off to face the world again. past the bathroom mirror. ignorance is bliss, they say. couldn't be much clearer. imaging what might have been. thinking it could still be.
i got it bad. you don't know how bad i got it. you got it easy. you don't know when you got it good. it's getting harder. just keeping life and soul together.
In the night, in the dark. A dream is like a tiny spark. Of light, much brighter than any light I know. Dreams shine and dreams glow. Here we go. In the night, in the calm.
he made a record. it made him famous. yes it made him a star. the life and soul of the party. he rocks, he shocks. you never know where you are with him.
You were always more. Symbolic than. Human to me. So solid. Not bones, flesh, water, blood. Not another child. At the mercy of. All this. . But you're a real boy.
i read it in the papers. it must be true. it said "girl gives birth to alien boy". but do we see a photo of this bundle of joy --- no, no. i saw another headline.
shades of all shades. every shape and size. promised parties in the air. danced before her eyes. but where did love go. and where were you. on the day they turned violet to blue.
1st Verse. As precious u are to me. As precious as no one can be. I know friends are hard to choose. But you are a friend Ill never loose. God is so wise that.
Scaling the wall for a loose stone. To let a little light in. And when the whole thing comes down. I'm gonna grow a garden. . Violets and black-eyed susans,.
i got two strong arms. blessings of babylon. with time to carry on. and try. for sins and false alarms. so to america the brave. wise men save. near a tree by a river.
i would go to hell in a hat. if you asked me to, my love. it might be a good thing at that. for me. i would catch the breeze from the trees. and the stars from up above.
in the turquoise inner space. the giants live with grace. at peace with peace. at peace with god and men. their spirits rise and fall. much greater than us all.
noon glistens and shadows wave. who know whether we're stupid or brave. and they way we are. oh we are. running scared. no use fighting in the name of pride.
Rainy bodega roses. The shop never closes. They change shifts at dawn. Even in the smallest hours. Fresh cut red flowers. But you just walk on. . My love, my grey-eyed.
make it plastic make it pay. use it up and throw away. make another just the same, more or less. burn our time down to size. send it up into the skies.
black vinyl man with black plasticised imagination. more fodder for the new lost generation. i got a question to send you to the nearest closet. why can't you let us do it like JONI does it.
i thought i heard a lover's sigh. it wasn't very loud. it came as i was passing by. somebody else's cloud. the curtains were the finest lace. and when the night winds blew.
even though i think of you. life goes on. i keep your photograph in my attache'. your eyes seem to follow me from day to day. i make the curtains sing and dance in my room.