Thursday, May 22, 2025

Peaceful times

PEACEFUL TIMES (E A D G B E, capo 2)

Peaceful times. Lonely clouds. Open garden.

Bronze bird. Red cliff. Buried in the sand.

Take it out. Wash it clean. Unfurl.

Broken ways. Little hands. I know.

Wild goose. Blue river. Peaceful times.

 

Monkish ways. Gaze at clouds. I see.

Splendid moon. Lonely mood.

Fishing boat. Going home. Peaceful times.

Today, right then, though

TODAY, RIGHT THEN, THOUGH (E A D G B E)


 Today, right then, though. Nobody really knows. That’s why they say: Keep your mouth closed.

Today, right then, though. I’m hanging out my clothes. It’s windy and the sun is out. It’s perfect, I suppose.

 

I suppose I can feel the sun on my back. The cockatoos overhead. The rain clouds coming today or tomorrow. And when they do I won’t be sad. I won’t say no or yes or why. I won’t let go or hold on tight. I won’t rush but I won’t go slow. Today, right then, though.

I am laughing too

I AM LAUGHING TOO (E A D G B E)

I don’t want to know. I don’t want to know. You can let me go. I don’t want to know.

I can see why. I can see why. You’ve been telling lies. I can see why.

If you asked, if you asked me now. I flick the switch, let the dogs out. If you could see, if you could see me now.

 

I don’t understand. I don’t understand. You’ve got a plan. I don’t understand.

I’m falling out. I am falling out. You are darker now. I’m falling out.

Through a hole, through a great big hole. It just turned on like a lightbulb. It just came on like it always was.

And it always was.

 

Looking through your garden it’s harder. If I could be bothered, I’d bother. I can hear you laughing, I’m laughing too.

I am laughing too.

Thursday, May 1, 2025

The CD is a bit scratchy

THE CD IS A BIT SCRATCHY (E A D G B E)



Thank you for the music. I think she’ll like it too. I dreamt about a kangaroo and it made me think of you. The CD is a bit scratchy. I haven’t played it in a while. But I listened quietly this morning and it made me smile.

As the rain hammers the windows. The wind shakes the glass. The road outside is flooded and the water’s moving fast. But she is keeping us safe. It’s just the way things are. She’s up in the stars and she is in our hearts.

 

This room ain’t so bad. I think she can be happy here. All it took was a vacuum for the first time in years. And she’ll have everything she needs. I know there’s nothing to fear. I’ll just keep my guitar out and pack away the rest of my gear.

She don’t even know it. She doesn’t need to. Because everything is everything and everything is true. Because everything is changing. It’s just the way things are. She’s up in the sky and she is in our hearts.

 

She is on her way and she’s already here. The sky is cold and grey but my heart is clear. And everything is changing. It’s just the way things are. But she is in our hearts.

Inside mind

INSIDE MIND (D G D G B E)


 There’s a lot of honey in the tea this morning. There are a lot words in these books.

There are many thoughts in my head. And the rain is pissing down.

Inside mind. Through the walls. My inside mind. Right here.

Inside mind. Through the windows.

 

There are a lot of questions. There are many options. There are many directions and wrong turns.

There are many ways to show you are grateful. And the rain is pissing down.

Inside mind. I can see your inside mind. Right here.

Inside mind. Under the roof.

 

Inside mind.

Inside mind.

 

Inside mind. And the rain is. Inside mind. And the rain is. Inside mind. And the rain is. Inside mind. Pissing down.

Tuesday, April 29, 2025

Outside mind

OUTSIDE MIND (D G D G B E, capo 4)

Outside mind. Like an empty sky. Like a wind that blows across the sand.

Outside mind. Going out with the tide. Like a golden light in your hands.

 

Outside mind. Suddenly you’re by my side. Only to find the way things are.

Outside mind. Suddenly I’m open wide. And I know why. maworymy(yeh))

Monday, April 28, 2025

We should go for a walk this week

WE SHOULD GO FOR A WALK THIS WEEK (D A D G B E, capo 1)

We should go for a walk this week. The rain will do us good. I haven’t been out in a little while and I haven’t seen much of you.

I’ll pick you up if you’re keen. Early but not too early. I want to go somewhere I haven’t been. I want to follow a path I don’t know.

 

Let me know what day suits you best. I’m pretty much free all the time. I’m getting a haircut tomorrow but other than that I’m easy.

And we can just wander for hours and talk about serious things that might sound silly to anyone else but oh well.

 

Where we go from here doesn’t matter as long as we go. Follow the river that’s clear. If it’s true then you’ll know.

 

Let’s go for a walk this week. If it’s raining I really don’t mind. And it probably won’t rain that much anyway. It might be slippery. It might be muddy. It might be windy. But we’ll be fine.

Sunday, April 27, 2025

The centre is empty

THE CENTRE IS EMPTY (E A D G B E)


 Guests arrive and guests depart. The rain is falling fiercely. But no one really gets that far. It’s cold and it is windy. Call the old the man over the fence. Call the mountain. He was right again.

 

And I don’t know why but I wanted to cry when I read the words “better stay centred”.

And I haven’t been centred of late. Things seem to be getting away from me. But now I see the centre is empty.

Flowers scatter tears

FLOWERS SCATTER TEARS (E A D G B E)

Flowers scatter tears. Through a river so clear. I’m looking out for you as the fish swim underneath.

As the stones pass by. As you sink into the night. Who can hold the stars and keep their light alive?

As we finally arrive. You’ve been here the whole time. We finally arrive and you’ve been here the whole time.

 

Flowers make waves. Make wind, make ghosts. Maybe I’m too far away. Maybe I’m too close. May every fish swim. As the leaves fall from the sky. May every moment last. May every moment die.

May every bird fly. As the leaves fall from the sky. I can see it in your eye. I can see it in your eye.

 

Flowers scatter tears. Through a river so clear. I’m looking out for you and it’s like you’re right here. Like you’ve been right here all along. Like the end of a song. But it never really ends because you always sing along.

And the river’s so clear. It’s like you’re right here. The river’s so clear. It’s like you’re right here.

As the flowers scatters and the river’s so clear. It’s like you’re right and the river’s so clear. As the flowers scatter tears and the river’s so clear. It’s like you’re right here as the flowers scatter tears.

Sunday, April 20, 2025

See new

SEE NEW (E A D G B E)


Sunlight. Maybe you’ll take me. I feel you resting on my shoulders.

Sometimes I think I’m melting. I want to stand but I’ve gone too soft.

Blue skies under the green grass. Behind the shadows. Before it’s gone.

Going. Sick with morning. Sometimes I’m scared to set an alarm.

 

Orange juice in a cool cup. I want to swim but I can’t jump in.

Waiting for something to greet you. No one can see you under that cloud.

Blue skies suddenly falling. Someone is talking. Talking to you.

And now I’m tangled in morning. Trying to keep the flies out of my cup.

 

Sunlight. Maybe you’ll take me. Maybe I’m ready. Maybe I’m not.

Sunlight. Maybe you’ll show me. Maybe I’ll see whatever you do.

And maybe one day you’ll know me. Maybe you’ll show me what you find out.

Maybe one day you’ll feed me. Maybe you’ll see me and I’ll see you too.

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made this with a qy100 and my trusty mpc2500. pls enjoy         Above  - bandcamp link