The State That We Are In

The State that We Are In

Late to Bloom

Some Weights are Hard to Bear

Seashells

Layla (by Eric Clapton and Jim Gordon)

I got stuck somewhere in between
Freaking out and going numb from the spin machine
I’ve been reeling from the backlash
Of our crash course in chagrin, oh and
I am struck by the state that we are in

Some fiascos are better seen from the sky
A man has a plan to build a canal
Then the railroad whizzes by
And we’re watching out for whiskey
While he’s pouring out the gin, oh and
I am struck by the state that we are in

I’m not saying there’s an answer to the riddle
I’m not saying that the truth is in our reach
But when I wake up to the skies
Burning red before sunrise
I know the wildfires got very little sleep
There’s no glut on the postcards that we write

Simply put we’re all under the same big satellite
And there’s pressure on the middle
And suppression in the wind, oh but
We’re not stuck with the state that we are in

We’re not tired, we’re not despairing, not resigned
We’re not counting on the roof to fix the leak
We’re mixing districts re-defined
We’re ditching zig-zag-zip code lines
And we are, we are, we are, we are gonna speak

It’s time to take a trip and strip the poison from the soil
Dispense with it or drench it in palmarosa oil
There’s a drought but there’s a river
With a mouth where we can swim, oh and
We’re not stuck with the state that we are in
We’re not stuck with the state that we are in

The State That We Are In

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Late to Bloom

Standing on the dock
Looking at your eyes
Trying to see the friend
That I almost made in ninth grade

I really want to stare
Repair you like Jerusalem
And see you in the high school dark room
Where we developed our film

You were always cool, somebody’s desire
I was on the side, a latent wildfire
A patient wildflower, late to bloom

Now in your canoe
Slender bones and sinew
An orthopedic surgeon
Your wife had to discontinue
Her prestigious law career

Trying guys for homicide
A mother must decide
How much litigiousness will bring her

You were always cool, somebody’s desire
I was on the side, a latent wildfire
A patient wildflower, late to bloom

It wasn’t something I could muster, oh no
The confidence to say hello
It wasn’t something I could bluster through
With nonchalance

As if I wasn’t wasn’t wasn’t loving you
You

You were always cool, somebody’s desire
I was on the side, a latent wildfire
A patient wildflower, late to bloom

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Some weights are hard to bear

She’s scattered in her sadness lately
She moves a box of matches daily
The lemon tree is turning lazy
Some weights are hard to bear

She keeps a jar of glycerin out back
Chops the wood and kindling, hands chapped
Whispers into daylight, I’m cracked
Some weights are hard to bear

She washes all the linens
Hangs them up in rows
Tries to shake the image of when
The garden sundial froze

It couldn’t be a year now, too long
It was just a summer day gone wrong
The musket is a long gun, so long
Some weights are hard to bear

She’s scattered in her sadness lately
She moves a box of ashes daily
The lemon fire is burning hazy
Some weights are hard to bear

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Seashells

Ten o’clock and nobody’s sleeping
At the edge of the bed
Thunder cloud and the sky is weeping
Dripping into my head

And I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know, I don’t know why
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why

When you scramble up boulders
You loosen the rebel below
Flying rocks become stardust
Or pebbles in somebody’s shoe

And I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know, I don’t know why
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why

Look at the girl on the rock
She is standing in front of the sea

She took a piece of lace from a box
And sewed it into her T-shirt

I’m a sucker for seashells
I tuck ‘em in under my hand
Put a clam in my pocket
I’m tumbling over the sand

And I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know, I don’t know why
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why

I see the girl with the abalone
Inside of her sleeve
She turned a broken mussel shell
Into a skeleton key

And I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know, I don’t know why
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why