Set Fire to Water (10/19/18)

Cassandra stands 

At the pearly gate

Just waiting for 

The dam to break 

Human laws 

Forgotten now 

To ride the wind 

Her only vow 

Her mama was 

A Salem witch 

Scarlet smile 

With a banshee pitch 

Burned at the stake 

She crossed the bridge 

With one last breath 

She made a wish 

Dear daughter, my daughter 

Sweet girl of my blood 

Won’t you set fire to water 

Won’t you go rise above 

Cassandra grew up

As all women do 

Held fast by their fathers 

Her passion subdued 

Dear daughter, my daughter 

Sweet girl of my blood 

Won’t you set fire to water 

Won’t you go rise above

Cassandra had lovers 

She had quite a few 

But they never could see her 

So she always withdrew 

Dear daughter, my daughter 

Sweet girl of my blood 

Won’t you set fire to water 

Won’t you go rise above

Her mind was a mirror 

Of nature and truth 

Her soul was a syphon 

A river ran through 

Dear daughter, my daughter 

Sweet girl of my blood 

Won’t you set fire to water 

Won’t you go rise above

One day she turned inward 

Not knowing the way 

She lit up a match 

In a cold desert cave 

Dear daughter, my daughter 

Sweet girl of my blood 

Won’t you set fire to water 

Won’t you go rise above

Her patience is steady 

Her roots in the ground 

She thanks her dear mother 

For what she has found 

Dear daughter, my daughter 

Sweet girl of my blood 

Won’t you set fire to water 

Won’t you go rise above

The Strangest Soul Will Always Shine (10/18/18)

While listening to the whistling wind 

Learning how to start again

I closed my eyes for many miles

New River rolling in my head

I couldn’t trace a map these days 

Or take a math class that I hate 

Human hands divide the lands 

And teach the children all their plans 

But minds were meant to reach for stars 

To sit with nature as we are

No politics, text books, or tricks  

Can steal the truth behind our lips 

Stretch the boundaries of your mind 

Break the strings that puppets sign 

The strangest soul will always shine

The truth is found in wild mines 

Cuz miners know the earth so deep 

And find the treasure that she keeps 

Is honey to the golden soul 

And golden souls will heal us all 

So stretch the boundaries of your mind 

Break the strings that puppets sign 

The strangest soul will always shine

The truth is found in wild mines

Remember who you really are 

You’re fire and earth and wind and stars 

And water is where journeys start 

So cross the sea with all your heart 

I’ll Never Stray (10/14/18)

I took a stranger’s hand

Within the misty trees 

It was a foreign land

An island out at sea 

At the edge 

I found reflection there 

Within my eyes 

I saw a silver well 

The surface rippled

And it broke 

I glimpsed into eternity 

I can’t go back 

I found my way 

With helping hands 

I’ll never stray 

At the edge 

I dropped an anchor there 

The mist, it slipped from sight 

I found the weeping willow trees 

Soft forest in the night 

Clouds broke open 

As the moon appeared 

Sent shivers up my spine 

The road I traveled as a child 

All at once was mine 

I can’t go back 

I found my way 

With helping hands 

I’ll never stray

A shore upon the other side 

Was beckoning to me 

I stepped outside the willow’s leaves 

To watch the sun rise on the sea 

I can’t go back 

I found my way 

With helping hands 

I’ll never stray

Soft ocean’s foam

Is where I rose 

And so I set to sail

Upon a shell 

With birds for wings 

They carried me

Upon their strings 

I can’t go back 

I found my way 

With helping hands 

I’ll never stray

The Portrait of A Woman (10/8/18)

This life paints moving pictures 

Of comfort and desire 

In the arms of one good man

In the miles by his side 

But the portrait of a woman 

Of the ages, sand and stone 

Is Stardust’s willful daughter 

She is whole all on her own

With the fingers of a weaver 

She rides upon her horse 

Leaving dust trails behind her 

As she steers her fateful course 

The portrait of a woman 

Of the ages, sand and stone 

Is Stardust’s willful daughter 

She is whole all on her own

Wild spirits dwell within us 

Though they’re often burned at stake 

The ashes wait for water 

To rise and come awake 

We are mothers, we are daughters 

We are rivers on our way 

Don’t forget that we are golden 

And we’ll never go astray 

The portrait of a woman 

Of the ages, sand and stone 

Is Stardust’s willful daughter 

She is whole all on her own

One Eye Open, One Eye Closed (10/9/18)

There’s a stream with many melodies 

And fallen leaves from autumn trees 

That flows from emerald pastures 

Untouched by human earthly greed 

I once learned to travel there 

Still young enough to see 

The constellations up above 

Drawn in the wings of bees 

A thimble there, a kiss or two 

From Peter Pan in Neverland 

Made me see I couldn’t stand 

Forever in the promised land 

But if I closed my eyes to dream 

I’d see that stream behind the veil 

And hear the tender music play 

Like church bells in their holy way 

The truth was never really clear 

Outside the inside vision here 

One eye open, one eye closed 

I watch that lily water flow

Like a Gypsy on the Wind (10/8/18)

Time to settle down 

Time to get to work 

Dreams won’t wait no how 

Left undone they only burn 

You’ve done it before 

God knows you will again 

But the road is yours this time 

Like a gypsy on the wind 

Distractions and addictions

Clip our pretty wings 

Reality is hard enough 

When the caged bird never sings 

Like a gypsy on the wind 

Cut those mortal strings 

Like a gypsy on the wind 

Rise up on rebel wings

Walk that crooked mile 

Step on that lonesome ride 

Sweet girl, you were meant to fly 

With that wild woman smile

"We Need Our Dreams to Lead the Way" (10/4/18)

I found an empty cup

And brought it to my ear 

Listened to my demons 

Then watched them disappear 

Sweet sap like morning dew 

Dripped down from eagles’ wings 

The healing had begun 

If only in my dreams 

But dreams and life are 

Just the same 

They’re just the same 

It seems 

We need the sleep to 

Be awake 

We need our dreams 

To lead the way 

Human tears in desert sand 

Plow and plant a silver oak 

That only worthy gracious hands

Can willingly invoke

I said, dreams and life are 

Just the same 

They’re just the same 

It seems 

We need the sleep to 

Be awake 

We need our dreams 

To lead the way

Close your eyes, dear one 

And won’t you get some rest  

Fill your cup so when you wake 

Your soul may be your guest 

Cuz dreams and life are 

Just the same 

They’re just the same 

It seems 

We need the sleep to 

Be awake 

We need our dreams 

To lead the way

The Eccentric Highway (10/3/18)

The screws came loose 

As I took a one-way ride 

Light miles in my eyes 

On the eccentric highway 

I don’t know who I am

I don’t know where I’m going 

But I can feel the wind blowing 

Blowing me home 

Drenched in the music 

Burned clean by the words 

A space between the earth and sky 

Waits for this fragile bird 

The color’s brighter than ever 

The darkness fades to black 

All the answers to my questions 

Connect me to this circle track 

Drenched in the music 

Burned clean by the words 

A space between the earth and sky 

Waits for this fragile bird 

You’re a freedom burner 

With your silly laws

Your rights and wrongs 

But this life is a page turner 

Wanting us to circle home 

Circle home 

Won’t you fly on the eccentric highway 

Fly on the eccentric highway 

Drenched in the music 

Burned clean by the words 

A space between the earth and sky 

Waits for this fragile bird 

She will fly on the eccentric highway 

We will fly on the eccentric highway

Rainy Day Lazy Blues (10/2/18)

First heavy rain of the season 

Open mouth, skin laced with water 

Shivers come from a higher source 

Pure Spirit in full force 

I have nowhere to go 

And nothing to do 

Except listen closely 

To these rainy day 

Rainy day lazy blues 

I heard a secret whispered 

In my newborn ears

The feeling will stay with me forever 

And I have nothing to fear

I have nowhere to go 

And nothing to do 

Except listen closely 

To these rainy day 

Rainy day lazy blues 

To hear the black and white 

The dark and the light 

To ebb and flow 

With the tide 

We remember that even

The blues are alright 

I have nowhere to go 

And nothing to do 

Except listen closely 

To these rainy day 

Rainy day lazy blues