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Holy & Alone

Holy & Alone

Holy & Alone

I’m not so insignificant
I’m gone with the wind
Not so unneeded
as to keep myself a secret

Not to be only lonely
But to make every moment holy

I hold up a humble gentle crooked mirror
I hold it wholly, double it up, try to see clearer

The old familiar voice comes calling down through the ages
The home I found in my mother’s faces

Don’t let me be hidden from you
Help me to hold up, lift up your heart

The colors of your painting
Lines that I see so clear
Where I want to make my home
Like a steady sailing shot
That carries me

Not A Teardrop

Not A Teardrop

Not a teardrop, just a memory in the rain

Once upon a time I had love like summer wine
Skin was soft as winter snow
When I was young I didn’t know
Love could cuase a grown man pain

I don’t sit and wonder why
I don’t sleep around and cry
There’s just something in my eye
Not a teardrop, just a memory in the rain

It’s been a long, long time since you put your lips on mine
With your breath so fine like wine, like springtime so divine
I’ll be on the downtown street, lookin plain
If we meet face to face, just walk on by
Not a teardrop, just a memory in the rain

I don’t wanna be no love detective
I’m gonna keep my heart protected
I’m gonna keep my own perspective
Keep all ships sailing in one direction
I’m gonna keep on movin, I’m gonna keep on groovin;
I’m gonna keep on doin’ and I ain’t gonna cry for you girl

Ain’t no great wide ocean
Ain’t no deep blue sea
Ain’t no more spilled milk for you
to puss around with me
Not a teardrop, but a memory in the rain

Cry about it now

No room for discrepancies, hotel got no vacancy
Shout if you want but you can’t touch me
Freak around if you want but you can’t f$*k me
Look up to the sky, go back in your mind
See the fish with the spoon and the man in the moon with the
teardrop in his eye

All’s well that ends well, the story’s told and that’s what people say
The good old days will be back again, remember the time when those words will fly away
Someday when we meet again, it’ll be easy we won’t have to pretend
That we would wish it was like it was back when
Not a teardrop, just a memory in the rain

Not a teardrop, just a memory for the pain
Not a teardrop, just a memory for the rain

What Poison?

What Poison?

What Poison?

What poison this way comes?
Through the mist and sun?
Wears a mask?
Asks to dance?

What villain this way comes?
To try to get me all undone?
What devil? What lurch?
What evil this way comes?

Wearing a mask?
Creeping up behind my back?

Dark wave, tempest cloud
Hidden shroud, evil now;
What nightmare this way comes?
What poison? What curse?
What pain and suffering?
Pain and suffering,
Pain and suffering
Pain and suffering

Pain and suffering
Pain and suffering