Thought we'd always be
the beautiful ones
(rivers of sorrow passed us
by)

(my ancient one
come to me

cradle me like a child
I will mother you
wise one

blend into all
distill the infinite into now

This is not my life
I know it's out there waiting
(inside expanding)

I gotta be free
through the storm

My words are my children
dreams let loose

Paint a tapestry with
the fire we burned

Wings of the sacred
infused with poems
whatever you do 

It's my kinda freedom
not yours
The only rules are my own
die the way you wanna

I'm gonna fly a little while
come back again anyways
can't here you 'cuz
I gotta ride now

So much opulence for
nothing

Where did we betray the
golden key to our own
hearts

(forget the blood song?)
far from mother ocean

Reward of a thousand deaths
to see your face
again and again

Through these haunted
visions

(Ice from our heat on my
Manhattan windows)

a Tigress from Berlin
is only an image of a
moment of the fabric
that is us

Woven in and out of all
those songs
and mountains
and velvet
moments
intangible

Riders of the days
before guns and stones

broken gods were whole
thundering from the sky

(you should have seen the
angels)

Save your blood promises
carry broken pieces of the
moon

Let's make the sun rise on ourselves again
my astrolabe can help
us

I am your promise
(the one who showed you
the moon)

That cowboy-ride-away-feeling

like a childhood promise
at the moment we knew we'd arrive at
we kicked around forever

we are the same constellation
without casting my shadow on your eyes
thought you'd see the light
But the damn poems aren't working
Tried to cast a spell

Give me an astrolabe
and I'll rent a room from
the old carpenter

(bring the moon up close
for my love
bring the floodwaters down
on my adversaries)

Yeah we drove somewhere
(Goddess in circle movements)

I'll never forget the circles we drove
in (I watched your constellation in stillness
from the southern pole, while the earth spun
and you merely oscillated)

burn somethin' new
our hearts run through to
the core

Busted swords fall on rusted
words

(black boots beat back
darkness)

bloodied beyond barriers
(angelic)

And we made
unforgivable poetry
and I was in love with
her too

(we ate flowers
and studied rogues)

Waiting for something to
smash through

I am your
coffee King

Ride the dream with me

bloodshot radio stream of
nothingness
(pulled by a thousand horses)

release your
broken chariots

beyond the beyond of your
fantasies

Yeah well, the masters
and the goddesses
and the turkish models

and the damn rickshaws
and the air unbreathable
and the beautiful beggars

(freeing me)

You and me
we threw some pennies down
a well

(Wishing, o we were
wishing sister

for the sun in our veins and
the blood in our skies)

Cloud-like
decisions

When we dreamed
of poetry
(ghosts)
and machines

I knew in your eyes
you were alive
(you could see it
written 

in my skin)

Yeah well
These are my
friends,(heroes and
such, and goddesses and whatnot)

dreaming in reverse
(just fly these skies already,
enough running away)

Aw man, the ghosts
we built
(perfect timeship)

imprisoned by that faction of
ourselves that agreed
to be one

(build it out of rust
break it with sunlight)

It's like whatever that
praying mantis sitting on my
front porch (just waiting for me)
meant

Whatever that means

Freebird
(stay true to your Outlaw song)
Die with your Boots on

rain into the
darkness angel

reign into the void
(thunder away sadness
baby just
thunder and

lightning right through
now

It's hard to comprehend
how we all must be cleansed
inside the burning truth

desire lures us into
caves we cannot escape
purification by
darkness

nobody understands
what I don't care about
(what I won't leave behind)
or how many worlds I've burned down

(you can't torch dreams or chop their trees
from your forest

she is a wild orchid that won't stop
growing in the places
we ventured)

We had to shine like somethin'
(visible as we are)

down underground with nothin' but
nirvana

how do you fly with that shit anyway
(and how many years has it been since
yesterday, (or last night should I say?))

we reached for what
we wanted to reach for
hard to grasp something that's not there

(I did promise to take you riding,
because you asked me to

it's an intrinsic code with me
anytime some kind of Goddess
requests

All poets
past and future
I am your friend

Just a simple declaration
(Me and Morrison hitchhiking)

the lover whose poems
are hidden

Sappho and her golden
children

We're on the long run now
(fighting off the grave)

you know it was better than
death what we had baby

(I mean, you were the stars or
something and I was
maybe the
nighttime)

Don't try to
do anything with your power
(the power will show you
the way inside
your own heart)

Sit at the table and
drink
(look to the light and
listen)

How could you be other
than my Goddess

Didn't listen to the
Buhddas

(Scars from pain
and angels)

Etched into my skin
(desert fires
houses cumbling)

I am crow,
fly with me

New freedom
(my kind of light)
colors keep changing