hope
i'll never amount to anything

here i've gone to waste
all my hope and younger days

please help me, i'm here
tell me there's some way out
tell me there's somewhere out of here
I speak but you never hear
i'll never amount to anything

here i've gone to waste
all my hope and younger days

will you ever hear my heart?
will you ever care enough?
will you ever care at all?
probably not


Buttercup Fairy Jamboree

in love with me here forever
king and country live forever
live forever
i'm still afraid from the very place
goodness still is made
all creation sings

you can help me
I can hope for all the things we endure for
you are loving, I am faithful
i'll do everything I'm able

o, to the hills, I will hold your hand
to our true kingdom, you have made me glad!