I had a dream of patti smith upon the shore and woke up drunk at night outside the tavern door i heard the church bells chiming from the tavern green
Listen to my story. Got two tales to tell. One of fallen glory. One of vanity. The world's roof was raging, but we were looking fine; 'Cause we built
[Originally by Jimi Hedrix] If you can just get your mind together then come across to me We'll hold hands an' then we'll watch the sun rise from the
Down in Vineland there's a clubhouse, Girl in white dress, boy shoot white stuff Oh, don't you know that anyone can join And they come and they call
Toward another he has gone to breathe an air beyond his own toward a wisdom beyond the shelf toward a dream that dreams itself about a boy beyond it
Oh to be not anyone gone this maze of being skin oh to cry not any cry so mournful that the dove just laughs the steadfast gasps oh to owe not anyone
(Smith) Oh the story's told been told retold From the sacred scriptures to the tabloids All the fuss and fight none above a whisper The soul of gold
We explore the men's room. We don't give a shit. Ladies' lost electricity; take vows inside of it. Desire to dance; Too startled to try. Wrap my legs
Moooooove! Ask the angels who they're calling, Go ask the angels if they're calling to thee Ask the angels while they're falling Who that person could
Mother as I write the sun dissolves Blood life streaming cross my hand And these words, these words Hope dashed immortal hope Hope streaking the canvas
Nodding tho the lamp's lit low, nod for passers underground. To and fro she's darning, and the land is weeping red and pale. Weeping yarn from Algiers
take me now baby here as I am pull me close, try and understand desire is hunger is the fire I breathe love is a banquet on which we feed come on now
(Smith/Kaye) Come my one, look at the world Bird beast butterfly Girls sing notes of heaven Birds lift them up to the sky Spring is departing Spring
(Smith/Ray) One fine day these words I pray Will breathe a truth Within yourself upon a shelf A life anew So many roads It's hard to know what to do
This dead city longs to be This dead city longs to be free Seven screaming horses Melt down in the sun Building scenes on empty dreams And smoking them
I was nothing. It didn't matter to me. Ah, there were tags all over my sleeve. There was water outside the windows and children in the streets [ ] rats
(Smith/Ray) Here we go around again Curve of life spiraling Everything we've ever known As the seed of life gets blown And the miracle of time When
In the straw-colored light In light rapidly changing On a life rapidly fading Have you seen death singing Have you seen death singing With a throat