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Coming Going Redux
05:31
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Coming Going Redux
I came alone and I’ll go the same
with no one to love you got no one to blame
I’ve got two white stones instead of eyes
you can climb through my window when the moon begins to rise
I love your dog more than I like your wife
I’ll give you a blade but I got to keep the knife
in case the taxman come shooting down my door
they don’t want much from you just your money then some more and more and more
Go downtown lace up your fancy shoes
you’re going to howl like a madman you’ve got to sing the blues
give me one shot of whiskey pour it straight into my soul
they aim 3 bullets at you and say you got the right to choose
I’ve got flowers growing out of my heart
I bought the seeds at a gas station minimart
it’s advertised perfection, sanctification guaranteed
I’ll give you some for Christmas with a sprig of jimson weed
Nowhere to go I’ve got nowhere to stay
you can’t you choose your poison or the game you play
electric wires run through me instead of nerves
all the colors of your life lift away like a flock of wild birds
I love this woman no matter where she goes
she rides the subway naked except for the paint on her toes
she’s got a handlebar moustache between her navel and her knees
I gave her my best sail boat now the wind takes her anywhere she please
I rolled some tobacco and I smoked some spleef
drank some wine trying to get some relief
my roads were too long, my tongue was never long enough
they killed every living tree then built a museum for an autumn leaf
I came from there I’m going to here
my home is far my heart is never near
when you hear the train whistle you know it’s time to go
falling is flying if you land someplace you’ve never known
In the ambulance I heard the siren wail
my ghosts were calling and my songs were frail
I looked out the window to a cloudless sky
my bones were rivers and my rivers all ran dry
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Unraveling Days
05:09
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Unraveling Days
I want you to come to me
I want you to come
I want you to come to me…I want you…
When I feel your skin
I don’t know where I’ve been
I don’t know why roads have been my home
all these wild horse trails
I want you to come to me
I want you to come
I want you to come to me… I want you…
Lips of memory and pearl
waves of salt and the moon move through you
my throat is always full of greed and love
I feel I might crack like an old machine
seized with dried up oil and rust
dust blows through me
words fall from me
words fall from me, like leaves
flow away…flow away
leaves in a stream…flow away
I’ve been traveling all my days
unraveling all my days
eating gravel all my days
swinging a gavel all my days
I’ve shattered all these days…all these days
Now we’re tangled together all our days
rain patterns all our days
homesick salmon all our days
panhandling the days
picking coins from fountain spray
spare change and malt liquor on San Francisco quays
mesmerized by manta rays
till my eyes begin to glaze
and my heart thumps out of phase
pitch curveballs to Willie Mays
throw out donuts eat the glaze
trace my heartbeats through a maze
fly paper airplanes through engine haze
bathe my mind with photon rays
act out a lifetime of one-man plays
eat TV dinners without the trays
drop the baton forfeit relays
let my hound lie where he lays
beg the po-leece not to taze
tell skyscrapers they’ll be razed
by jealous sidewalks who demand a raise
ride a donkey till it brays
eat fishbones discard fillets
hit on eighteen to chance a trey
win in hopscotch against a priest who prays
ring churchbells in the mouth of May
jump unguarded into the fray
keep on roaming…or learn to stay
with you
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Indefatigable Hearts
04:01
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Indefatigable Hearts
roads we wander become our home
autumn leaves become our dreams
love's a game that no one wins
why can't we just be friends along the way
what's the how of who where why
distances corrode, collide
all the fences we've contrived
I stumble on my ragged rhymes
the stairway's broken, climb and slide
just pass me that jug of ol’ rotgut wine
anger glumps like old oatmeal
let's throw down our rusty swords and shields
before this love congeals
on my diamond lies I kneel
just to tell you how I feel
but I can't promise you it's real
naked in a bath of you
brilliant beams and bubbles blue
biochemical hormone glue
friction's co-efficient, mu
and blank hair follicles accrue
but all this is nothing new
(to anyone but me and you)
now you're busy so am I
with three-martini lunch fish fries
I still want to quiver between your thighs
I'd travel long roads in disguise
to the place my virility dies
but lately I surmise
that's not far from where we are
on a boat that floats a moat
hairs in our teeth beneath a heath
love's a game of broken bones, dusty tomes, evil gnomes, rabies foam,
diaspora homes, sticks and stones, stupid poems, and—
unenlightenable heart zen koans,
indefatigable hearts that roam
Don Quixotic labyrinthine windmill catacombs
indefatigable hearts just roam
like a nasal rolling folksong stone,
our indefatigable hearts just roam
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Oudomxay
03:52
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Oudomxay
Sometimes you can’t go back home
the world changes with every door
your heart passes through
Sometimes you can’t say what you know
you try to speak, your teeth fall to the floor
meanings break apart
Someday you might lose your paper throne
the ink and words that build your walls
might burn and blur
Someday you might remember me
someday you might reach to me
I’ll give you all my mind, all my bones, all my hair
all my gasoline
I’ll give you all my window dreams
you can look through them to me
Someday they’re going to draw lines across your skin
to tell you where your body ends and theirs begins
they’ll try to mine you, mine you, mine you
peel back your skin and dig
excavate your streams and stones
twist your lips into a grin
You have your better days when you fly
but when the rain comes you’re going to flow
flow all the way
to heaven or the deep blue sea
someday you might flow to me, flow to me
flow on back to me
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Fragments of an Ancient Dream
You can’t find me now
I’m on the run
all my rainclouds follow me
You can’t hold me now
my heart is a hollow stone
my words are ghosts in an empty room
I was an engine bathed in marmalade
I held you like the spoon of a hand grenade
but you only loved me for my guitar and my tongue
I couldn’t strip my skin away
I lost my sanity for a day
petroleum jelly joined me and you to the singing earth
and continents are fragments of an ancient dream
all my continents have fissured like a dream
Now I’m on the road
with a heart tattoo in binary code
my rucksack full of empty pages and empty poems
Hitchhiking south into mystery
migration trails of rhapsody
arctic terns and starlings on sky trails high above
and the continent lies before me like a dream
sometimes things are exactly what they seem
So fall into the liminal world
ghoulash of dust and bones unfurled
paprika sprinkled on the slipstream of love and pain
We’re all dressed up on the installment plan
spinning through space like an old tin can
riding shotgun with the repo man
revving engines in rastafari vans
crawling from oceans up onto land
blue fermentation of regeneration and decay
and you passed through me like a dream
I sometimes wonder, were things ever what they seemed
our days together still enfold me like a dream
all our continents reunited in a dream
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Words like Wild Horses
04:42
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Words like Wild Horses
Well you know, I don’t want you to go
I want you to stay…I want you to stay
You came to me like a flower on a tree
but when the rain came
all my blossoms fell from me
no pollination could touch your love to me
I know my heartstrings sing too slow
you whispered to me but I was made of stone
I need cool water to carve love into me
flowing water to carve you into me
I feel like bones are breaking in my heart
I want your love to heal and enfold me
I want your breath like ocean waves to cover me
I want your skin like a desert to welcome me
My guitar always plays the same old song
I wrote it for you but forgot to sing out loud
now every heartbeat tells me all I’ve done wrong
reverberations of all I’ve done wrong
You know I never wanted you to go
but my words were wild horses and ran away from me
I feel empty because I could not say
I want you to come to me and stay
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Down to the River
05:26
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Down to the River
You’ve come so far
but you never looked around to see just where you are
you wear your diamond ring
just like it’s any other bright shiny gaudy thing
You tear off your clothes
all your ribbons and your bows
you lift up your dress
for a dream of happiness
and you’ll go down to the river
tonight
I was a drunken matador
a thousand traffic jams came dancing all around me
I swung my cape and clicked my goldplated heels
as skyscrapers crowded in all around me
I ate the skeleton
all the bones of the sun
I peeled off my skin
to end and begin
I went down to the river
to find my way
You say you swallowed the ten thousand things
but you only got 9,999
you got everything but one
somehow you missed the one real reason to sing
you read big books and kissed the bars of your cage
you drank down wine and love and sex and rage
You tore off your clothes
dead petals from a rose
you kicked off your shoes
with no colors left to lose
then you stepped down to the river
to ride away from here
I tried to love you
but I never even knew how to say hello
still I’m trying to find you
some day you’re going to have to find your way home
you’ll find yourself all alone
trying to find your way home
you’ll see you’ve torn your dress
and your face is a mess
you’ll be all alone
trying to find your way home
face is a mess
you’ve torn your dress
but how could they know
you’ve torn your dress
your face is a mess
you’re all alone
trying to find your way home
and how could they know
you smashed all the chairs
set fire to your hair
you fell down the stairs
and nobody cares
but how could they know
you tore off your dress
for a dream of happiness
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November Rain
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November Rain
When your days are broken, you just wander
empty streets of love,
shadows fall across the earth
I’ve put on some coffee, to share
with you beneath the trees
gray leaves glisten in the rain
When the dust asks about you, I look out
to gray November rain
falling in the garden
washing your bare footprints away
washing my heart towards the sea
washing the blue from the sky
I chopped down a tree, just to see
my leaves and branches bleed
I dream of the desert
I dream empty days
I dream empty skies
I dream desiccation rhymes
my love for you grows cactus thorns
Today I’m hungover, from too many
glances in the mirror
I drink myself down
no no no water no ice
go to hell and take all your goddamned good advice
leave me alone I’m feeling fine
My guitar says I love you, but I am
more likely to say fuck off
my words are hunger
my words are rusty dull-edged blades
my words are mute shovelfuls of clay
rocks thru a window on a pretty pretty day
shoeshine infatuation feet that stray
thru cracked concrete gardens in the merry merry month of May
but no one’s listening either way
The rain is falling, and I
don’t think it’s going to stop
I put on my raincoat
ride the motorbike thru the gray
across the mountains someplace far away
where no one’s heard all the useless words I say
where the sun shines hot and hard every day
where I can use emotional diamonds to pay
for all the masturbatory games I play
where I can bury my heart and make it stay
where Ferlenghetti’s dogs to go get laid
where castrated donkeys bray and bray
where high priests of solitude pray and pray
where I can shake my fist at the sky and bray
tear off my clothes and skin and bray
where I can bray and bray and bray and bray
work a lifetime without pay
and bray and bray and bray and bray and bray and bray
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Your Ghosts Won't Haunt Me Now
Your ghosts won’t haunt me now
earth fills my bones
waves rise in my lungs
subside back to the sea
I wore a skin of salt
you washed me like rain
violence fills my eyes
and you’ve flown to the sun
My hands are dust and seeds
starlings carry me away
bluebirds fall from the sky
your ghosts don’t haunt me now
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Eternity too Soon
swing a meathook swing some bread
swing your lifetime till you’re dead
swing your tongue swing your sex
howl like a tyrannosaurus rex
colonize a fishbowl colonize a cage
swing on a strand of hope through our cities of atomic rage
swing your golf and tennis clubs
armchair violence married to opiate love
swing your freeway engine speed
swing your love and death and sex and lust and need and seeds
swing your satin swing your lace
carve new stars and eyes into your face
swing your lover by her thighs
sink and drown in her until she sighs
swing your tongue into your love
lick and drink from her treasure trove
fuck running through life like it’s a steeplechase
fuck all the prison bars holding you in place
fuck your mortgage fuck your car
fuck the imperatives of perpetual war
swing with joy and swing with dread
why not swing with joy as long as you’re not dead
you’ll be dust and ashes soon
why not swing your heart like a feather to touch the sky the earth the sea the moon
the song of a loon a pretty girl’s pantaloons
a dirty cartoon a cockstroke too soon
a full spittoon William Faulkner’s favorite octoroon
a rose with all it’s thorns in bloom
a weeping groom a sweeping broom
all of our incipient doom
an ex-lover’s womb and a broken loom
and a bomb-blast boom, and a bombast bloom…
I want to meet you in an empty room
I just want to see you in an empty crater of the moon
but eternity always comes too soon
come to me baby we hold the ocean between us in a spoon
the ocean swings between us in a spoon
my breath for your breath and we’ll hold them between us in a blue balloon
eternity always comes too soon
let my heart beat next to your heart while the cherry blossoms are still in bloom
eternity always comes too soon
let my heart beat next to your heart while we’re both still in bloom
eternity always comes too soon
let my heart beat next to your heart
I want my heart to beat next to your heart
while we’re both still in bloom
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This song is based on a traditional folk song, Swing and Turn, Jubilee:
It's all out on the old railroad,
It's all out on the sea,
All out on the old railroad,
Far as I can see.
Swing and turn, Jubilee,
Live and learn, Jubilee.
Hardest work I ever done,
Workin' on the farm,
Easiest work I ever done,
Swingin' my true love's arm.
Swing and turn, Jubilee,
Live and learn, Jubilee.
If I had a needle and thread,
As fine as I could sew,
I'd sew my true love to my side
And down this creek I'd go.
Swing and turn, Jubilee,
Live and learn, Jubilee.
If I had no horese to ride,
I'd be found a-crawlin'
Up and down this rocky road
Lookin' for my darlin'.
Some will come on a Sat'day night,
Some will come on Sunday;
If you give 'em half a chance
They'll be back on Monday.
Swing and turn, Jubilee,
Live and learn, Jubilee.
I won't have no widder man
Neither will my cousin,
You can get such stuff as that
For fifteen cents a dozen.
Swing and turn, Jubilee,
Live and learn, Jubilee.
Coffee grows on a white oak tree,
Sugar runs in brandy,
Girls are sweet as a lump of gold,
Boys as sweet as candy.
Swing and turn, Jubilee,
Live and learn, Jubilee.
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Scott Ezell
Scott Ezell is a Pacific Rim writer and multi-genre artist with a background in Asia, border zones, and indigenous peoples. His music spans folk, ambient, and experimental styles.
www.scottezell.com
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