LASTRAIN | BEGINNING THE END | ONLY NINA KNOWS | THIS HOMELESS THING | INTO THE FOREST | KILL THE WILD MAN | GRAVITY LOST | FALLS THE TIME | ELECTRIC ARK | CENTRAL PARK IN A RAINSTORM | MAN IN…GODDESS OF… | BUNKY AND JOE | SHOT | FAR BELOW ZERO | NOTES FROM UNDERGROUND | GENTLE PERSUADER | STIKFYT (THE OPERA, PART 1) | NOT FROM HERE (from the play, Citizen Of The Pleiades) | GOOD OLD BUNKY | I’ll STAND THERE | IN THE SILENCE | IMPOSSIBILITY | THE FENCE BETWEEN US |BITTER SWEET END | 11th STREET | MAGIC CHILD| RETURN TO THE PLEIADES (from the play, Citizen Of The Pleiades) | FANTASY, DID YOU EVER BE REAL | (SUITE) ONE FOGGY VISIT | COLOSSEUM OF MARS | COSMIC ZERO | ( Rose Anne In ) A COLD BLUE SKY
LASTRAIN
So now you made it out of here.
You always said you would go.
And I am searching for excuses
while drowning in the sweet Summer rain.
So then I’m the hunter lonely
into the wood that you have thrown me.
You never were my first Love,
my only Love.
Oh,but yes,
you are the last one.
So now it’s a steamy morning
and I take the train….
A slow ride
to a clear dead end.
A hopeful last try
to talk it all back together.
But I’m staggering, helpless,
under heavy weather.
So then I’m
the hunter captured
for wanting life
to be a true adventure.
What did I throw away
for that morsel extra?
To go wild.
To break free
from all these cages.
The conqueror,
the golden fleece,
Legend of ages.
To never know peace again
without pain in my hands.
BEGINNING THE END
I cross the deep.
I stand on highest peaks.
I sail the blues.
There’s nothing left for me to lose.
I’m gonna ride the wave.
I’m gonna touch everything
and take it all the way.
I’m gonna take it all the way.
I freeze,I burn.
There’s nothing more for me to learn.
This is my fate
that I will take it all the way.
My trusted wings
will take me to the dream.
We’re gonna rise
and win the vision in my eyes.
Ride the wave.
It’s time to touch everything
and take it all the way.
I’m gonna take it all the way.
This is the beginning.
Or is this is the end?
Oh . . . No,
This is the beginning of the end.
ONLY NINA KNOWS
Words, only Nina knows.
The day that she can only see.
i see her mouth
Breathe warm against
the window pane.
Dreams, only Nina knows.
I watch her laugh,
and her cry.
I watch her move.
While Nina sleeps
the world goes on.
On and on.
Love, only Nina knows
goes unexplained
for all the names
she has come to know
with open arms,trusting eyes.
World,there’s never any time
To go again
and live the past,
to think it through,
see it clear,
know it well
and hold on.
Hold on.
Hold on.
On and on
and on and on.
THIS HOMELESS THING
I live another day
an undiscovered face.
How it all went down this way
is the sum of my disgrace.
Upon the streets at dawn
I search for something warm.
Oh, but dignity is as gone
as my good threads are torn.
To live another day
breathes hope into a flame
that I’ll regain the will
to scrape the dust from the Earth
and build.
So I live another day.
Though hate, trash and rain
add insult to my pain
I live another day
anyway……..
Any way.
INTO THE FOREST
Where did we go
all this time?
Where did we go to
so long ago ?
Weren’t we here
standing alone,
needing each other
for every season?
For everything?
How my mind wanders
back to the forest ….
Wondering at you,
remembering you.
Did you ever wander
back to the forest?
I don’t believe
I saw you there,
I saw you there.
Where did you go
all of this time?
Where did we go
so wrong?
KILL THE WILD MAN
It is with luck
what goes down will come up.
Wouldn’t it be nice
To lose it once and gain it twice?
It is with me
to stay alive long enough to see
these chains are broken
and I’m running free.
Kill the wild man.
Kill the wild man’s vision.
And
kill everything
wild and proud and free.
It is with roads
to lose my way going home.
It is with me,
a life time chasing dreams.
Always something
keeping me from reality.
Now the road to nowhere
opens up and is taking a turn!
Kill the wild man.
Kill imagination.
And
Kill everything
wild and proud and free.
It is with time
to prey on an open mind.
Doesn’t seem fair
to swing and miss and keep it there.
It is with faith
to believe there’d come a day
when I never again
will ever hear anyone say:
Kill the wild man.
Kill the wild man’s spirit.
And
Kill everything
wild and proud and free.
GRAVITY LOST
Come on over here.
Talk to me.
And I will sing
that song, you know, about Gravity.
Speak softly please.
Please,
I am no longer strong
and never loud.
Now close your eyes.
I had a dream
that two were reaching
across a nebulous void….
bearing Love to the Moon
in an August afternoon.
I see the Earth
as a different place now.
I always made
too many things count….
always.
I know you once were like me
but you escaped
and you were saved.
I’ll just keep on singing this tune…..
In the Summer rain.
Oh, walk me down to the sea.
I’d really like to see the Moon’s
Gravity.
Gravity.
There she rises!
Sing….
Sing it over and over
and over and over now.
Come on,
keep on singing.
Keep on singing
over and over
and over and over.
Keep on…..
Until it’s over…….
It’s over.
FALLS THE TIME
Oh no,I am still green
in so many things.
I can clearly see
what is happening to me.
Willows whisper in the wind.
They tell me to grow up now.
But I’m running all the time
to find I’m far behind you.
Do you think I’m sorry?
Do you think I care
when the willows whisper?
oh no, I don’t realize
someone may be trying.
Someone that I need
may be needing me.
So I’m always listening.
And I’m hearing nothing.
nothing.
And the willows whisper,
I am still green.
Deep in the Fall
is the time I recall
everything,
everything.
Oh no, it is so real
but nothing can be written.
Words will never explain
any of these things.
Do you think I’m sorry?
Do you think I care?
Well I’ll tell you
that I know I always will.
Running….
I’m running.
I can’t reach you….
I can’t reach you.
ELECTRIC ARK
Don’t tell me what I gotta be.
Don’t tell me where I got to go.
Well, I’m being what I want to be.
Oh, I’m going where I want to go
when on my
Electric Ark.
I was talking about
the voyage at the inn.
And they laughed so loud
at how foolish I had been.
So I told them,
’cause they don’t know,
what it’s all about.
That the animals that I perceive
all are sailing
to the Sun with me –
in really just a game
of being castaway
when on my
Electric Ark.
So I’m not afraid
to be scorned by anyone
when I, upon the stage,
am ever sailing to the Sun…
Never losing my direction,
never losing faith.
Don’t tell me what to understand.
Don’t tell me what I gotta know.
I’m being what I wanna be
and I’m knowing what I want to know.
Don’t,
Don’t tell me.
Don’t tell me what I got to know.
I’m going to live.
I am hipper than you think I am
when on my Electric Ark.
CENTRAL PARK IN A RAINSTORM
Beads takes the solo in ” Dunes On Concrete Island ”
on a sunny Summer afternoon…..
…..” A Mystery Of Seasons ” comes to an end as rain begins.
Pepa calls out: ” Everybody, come up on the stage! ”
Rain pours down.
Pepa calls out: ” Theme !! ”
Beads begins the theme (” Song Of The Universe “)
Park attendant: ” He’s gonna have to go ”
Beads flails – as park attendants rush Pepa – then jams a key
and abandons stage.
Rain pours down.
MAN IN…GODDESS OF…
Wind blows yellow sand
along the cove in jet streams.
We run,hand in hand,
into The Sea of Tranquility.
Sun breathes yellow fire
on the edge of crater walls.
They rise ever higher
as we descend to the Lunar floor.
Floating motions shadow the light;
Glide the surface; Fade in the sky.
Two souls from Third Stone
travel in a play of life.
Earth gives a yellow glow :
“All is calm, all is bright.”
Wind blows her yellow hair
as she moves weightlessly –
With me everywhere
in the abyss of longing dreams.
Oh, imagery.Those moments
pour like rain from these eyes.
Voices reaching
across the dark side.
I still hear their echoes
fade into time.
My love, all my life,
misunderstood;
out on the wire.
Old love,new love
forgive me,forgive me.
BUNKY AND JOE
Paulie, I heard you ran away.
Settled down in the sunny town of Westerly.
Oh, those rolling hills and open sky
make a man, in a spiritual land,
pleased with life.
And me, a relic of Coney Island,
no longer clear what I’m doing here
on a roller coaster ride.
Remember Bunky said
( he always said this ) :
” Leave your brothers alone,
Give them room to come home,
but don’t never, ever
let them go.”
Hey Joe, you left our world so young.
You never got your shot,
but you was always there for us.
We lost our faith,Joey, on the day
we carried you, dear Joe,
to your resting place.
” Listen to me: In the end
I make sure we all meet again
on a highway in the night.”
That’s what Bunky said.
He always said that :
” Love your brother.
Be good to each other “,
Though Bunky and Joe
won’t be coming home
don’t let memory fade
of the promise we made :
That we’ll never, never
ever,ever,
(don’t you ever),
never let them go.
Never let it go.
Never let go.
Gotta stay together.
Blood brothers forever.
Never let go.
Paulie, what remains among the ruins
is me and you
and the haunting truth
of a changing world.
Oh, there’s no more reason
to stand side by side.
Protect our place like in the day
when we was street gang wise.
” You gotta remember this:
In the end
w’ere gonna all meet again
on a highway in the night “.
Oh, remember Bunky said
( and he always said this ):
” Take care of each other.
Gotta love your brother.
Understand one another.
Be there for each other.
And never,never,
ever,ever,
( don’t you never, ever )
never let them go.”
Oh, never let go.
Oh ,my man,
can we live again
and never let go ?
Oh, no,no,no.
No, no, no.
I’ll never let go……..
” And don’t you never ever let go.
Never. “
< In memory of Joseph Paul Tafone >
SHOT
Moving down Main Street
of a little town –
searching for tourist rags
and some new hip disc –
I discovered a old head shop
in time for something to move me.
I caught the blues from the stereo
that rocked my mind completely.
I was shot with a guitar
took it in the heart and the soul,yeah.
I was shocked by the power
of this massive explosion.
My senses all shaken
I fell back into the street.
I was talking to myself
as a officer come up to me.
This Cat, he say, “What happen ? ”
But I could never simply explain.
I was too close to this here passion
that I got my ears rearranged.
I was shot with a guitar.
Took it in the heart and the soul, yeah.
I was shocked by the power
of this massive explosion.
I was struck by a mean blow
when a high note was triggered.
I was rocked by the echo
as the vibrations grew bigger.
Every ancient little Main Street
leads through every little town
’til the ruins by the Amtracks –
where the blues keeps going down.
And what commuters never notice
( As they shuttle to and from ) :
A new born Jimmibeetles kinda rocker
with his axe being thrummed.
Dig it.
Reload.
Shot with a guitar.
Took it in the heart and the soul, yeah.
Oh, I was shocked by the power
of this massive explosion.
I was shot.
I was shot.
Whut you say ?
Whut ?
Alright.
What?
Yeah.
FAR BELOW ZERO
I was going for a ride
somewhere on the other side
of my imagery
and of a old rainbow.
When the train speed did decline
It slowed me back into a time
when the atmosphere
was far below zero.
I relived a reality
that had been locked away in me
( as I was a highly paid
mechanical robo ).
But all that blue experience
was busting out of me ever since.
And there it was again,
far below zero.
Crazy how it all goes down.
you try to stay lost
but,instead, you’re found.
What coulda / shoulda / woulda
goes around
comes around.
Though the weather was insane
I ,forever, will remain
fully conscious
far below zero.
NOTES FROM UNDERGROUND
Gone the days of Rock and Roll
of white man’s,brown man’s, black man’s souls.
Jimmibeetles riding on Electric Ark;
Sean Boniwell screaming out of the dark.
Oh, oh, no, no, no, no,
You know with his talk.
Talk, Talk.
And one black glove.
Everything black.
Now everybody’s gone.
I remain the only brother to carry on,
and tell you the story the way it was :
When Rock came down from the Heavens for us.
Oh, no, no, no, no,
you know with his talk.
Talk,Talk.
Yeah,with everything black.
“Come on in,
Come on in.”
Gone the days of Rock and Roll,
a highway for a rebel with nowhere to go.
Jimmibeetles blazing new electric sounds
only to drown in the underground.
Oh. oh, no, no, no, oh.
With its Talk.
Talk,Talk.
Oh, and one black glove.
All in leather.
I want it back so bad.
Come on in.
Come on in.
Come on…..
Come on.
Come on, come on.
< In Memory of Sean Boniwell >
GENTLE PERSUADER
STIKFYT (THE OPERA, PART 1)
NOT FROM HERE ( from the play, Citizen Of The Pleiades )
GOOD OLD BUNKY
Saw him just the other night.
I picked him up from the floor.
And he wasn’t sounding right,
I shouldn’t leave him anymore.
Kneeled down beside him as he spoke.
He was wondering if we both could fly :
” If this life is such a joke
then why did I ever try.
All the things that I have I need,
with nothing less – but so much more.
I can’t play this harp without a lead
to a feeling I can’t draw. . . .”
Close your eyes and don’t worry ,
you won’t be dieing without me.
When I leave here I will take you ,
’cause I’ll never let go believing the dream.
I’ll STAND THERE
Pain,
My world caves in.
It isn’t that you’re gone,
It’s that I have no one.
I’m so all alone. And here’s
Pain,
Only I feel.
The things that I’ve done wrong
will live with me til I’m gone.
But this is all I can say :
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright.
You stepped on my dreams;
At my visions,laughed;
Your words did tear me up in half.
I just don’t care…..
I’ll stand there, I’ll stand there, I’ll stand there.
Stand there
Oh, stand there
Stand there
Oh, stand there. Oh,
Pain,
It won’t let go.
My heart is not broke,
it’s my mind that hurts me all the time.
And I know it’s going to go…….
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright.
I’ll stand there, stand there, stand there.
Stand there
Stand there
Stand there
Stand there. Oh.
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s all…..
right !!
You crucified with your eyes.
You brought me to a lowely size.
But now I laugh
while I stand there, I stand there, I stand there.
Stand there
Stand there
Stand there
Stand there. Oh.
Come on !!!
Stand there
Stand there
Stand there
Stand there. Oh.
IN THE SILENCE
My girl.
My girl.
I didn’t know you then.
My girl,
what am I
without you
to sing with me ?
Cathedral in the rain.
Summer by the Falls.
The strand that we’ll never walk
again.
.
My girl.
No second chance.
No time to change
one thing.
Oh, my girl.
Once upon a time,
Before time passed away :
Oh, Daddy’s home !
See her run !
Nobody’s there.
I stand alone
In the silence.
IMPOSSIBILITY
I know a boy
who loves a girl.
But this girl’s in
her own crazy world.
He says,though,
” It’s an impossibility “.
When he trys to see her
she’s not there.
Hears her talking
but she is nowhere.
He says,though,
“It’s an impossibility “.
It’s possible
to feel someone
who cannot feel.
It’s possible
to love a dream
that stays unreal.
So when he finds
she is truly gone
he may be no
longer turned on.
But he says, though,
“It’s an impossibility”.
Oh,go get it now !
Oh, it’s possible
to take and never return.
It’s possible
to make the same mistake
and never learn.
So, when he finds
she is truly gone
he may be no
longer turned on.
But he says,though,
“It’s an impossibility “.
He says,though,
“It’s an impossibility “.
“It’s an impossibility “.
< In Memory of George Goldner >
THE FENCE BETWEEN US
In a world that moves slower )?
to bring you home.
I can’t believe it.
That’s enough forever.
is life’s only meaning.
even inside a night like this.
I can’t believe it.
That’s enough forever.
( Kid’s in the school yard ) :
fence is too high to climb…..”
He is my favorite pal….”
There is that girl again….”
Here it is :
and now have returned.
and none of the answers.
before it was a chance.
whatever it’s gotta take.
I believe in you.
I believe.
And that’s enough forever.
BITTER SWEET END
the days with my old man.
We knew not what we had.
on a sand dune by the sea.
there was nothing there but me.
what happened to us.
beside me in the rage.
’til they pulled my boys apart.
what happened to them.
jugs of wine and cigarettes.
we’d settle in a home.
to the road.
what happened to her.
to my bitter sweet end.
to my daughters :
” I’ll Always Love You.”
Oh,oh….
11th Street
where the kids was international.
I can see hydrants fully blown.
that I’m home !
down in the Keys.
to be tricked into doing right things,no.
He would just keep staring down …..
A mad mad place …..
Staring down …..
Magic Child
I know winds blow
in from the sea
For Eva.
Eva.
She paints them and plays
their songs on her keys.
Oh, Eva.
Eva.
Love and peace from your blue eyes
flood the Earth and fill the skies.
All the forces that are strong and true
Now and always to be drawn to you,
Eva.
Oh, Eva.
Poetry, melodies :
gifts to innocence
From Eva.
Eva.
Magic Child’s love smiles
on rainbow’s end.
Oh, Eva.
Eva.
Along disquieting crowded streets
she’ll rise above and let her spirit free.
From her golden imaginings
flows the deep sensitivity
in Eva.
Eva.
I know winds blow
all along the Seagate coast.
Day breaks when she wakes.
Night falls when she calls.
Poetry, melodies
paint the stars ; the galaxies.
Light house signaling,
” All is clear
to follow your dreams ”
To know the light is yours to shine
so I can follow you through time.
And never say I wasn’t there for you
is all I’ll ever ask of you,
Eva.
Oh,Eva.
Oh, Eva.
Magic Child . . . .
Return To The Pleiades ( From the play, Citizen Of The Pleiades )
You know,
you were right all the time.
You know,
there was something more to life
than all our senses were feeling.
To think
the whole world was an illusion.
And we,
we were just grains in the sand,
In the sand.
Then I must begin to relate
that freedom was not far away
outside of dreams.
You know,
you were right all the time,
all the time,
that we could have tried
to understand,
to understand,
in time,
peace on Earth
was in our heads
and in our hands.
So I will leave you
this memory
in hope that your world
will someday,
someday,
begin to shine.
Fantasy, Did You Ever Be Real
Lover,aren’t you tired?
It’s so long since you were straight.
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
Will still be the Fall either way,
any way.
Ten million feelings
exist in me.
…..Not make more dreaming,
just fantasy.
Mornings I wait at my window
gazing up from the alley :
remembering me
to days of an old rainbow.
Did you ever be real ?
My eyes are looking to know
to be sure.
To be sure.
I believed in my own dreams;
believe you were one.
(Suite) One Foggy Visit
• PROMENADE (1:29)
• VERSES: (1:30)
Living
color book stories
caused me
all of my worries.
In a kind of dream
I chose to find
all the little things
I always mind.
It’s funny
but bluer
in my eyes.
Life is
greyer than
grey skies.
It occurred to me,
this Blue and Grey ,
in a Forest Green
the other day.
Animals
are very strange things.
The changes you’ve made
can relate
– with colors
that stand when it rains –
to stories
that I can create.
• THE BLUE PERIOD (4:12)
• DEEP GREY REVERIE (1:06)
• PROMENADE (1:41)
• VERSES: (1:30)
Animals are very strange things.
The changes you’ve made can relate
– with colors that stand when it rains –
to stories that I can create.
One time
a rabbit
running by me
drew a
rainbow
just outside of me.
What I wouldn’t do
to make you know
I’ve been wanting you
for very long.
Very long.
Very long.
Very long.
Long.
Long.
• INTO THE GOLDEN SUN (1:45)
Colosseum Of Mars
Illustrations of a concrete
and enclosed colloseum
are waiting at the stars.
Once I dream’d that I had burned there.
I saw no one but I heard them
responding unto me.
Mars was everywhere in that place.
It was solitary inside space.
So many new worlds that I’ll never see
Brings reminding of this dream to me.
How eluded is my whole world,
ever leading me to something
more illusioned than is Love.
Cosmic Zero
I have been told there are, even in space,
traces of atmospheres far from the Earth
that fall below our Zero degrees.
Somewhere there’s everywhere, latent these years,
traces of temperature incipience
manifestly moving on me.
On me.
Of all the worlds I have ever been
living and learning in while on this Earth,
now I foresee a new world’s degrees
Falling and falling all around me.
All around me.
( Rose Anne In ) A Cold Blue Sky
Rose Anne.
Roses.
Bright Sun in a cold blue sky.
The distance between
Me and my dreams.
Rose Anne.
The world was still,
then it moved so fast
I know I lost my way.
You gave your hand
then pulled me in
to ease my pain.
And the world was still –
like in the olden days,
when I was a child
who couldn’t understand
when you gave me
Roses.
Bright Sun in a cold blue sky.
The distance between
me and my dreams.
Rose Anne.
The long road
and these rain weathered eyes
are for all those times.
For lost years,
for regretful lives,
for all Love’s crimes.
For you and me –
two drifters on the wind.
When I had to go
I could have never known
you would give me
Roses.
Bright Sun in a cold blue sky.
The distance between me and my dreams.
Rose Anne.
Roses.
Rose Anne.
Roses.
Bright Sun in a cold blue sky.
Lyrics by Billi Pepa © No Recollection Publishing Inc.