fear & loath ing in b.c. / late nite / lost / & a few wish es too

& i am / wonder ing / who i am / / a gain

mother / ah do i bother / / not much of

& this day / gives me / head ache / heart ache

burnt eyes / / ah / burn me a soul

& what is this obsess ion with prayer

let me / & excuse the mess / my mind be comes







& so i wander / yet a gain thru the valley of
i shall fear no evil / / only be

an un finish ed thot / these are not my thots
tho i walk thru the valley of / / who did you say
you were again / / i can not / comment



& i wonder about / truth in words
& in tention / & running a way


see/ i've got this thot / an idea / stuck
in side my mind / / it's a bout / running
getting on a bus / or a plane / it's a bout
steal ing a car / be come ing bonnie

dis appear ing













ah / but the woman has 6 / she would never do it
a mother you know / / i wonder how she does it
& little do / they know / /




& to day / came late / dark morn ing
we sleep / the house sleeps / & we for get
in our beds / we for get a bout the dark ness
& this mother / wish es to for get a bout many
things / like / xmas & shopping / & debt in curr ed
wish es to for get the cold / & the an ger

all ways / push ing down / doubt /

yes / these days are meant to be for gotten







& i wish for the ache to go / / leave now
body / torn / which way to go



& see / there are no practical words on
a night like this one / there are only words
made to be questions / /


rising fools / / hail hail / & my bones be come
timber / brittle / burnt / i'm sure there was
a fire / / & if i only could re member / it's a black
spot / to be sure



love some / weep some / some dance for joy* ~shpongle


nite for wish es / / & the bitter night /be comes
what is this punish ment of cold / lowt of winter





& so a for a moment / life be comes mean ing less
mean ing /



it's this time of night / i hear the train / well past
mid night / whistle echos through the valley
up in to / the mountain tops / funny how sound
all ways / travels up / un til the sky can't take it
any more / un til the clouds grow weary & black

i keep wait ing for stars / i keep wait ing for snow
some thing to break the oppressive cold / mood


& some how i wish i could / fall in to / this season
em brace the dark ness / /





so /
& i am smoke ing joints for jesus / can't get
any high er / & i am afraid of my feet not
touch ing the ground / i am afraid / of me



for getting to fly /



i'm afraid

i've lost the day / a gain





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