Everything is fine The liquor and the wine Were intended to last us till springtime But check under the bed Or the cabinet by your head And I think you will like what you find there Or at least you’ll like it by the time we’re through…

These little acts of make believe Come easily like charity I need it when the sun begins to set Would you believe it’s my first time? My first time living this here life On planet earth, or what you wish to call it? I even made a few friends…

In my mind It’s clear as day The bells of Seeger Chapel play Some melody I’ve heard before in praise or to atone The trees give alms come autumn cold With leaves of gold and cardinal I know it’s not the place for me, but may I look around…

Half my life has settled into Time to try the things we never Make your mind up about it White third eye embroidered on the Waves wash out the water green and Serpentine the river bending And I’ve wasted half the night Counting cards…

There’s this tiny monastery round the corner from my house I see the monks out walking, pulling weeds, and carting out the trash I see them at the Exxon buying cokes and magazines Their orange robes flow in the breeze as people fill their cars…

The seats are all filled on the zeppelin The Tower of Babel is raised - I’m amazed! And the hope springs eternal Their fears stay nocturnal for now The plastics hold shape in the soil The farmer’s daughter goes blind - so shall I The rooster…

I come up to the surface And take a breath on my return Crystal waters on the surface Light gets swallowed down below And it’s the same way with my feelings About you they stay much the same Twenty years wrapped up in paper Tied it up…