Gotta Find It

Minutes turn to hours. Seems like I'm wasting my time. I'm here feeling lost and alone. Wishing you were mine. So much I need to tell you. So much that's on my mind.

Sometimes You Win

Quarter after two, staring at my shoes. Like I'm searching for some kind of sign. Empty one more glass to wash away the past. And savor the sting of goodbye.

The Quiver

Your Russia

Medicine tongue and a heavy hand together make a fist. They put me down and I do not rise. And now as an old child, I'll hand it down. I'll hand it down, then I'll blow around.

White Bird

These thoughts of you, they are a gift. The smell of you on the winds due shift. Behind a chosen curtain, I'm set adrift. The talk of you still on my lips.

Wooden Brother

We hit the floor just like her blue silk slip. Dark puritan rose to the curve of her hip. I did not know, it was too much, too much for me to handle. To be shown to the heart of the matter by your holy candle.

The Good Hand

I am nothing without. his ghost within. and all your wooden eyes cannot see. the good hand upon me. . I took my shelter neath a familyre tree. I'm livin where I come from.

Story And Pictures

Shook out my salvation in all four corners of my room. Lowly is the dust, trustworthy the broom. . White lady, growlin' on a chain. Peacock caw the sound of my lover's name.

The Beautiful Axe

The night holds. Holds a candle to you. I see you are a hummingbird. Living in the shadows of law. Cleave her to vivid of dreams. Picture before you. The living word.

Not One Stone

And in so. They took on. As far as one can go. To crack the smile. And the old backbone. You offer up not your reason alone. . Deep asleep as wolves. Who rise to worship their dreams.

Obdurate Obscura

Braided in the hair of the earth. Sweet grass your brother inferior. O obdurate. Do beg to differ. Rolling to and fro. The sleeping camp. A burning lamp.

Golden Blossom

Forever in flower,. eternal blossoming light,. golden tulip shining dark. Our beautiful curtain of the night. O my heaven's mirror O I do tell. I do declare loving eye to loving eye.

My Russia

The morning comes, I've not yet closed my eyes. Cold and bright as I need it and the sun does rise. These were my thoughts as I passed 'neath your window.

Last Fist

What are you about?. Say something secret in an old order hush. Trouble and suffering in a lovely rhythm. A homespun clapboard, black strap thrush. . Devoted loyal, undertake the toil.

Masonic Youth

away and what to us 0 nazarite. you have to destroy. we know who you are. holy one of God. "COME FORTH OUT". PLUCKED UP AND DOUBLE DEAD. what is done.

Iron Feather

I must miss you. Under the ashen sky. And out from among them. You and you. Those who spin as glass. On this iron ship. Into their own hands cast. Oh it is this sad news.

Horsetail

He come up and. Throw himself down. He finds no strength to get off this ground. By the wave of the horsetail. By the wave of the horsetail. . He wishes no height.

Glass Eye

deeply shaken see I come that way. ill at ease in my own skin. I hum along to the down home drone. down in my soul to stay. ain't gonna listen to my own noise.

Good Shepard

From the house of bread and battle. from the raising of the dead. He stands to feed them. and from the hand of the Lord they are fed. My good shepherd.

Cripplegate (standing On Glass)

Shake, sleep, wool and glass. Hung on nails, here and there. Wails the wall I pass. . In you alone, in you alone. There is no harm. In you alone. . In you alone, in you alone.