LOVE
SONG There are a lot
of evil people out there
I tell the virgins "Stay away.
Guard your
grace and continue to play
And from your doorstep to your dreams…" But
it's a long walk
Parties, cocktails, marriage, faith
That long walk home,
the dope in the wake
The heartache that makes the love seem real
I know
you now know just what I feel The baseball,
the college, the novel at night
The dreams of our tropical birds in mid-flight
The
jazz in Paris around midnight
The summer in the country that was never complete
The
nights that it snowed on our frozen feet
The cocktails, the perfumes, the beautiful
beach
The sun on the water and all that we spent
The beautiful lovers that
came and went
That made us decide what our lovely really meant
The barroom
on New Year's, the Auld Lang Syne
When you put the fragile fingers of your
hands in mine
And we walked through the dangerous streets all alone
But
did not think of the danger that lurked close behind
That could catch up and
knock us like a steamer
And when we thought we were ruined, broken on the floor
Like
a ship, broken on the shore; the captain without an oar
Like orphans in the
backstreets, amidst the rugrats and whores The
pain has connected us - yours and mine
And so has the beauty - its soft, subtle
line
And these are the forces that make us come home on time
That stop you
in your tracks, that cut you in line
And the things that lead us along to define
love and what it does Like an open forum, surrounded
by doves
Like an island in Greece or a fleet-footed clown
Or the moonlight
in peace and the sun on your gown
And all you can imagine and all you can dream
When
you shout with delight, when you shout and scream
Or lay your head down in
the vulnerable hours
And count all the blessings heaped upon each other
Tonight
I'm not meek, tonight I'm a tower!
Because of you and I can't deny that I see
myself in your eyes
And I hear you in a longing cry
And I see you in the
people I know
And the faces I meet, in the places we eat
And it's no chore
to say
Just what I think of your ways
And how I feel about you today
I
love you
I love you
I love you
WHERE
ARE YOU GOING TO Where are you going
to, I don't know
What have you got left to show?
When all the people have
gone away
The electric lights have all gone gray
Now I built this world
for you
And I'm sorry that it's not the truth
But after the comfort, after
the lies
After we lift this cold, cruel world's disguise
I will make it
right, I know
Where the barmaids laugh and the children go
I know I'm not
too young to care
And I'm old enough to be aware
It was just a moment in
time
But I'm glad I made it mine Glassy
water and glassy stair
In the porcelain brigade of theater chairs
Sweep
the floor and sweep the night
And sweep all that was ever wrong or right
After
the lake, after the noon
After we wake to break our final croon
All the
windows and their festoons
You look at yourself like a distorted cartoon
The
ice cube breaks into a thousand shards
I've heard the song of a thousand bards
I've
thrown the lasso around the night
When I thought I could make the world up
right
But now it's gone and so are you
And so are the dreams we thought
we knew But now I know I'll be there until
the end
When we're no longer lovers and no longer friends
And even if I
never see you again
You had champagne eyes, you were the highest ten
I can't
believe you're gone away
And that I'll never see you at the end of the day
Was
it all worth anything I hear them say
Was it worth all the anguish or the play?
When I passed out on the floor that night
And awoke in electric morning
light
I heard a saxophone on the old, dead sea
I thought mermaids were singing
a song to me
I'm so alive, I swear tonight
My soul has soared beyond this
candle light The candle will burn until my
wits ends
I'll emerge from the sea like a diver with the bends
Now after
the dinner and the afternoons
Beyond the earth and beyond the sun
When you
and God and I are one
Beyond heaven and beyond fear
And beyond the jungle
and the heavy tear
Beyond the scope of my own life
Beyond my sight, beyond
my wife
I want you to be there for me
I want you to love the old oak tree
We
used to laze beneath when we were free THE
LOOKOUT Take it back, take it back
Where
are the teenage girls at?
Where do they come from?
Where do they go?
After
school, after the show?
Someday I'm gonna find a love
It will be true
The
golden vestige of a summer hue
But the autumn will descend
And the teenage
years will end
And all the notions, they will all whither
They will shake
and shimmy and shiver
Crackles! Fire in the cold, grey, dawn
When my youth,
and God, and middle age are one
And the people who've gone
And the friends
who've moved on
DARLIN'
SING YOUR SONG TONIGHT Darlin'
sing your song tonight
The critics will talk, they make it seem right
All
that you made, all that you dreamed
All that you did after the coffee crème I
walked through the bowling alley around midnight
Everyone was doing well, everything
was all right
All the women cast their spells away
And the boys looked tough
in the dawn brigade And I felt so alone and
so alive
And all my thoughts went dancing by
Who counts in this alley tonight?
It
is the shadows you break? Is it the people
you spy?
Is it the curl of smoke that travels to die?
Is it the people who
never bothered to show?
Is it the lack of focus, the lack of a goal? Or
the fact that it's Monday night
And you should be working to capture the night
And
sing your song to the forlorn
Against the badgering critics and the millionaire's
scorn You can close the door, close out the
wind
And play your piano in the parlor
And think of grandma baking cookies
And
what that used to mean Before the streets were
so jagged
Before the clothes were so clean
Sing your song, in the face of
the night
No one should go out to conquer on a Monday evening Wait
till Friday and channel your grieving
The critics will rave in sheer delight
And
all that you feared and all that you spoke
Will mean that the world had recently
awoke
JOHN MOVES
Well, John was a young man
And it's hard
being young
But it's so much fun
He says look at me
I'm just a peace
maker
Baby, you're such a heartbreaker The
smell of rain,
Let's forget about our pain
After all, everyone has it,
But
it feels so hot tonight MYSTICISH
Lady, I want to lay you down
Turnin'
through the daylight
How sweet is this old sound?
As the music gently lifts The
smell of sweet perfume
Mixes with the saxophone delight
Hear this sexy music
As
you begin to sway Oh, la, la, la, la, la Silver
saxophones,
Silver saxophones,
Silver saxophones
Reflection in the night
Body's
swaying
Breezeways always
Full of sweet delight
Life is set to music
Imagination
is music Hush of the water
Kick your feet
through
The sand tonight
I'll read your palm
A Sunday sanctum
Slippin'
away all right
The waves craze
Like a cymbal
We are caught up
In this
sway
REGGEA AWAY
Beginnings
are the best
When you haven't had
A chance to change Bought
a guitar
Sailed the ocean
Like a rock star
The gates were open Hey,
baby
Don't go
Hey, baby
What a way to go
YOU'VE
BEEN ASKIN' So you ask if
I've been doing all right
Well I've been gettin' on just fine
But I still
can't wait to hear your voice
In the event that you would chance to call That
you should still care for me
Is still a surprise, I must say
And yet I've
been waiting to know it all along
I'm trapped in the throes of a song PICK
ME UP The
palsy shakes the hands of young lovers
Lift me up, I've had enough, I'm such
a wretch
Oh, what a fun day, it's come to an end
I'm ready to start over
again Born in the wink of child's eye
It's
as basic as waking up each day
It's what's driving me, not because of you
It's
because of me, it was hatched in another age Pick
me up from this place
This wretched state I'm in on Sunday
Why do we always
start again on Monday?
Wake me up on a couch where I belong Well,
I saw you just the other day
My, you're so much older now
And if I've failed,
at least I've done it my way
And that makes me feel better, somehow But
I'd be lyin' if I never told you
That I've never loved another like I love
you
And I'm determined not to be
Just a footnote on a sleeve Who
wanted to hold you in the long run
Who wanted to love you in the hot sun
I
won't fail you when it's all said and done We
can always start again on Monday
Wake me up in the arms where I belong And
if you ever need someone to believe in
Baby, you can believe in me
If we
should part, here are some words that this could end on
"Love your mother,
know your friends and pray for me" We
will go walkin' in the hot sun
We'll go runnin' like a bullet from a gun
We'll
be something in the long run And maybe we'll
see
This is a world that's beautiful
Beautiful enough for you and me
RUCKUS One night on this
very same road
In the heart of my home town
I met up with a ragged gypsy
woman
She was sitting on a swing
She told me of the sailors
And we laughed
about their tailors
We wanted the world in a cup
And so we drank up those
things And a cold wind hit the sails
And
the women looked so pale
Paler than all the women
That I had ever known Now
I'm so tied up in my own little mind
And I never want to leave here again
But
I don't want to water it down
I want to be me all around town
But I want
to have a good, fun time
So I play some good, old love songs
And we'll talk
about the old glory days
And we'll rock and swing and sway
Oh, we haven't
changed our ways
Just think of all the ruckus we've raised
BLOW WIND BLOW Blow wind blow
Everywhere
I go
Blow wind blow
From Mexico
To Kilimanjaro
I know you got no
Money
for the show
All I got to show
Are these daydreams
Blow wind blow
Blow
me on a course
Send me away
ON
A SUMMER NIGHT It
would be sublime
If we could turn this around
Turn on all that music
As
you begin to sway Start thinkin' about music
And
it pins you to a wall
A million little failures
And one success after all
But
there's no such thing as failure
If you rise after you fall Wind
and rain
Trees sway
Soothin' you
On a summer night
The hot embers
Promise
me you'll remember
Gonna hold you so tight You
remember
To let yourself go The soft wind
blows
Through an evening gown
A day was so hard and lonely
Now it's all
been turned around
The waves crash like a cymbal Gonna
take tonight
Gonna ride the wild wind
When it's swirling
You can begin Branded
with a sadness
That you never can escape
But I will make it better
Even
if it's a mistake
I promise to love you
When the rest of the world breaks That
passion will make you crazy
Things can't be perfect
Not even in an angel's
eyes
I WANT TO
SPILL, I WANT TO FIGHT I
want to spill
I want to fight
I want to chase the orgiastic light
I want
to see
The different strains
The strains between the black and white
I
want to love
I want to lose
But I never want to choose
And I never want
to feel the pain
Sometimes the world is too bright
Sometimes a kiss feels
too weightless
And too warm
When I want to lose myself in that place
Where
the sky is bright
Where the moon hangs high
And the stars are close
And
the morning is welcome
And the woman is warm
That is where I want to stay
Because
the day will end
And the confusion will not
And the questions, my friend
Will
burn just as bright and hot
I don't want my doubts to blaze!
I want the
sky to daze!
I want to touch the haze!
I want to bedroom laze!
And starry-eyed
gaze!
But those eyes are too bright
And those hands too soft
And that
bed too warm
It is painful when you realize
That there won't come a day
When
all the doubts melt away
Those questions always stay
When the love slips
away
And the blue turns to gray
But you must hold onto that light!
Hold
onto the sky when it hovers bright!
And hold onto the last moments
Of the
fleeting night
Hold it, taste it, dream it, and breathe it
And know that
it will be all right
And hold on, hold on
Rage on! Shine on! Burn on!
After
your innocence is gone
Your ignorance, long gone
And taste your ideals
Live
there and be there
For the though it is far too bright
And will not last
the night
It is all you have
And all that is ever worth the fight
SWINGING If
today didn't take so long
I would sleep without a song
And the red sports
car we rode
With red rims and white wheels
Was no longer in my palm
I
would wait for you
I'd be able to wait
I want one true thing
I want to
write about it
Mary said she could read
A million magazines
About true
love and beauty queens
Marty wants to be a superstar
And drive a red sports
car
But nothing can steal the beauty
Of a song and how it moved the night
And
matched the rhythm of the party
It's fiction, pure fiction, but it moves the
night Will I die swinging?
Will I die fighting?
Will
I die singing?
Will I go ringing?
Will I go crumbling?
Will I go swaying?
Will
it be humbling?
Will I be praying? Who knows
- ask a dead man
It's a sphere, hope is a sphere
I am a sphere and I want
to be here
Tomorrow is a long time from now
I want to be a rocker
I want
to be a reflection
I don't need any protection
I am swinging from the branches
You
were much like the birds
And the bards who lived there
Rather than the branches
themselves
It's hellish, when you're stuck
Between your opposing desires
But
it's better to be swinging
Rather than fighting all the fires
HYACINTHS White
faces, white t-shirts
Brown hair and baseball caps
Through the backrooms
And
the backyards
And the warm, Sunday mornings
Hung over from Fridays
Ready
for a nap Well, all the young taquitas
Between
the margaritas and the shore
Between the hyacinths and cactuses
That spread
out on the waves
And comb your hair like pompadours
And it's a restless
calling
I'm bawling but at least it's not a bore
Go down to old King Edwards
And
bust down those provincial doors I am a young
man, my clothes are dark
My arms are tan
Do you think that the brown boys
Could
be coy and dance along this sand?
The women wonder, to all and sundry
And
I'm going to crack up an old can
And bash it like a dream in a fan Well,
all the young Marshall boys
Swinging in the toys and all's a dream
Between
the old wayfarers where no one
Cares and no one begs for the unseemly
I'll
stand on the highest mountain
And scream out that I have no doubts
I've
got it all figured out
So finally there is reason to shout | 
