Copper Sea
9-19-18
In knowing I'm more than just another man
On my own mind a melody as to menace menial maneuvers
Of moonstruck madness
O, alliteration do your thing
In riveting stories of radical sensuality
Out again for another smoke
Guide me and walk beside me
O, where should I go in plans just to mix and mingle
All for endless inspiration profane and profound
If our love ceases to be is to be found
In Newel Knight good sound.....
Empty Copper
9-19-18
Broken even so as it becomes with Mickey Hart on drums
Time to come around and learn of their joy
Calling it authentic even while in the flesh
Even if it sounds like a lie
I would that ye should learn to discern the sunshine
Coming to our rescue in the empty copper sea
In John D. MacDonald a UPS truck is nothing to fear at least today
Nor spellbinding in suspense chasing a rainbow in a dream
Yea, another eight dollar investment in needs and greeds
Counting her books
You bought 'em.....
Take It Up Upon You
9-19-18
Loving me as though there was no tomorrow
Dedicated to our shining memories in a whistling in my insane hallway
Singing along to drum solos in the day of visitation
Cross and follow me and take it up upon you
Of poor hearts broken in William Phelps saved of souls and dreams
Crackling with intelligence chastening Ezra Thayre
For going against the grain travelling to Missouri for the love of Ahasureas
Decreed not against her....
I'll Be Alright
9-19-18
Jesus sacrifice as for helping us
I'll be alright for a little while
Count it two days at my rescue bestowed to God
Giving us our breadth in second Nephi I plow on through
O, awful monster
O, death you have no sting
In our seven chamberlaine
See you soon in Hub Lawlessness' hometown quite lethal
Run down and lied to
Make me out a fool I call no man as such
Spending seventeen years in this research from church to church
Hiding up in Canada where we will overcome.....
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