sip your streams

I want to walk again

in your mountains

sip your streams

sleep in the sky

stars falling all around

it is only the money

the distance

time sliding by

keeps me away

until once again

you will find me

walking slow in the clouds

no effort in the try

to discover my true self

papers the walls

the shame grows

heating head between ears

the things i said

tried to mean

just to keep her a little longer

tho’ you knew

anything you had was long dead

didn’t stop you trying

from this feeling of alone

here in this blue room

as the shame grows

hope papers the walls

another lover gone

a cold bed once more

another day to try again

putting the music on low

hoping to find a song

a lyric something

to make sense

escape the heat

in this sad stupid head

& says the Jesus

the devil is waitin’

though where & when

is not clear yet

I guess the answer there

lies in the details

& the pastor told me

I can put off that day

his friend Jesus

he surrounds me

all I got to do

is surrender

take on the life

I should’ve taken

a long time ago

& all I ever wanted

was peace

some money

a place to rest my head

in living the devil

makes that easier

& says the Jesus

can look after me

maybe when I’m dead

why so quiet?

she wants to know

he wants to know

& I have nothing to say

to either of them

they sure as hell

will not want

my opinion

words on what they got

going on yesterday

the things they did today

their cars

their families

dogs cats in laws

what they saw at the movies

on the internet tv

we spoke on these things

some time ago

& I can’t see

anything new brought into play

as they can only talk

of things

not themselves

their ideas are not their own

& that is why

I keep quiet most days

though nobody wants silence

in the face of this

its all I can say