To hesitate, to reel and stutter
In a free fall
To eat your grapes and slow the runner
You just need calm

Don't let me
Down
I'm already
Down

Like a rubber band pulled
Between two hands in a slow
Defiance of when it might break
Then someone laughs, all left feet
And charging rhinos... unfunny
But I know
No one here needs
Your kind of redemption

You came in waves and tired
Of all this celebration
You milked the tree, fed the starfish and said 
All is calm

You must get
Down
I'm already
Down

With the whole event
Held within your head like
Old valentines, just when do you
Start to fake a love
For jazz and blue green oranges...
It's so Hieronymus I know
No one here needs
Your kind of redemption

How shallow ponds with the growth
Of decades carry on
I'll never know

On the whole, I can dig
The world's offerings
And with the yes parade on hold
It did not lessen me when it
Was said to me with the elegance
Of daybreak that wherever you go
You take your pride,
Wherever you go, there you are
That was the birthplace of almost
Everything bold, poetic and stoned...

Look for me to climb fallen trees in yellow summer
Look for me in wide falling fields of bohemia 
All awake
With a heavy hand holding me down I stay 
All awake
In the only fear of failing hall of fame 
We're all awake

Under the weight
Eleven ways
Why you never fall to pieces
You can't carry
We're all awake
And looking for ways
To save your self-love

Looking to define masturbation using colour 
Looking for a ride to a place where
Everyone was friends
All awake
With an energy, a hustle and a fade
All awake
In the hell of free electric salad days they fall away
We were all awake

...When the money's in your hand,
When smaller men feel broken,
When Chet is singing "Let's Get Lost"
It's time to shut your mouth...

Though the sign says
"Monterey: Forty light years from
Right here," we'll go anyway
Got a head start on the clouds
As the view, dream-like, rolls away.
While every song you hate
Is playing in your head softly
A loving sound

Now the quiet never stays
Porcelain Elvis heads and gamma rays 
Keeping me awake with this
Fine knit elastic crowd, stretching out
Living new age golden days
But when I think out loud
My stupid little voice gets lost

Fascination, overkill and sensation
Whole and violent
When you're high you might touch down
In gardens of Gargantua
When all the world is spinning
Say hello to him from all of us
When all is all undone and sung
Without a sound

Over the always
Nobody elevates hoping for enlightening voices 
Out of nowhere
Fastened tight crashing light into walls 
If you look around at all you might
Feel small where the soul lives
Where the whole thing is going down

Every now and then I fall out
Into open air just to feel the wind,
Rain and everything
And though the hum and sway gets me down 
I'll find the way to peace and openness
But when I think out loud
My stupid little voice gets lost
In fact I'm waiting
For everyone to shut up

We never thought that you were
Gone until we turned the lights on and spoke
To your god
But he ain't saying nothing, except for
Some thing about your life going to waste 
In more ways than one
I never liked him anyway

You push it most days
When you're young and then one day
You grow up and everyone's wrong
They can't teach you nothing
They give you nothing
So you get thinking maybe
There's a phase where everyone
Floats south in never ending lemonade

Inside of myself, daylight is almost
Waking up slow and wondering
How sometimes it isn't always
Good here

What made you go
And when did you get back
From Mars?

You circled 'round odd fallen stars
And reached out
For the lightening until your were stung 
Until there was a nice ring, the only right thing
So you get thinking
Maybe in a way I'll never know for sure
The full sad of everyone

And hey, is there anyone known
Who gets along just great
With everyone
On all the days

I felt the break and the roll of the nexus
On a day when the whole world elected
To sell us out
These are the hands that grab my attention 
When all is what I'm giving
They slow me down
Slower than southern muddy rivers

When you think there's salvation
When you don't want to leave
Your room with eyes open, undreaming
When it's summertime in the void

When it's summertime in the void
The sun is upside down
And facing the other way until days end
With a schizophrenic everjoy
And with a sense of doubt
You wait automatic and afraid

On ran the train through my solar plexus 
On the day I made good connection
With love out loud, home, hate and sound 
And who wrote the words to my death sentence 
When life is what I'm living
And leaving now
While I trip 'till time is over

When it's summertime in the void
And the stars yell out your name
All together and insane
'Cause they're broken words they are a noise 
There's no answer for
You wait automatic and afraid

The father's torment
The one son
It falls on across warm, deep
Oceans of moments and the man
He must become

A whole world away
Eighteen brothers holding out while
The tree of importance waits
But close and safe
Wife and daughters hear no drums
Or the voices of those he'll change

And if it feels good
They must understand that the way
Had opened to just a man
With a faith in all good
People walking gently, knowing
Just how wonderful it is

Of the family portrait
And a path unchosen
Both the roaring lions of emotion
He knew one day would
Have to come

While a whole world away
His old home is reaching out with
The hands of enraptured hope
But more than that
They hold up
The one they want to the sun
He's the only one

..... Good for you Sule

I could settle down then take it
Slow, just do the right thing and gain
Twenty pounds before next spring when
Senses are dull and I hear
The rain will fall
For sure that would be something soulful 

Get it straight, get it right today
Hesitate or just carry on
Slow with wonder

A little low on godspeed
I didn't know your wet dream made
A sound like an old corvette
Exploding, turning you on while burning
A brown hole in everyone's lightness

Get back underground
When the water gets cold
The pushing around never saved
Your soul
Get back underground
When the fight gets old
So get it on and under

With a little help and hope
As your rope, jump for the high seat
And fall super gone
Into the whiteness with your strength
All gone and your crucifix on wrong
They'll tear you down to nothing
Yell it!

Tell it straight, tell me not to fade
Or to break though it's heavy
I might just wonder
Why did a nova burst here
And what does an elephant feel
In the sun with a red umbrella
Something is bringing him down
Asleep in the mudhole of everyone's
Conscience

It's coming around quiet and slow
It's coming around
All sweet and heavy like a world
Unfolding fast
Like a walk in the people's forest
Singing we're all on automatic

In a good way
You turned it on
You turned it upside down

I'm afraid of a sure thing
Of a change in the here and now
And the force when it hits me
The full weight of it when
I'm down

The fucking air in this
City when the phase-shifting sign
Is off
If this ship is unsteady, how will
That lifeboat hold us all

I ain't gonna crawl

Tell them all to forget it
Tell them that's it
Then call it off 'cause I'm worried about 
Money and paradigm stores
Running low

I ain't gonna crawl
But I'll lie on the road

So how can I laugh
How can I take it without
Some doubt
How can I laugh
How can I face it right away
With everything gone wrong
With everything all over anyway
I need some grace

Say goodbye to aesthetic, better taste
And essential self 'cause I'm just
Tired of running and there's a time bomb 
In this head

So just who's the real killer
And what made his paint dry?
It's kind of hard to imagine
Holidays in Neurotica

A slap in the faith, hard, opened hand is 
The one reality I can never protect
Myself from, even in
This sparkle yard at end of day warm
Summer madness in the bouquet
Of a dream-song, astral projecting, failing to right 
Wrongs when the whole thing starts
To open up

I ain't gonna crawl
Without falling hard, without some pain

Whenever the fog breaks and a day
Takes hold I just can't think straight
Right away
Maybe I'll come around... or not
I'm swinging again and all my ex-friends
Say it's psycho-pathetic and way
Too gone, almost painless even though
I wondered if something was wrong
All along

A worn out old suitcase
So what if it's broken, hopeless
A little odd in a splash
Of autumn on drugs
Holding all weight for me
The weight of me

And I need it like a friend needs me
For a friend

I can feel the time is right
To find the legs to deal
With this alone
So I'll turn around to all
And wave the California wave

Sometime let's forget all about
Forced hands, big heads and little things
No one showed a trust 'cause
No one had faith in me
And I see it like
The sun sees me through
The day

A lo-fi vanilla secret spoken
By a friend who'll miss me
If I'm leaving... who'll want to find me 

A sudden stop
And then I woke up with vertigo
In the wrong place
Everybody back home laughing
There goes one more throw away... always alone 

I imagine when they turned it on
They said farewell

When I said
I'd volunteer, I thought it might be
A good thing to enlighten
In a time-bend away from warm bed,
Homeless, hoping and up

I imagine when they turned it on
They forgot to warn me there's no
Comedown

When you're on your own
Looking for changes
While the fate swing loses control
While your head spins you can't
See it coming
While you fall into your calling
One man alone
Infinity machine

Hold my head, hold my hand,
Hold my breath and now...

Always running from the sun
Always a need for recovery
Never happy in a stand still
Never listened to bullshit... broken or whole 

You held out and hurt yourself
Yet again
Did I not make it clear
To look around my selfish queer
With unlit eyes and average dope
You're in the dream room all alone

I have seen you before, holding out
Here in the deep end
My beautiful deep end
With all and odd

You yell out and touch the sound
So overwhelmed by simple things you tend to fear 
The time is now for ease and thought
To come around and let you know
You're in the dream room letting go

Wake up and drown
Don't swim, breathe or float away
I'm sorry but I might have made it sweet 
In the gold drunken sunset
Where we'd lose our heads another time
Or close our eyes just right and try
To imagine we're miles away at peace
Out in the open

To precious hands
Holding tongues hard
Maybe one good word
Would tell us something
Whole and small