Return To The Deep Blue
1-9-03
There's no reason why I can't write like this at home
And return to the nostalgic glory and my joy
As I'd go out to roam
And so I'm in need to simulate these vintage moments
Without the necessity of going back to Babylon
And so I will need the alternative to give it a try
As so I put another record on
It's a number I can carry with me
Of which I must search in order to prove
And so I play this music
Whether it be against the grain
Or with the groove
There's no reason why I can't set up camp
Just like old times
As we as brothers discover
A new layer of atmosphere
And strike it rich with new deep blue rhymes....
Give It A Chance
1-9-03
So why don't you give it a chance
And dream up the day when you'll ask her for a dance
Seems so very far away from me
As I stand upon this mountaintop
And we need to come back down to sea level
As outside there's a road to rove
And in here a floor to sweep and mop
And you'll miss out on quite a lot
Upon your lofty cloud
As the Lord lifts up the lowly
And resists the proud
And I need remind myself tomorrow
To give it a chance
And push myself out on the floor
Fighting my nature to sit this one out
And I'll ask her for a dance....
The Proper Use Of The Stick
1-9-03
Don't be so hard on yourself, man
So I whisper
Knowing that sometimes you need get burned
Before you can get a tan
And your skin so peels
As you remember how it feels
In the days the hard way so you've learned
Don't hit yourself over the head with that stick
Rather use it for balance and support
Or maybe for a pillar for your tent
As you set up camp
And you build again that sacramental fort
And you manage to keep warm through to April and May
And you'd be ready to take that journey
When you realize you've made your way back to your vintage grape day.....
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