Moonlight Bleach

Where the rocks are so old
they are bleached by moonlight
where the rocks are so old
this is no longer believed
where the rocks are so old
they are melted and shattered
fermented and battered
where the rocks are so old
they refrain from these sayings
and have heard every rhythm
the waters display
where the rocks are so old
they've forgotten to remember
the science and knowledge
where the rocks are so old
baby land is not home
where the rocks are so old
they have fogotten what's gold
they have listened to war
carriage and horse
drums and jackhammers
rusted metal
poisonous flows
where the rocks are so old.

Her Blurred Last Words

This is the time
it slowly slips away
the guardian toad
keeping me company
on cold hard road.

A fourth dimensional
distraction killing
talking to amphibians
theraputic evolution
mitigation
as they pass on by
dead to the intent
of a child's eye.

The chords
he whispers and picks
yeilding the superior voice
unshackeled choice
box churning
windy music.

Talking- chat
company- brat
maintenance of a rocky time
jump the curb my friend
I cannot not help
it's survival of the fittest
relative the the buzzing tires
my flesh is inviting
keeping me distracted
come on buddy
wear warts carried
see haven's grass
moist due
ephemeral long lost knowledge
just some moments of freedom from road
remember the time ship projections
I Love You.