Blathering Idiots about Nothing Much

Whisper on foot on your way to see the couple...you're seething with desire.
i'll be back online in a bit to see if you've responded.
In the meantime I'll go lay a track or two or ten
even though I've done this song a million times over a million times to begin
I've not the time to fraternize your sexual desires these long lost articles of clothing
lost in a series of words on some household appliance
heating up in this heat, burning up in this heat

Old steam punk lady large back arms tattoeed you were once so pretty
and still so lovely and sweet and nice
but oh so insecure jealous and envious as you drink yourself into a stupor
you used to be so pretty, and still sometimes mostly nice
except when you think she might steal your man
it's not she you fear
and you can't be warm anymore

Long days on weekends too much by your side
but I can't go out, for going out will take away and bare leaks and holes
will poke air into the core of this here soul

I've been a hermetic recluse
just trying to finish this record
I'm just trying to finish this record.

Everyone wants more...

I love these women but the nights on the scene well that was a fluke
and I've loved too many people in my past but somehow tried to find the
numeric or planetary connection to find the ones to suit
Sometimes one would come along whose presence or love was so much comfort
but became too much to taller big to bigger, small to smaller

I can't seem to keep it together
I can't seem to keep it together

I love too hard and I fall too fast and I'm much to needy to fill this glass
I've got words and guitars and work, a mom and a dad who are much too sad
to enjoy their twilight
For their lot was much too ... much too much loss

And everyone wants something
And everyone wants more
When things turn to bore they turn to the bottle
which eventually turns into more...

And, I'm turning into a bore
or
I go out seeking to whore
more love and touch and hands and such
from the rock n roll boys and girls

Everyone, including myself, always just wanting more

Especially Today

An emotional holocaust
death and morbidity in between
I suck up the energy and spit it out in your face
for these moments it does not erase

Sadness and dying are at the forefront today
even though the sun is shining
I'm scared and anxious just the same.

I know you can sense it, and I don't know what to say
I'm in a "funk" as they'd call it
just give me my space

Do I miss the city and the safety it brung?
Confined spaces and cleanliness
Feng shui playing a role
in the old tattered house we try to mold

I know I should be happy
My life is richer than before
But the sadness of his energy
a life of mine old

Clings in the air of my heart it grabs hold
It strips away the fullness and richness and bold
bringing deja' vu to my mind and sadness and cold

I'm tired of pretending everything is okay
That I'm happy and flourishing, back to my old ways
When in reality, there is emptiness, suffering and decay
I'm mourning a loss still
body, mind, heart and soul
Especially today

This Well Runeth Clean

I read a sad thing today, that I'd written long ago
About a man with a heavy heart and his head hanging low
How he would still continue and come on home
How he was my partner my rock my stone
God, it dug deep and hurt my gut and split my spleen
but no tears came out this time
This time this well runeth clean

I can see how I'm still here in the woods, way deep
I can barely see the sky peeking through in between
glimpses of brightness and bright blue and days wherein,
I smile and appreciate, embracing freedom again

A Choice had to be made, based on honesty and truth
You knew what you were doing, for years and years you knew
You consciously knew what had to be done
because for fear you were hanging on
for fear and for love
don't assault the truth, you really wanted it to change
you tried and you knew

you caused pain that shouldn't have hurt
you were blamed for disasters that could've been overlooked
you were accused and shooed and forced to choose

And today, it seems as though a replacement has been made
but even so it's not ideal nor relative nor similar, not same
and it's more realistic sometimes since you are still so far deep
to see things of a friend, a confidante and a support

Give things time to grow, giving things time to heal
and remember now more than before
this decision you made by sheer strength, force and will
forced you into the darkness,
a cold and unknown world
Alone.
This for many years you knew
You feared and you knew.
And here it is now, True.

But truth has it's price....
it's for the greater good.

Everything, Nothing. You.
I try to remember these things today
on the eve of such an important day,
But it doesn't change the fact.
Sadness, truth, emptiness, truth, honesty, truth
love, life, freedom, I could not have had it with you.