Pleasure of the Sky

Up!Up!Up!Up!Up!
Up!Up!Up!Up!Up!

An old dream of the sky came to me
And I flew to the edge of the world
I could see through the night quite clearly
Feel the wind through my wings as I flew

Up!Up!Up!Up!Up!
Up!Up!Up!Up!Up!

As I soared past the edge, moving outward
With a billion stars in my eyes
I embraced the life now behind me
And I knew, yes I knew the pleasure of the sky

Spin

When you were young did you spin til you were dizzy and
Touching your toungue to the experience
Did you wind up tangled in a great mess
Hoping for a break?

Or was it all just empty words and incense
The mountain come and gone like in zen
And did it make you more compassionate
Sitting there alone?

I don't have the answer
I don't know the way
I put my feet in my shoes
And walk a little every day
I don't fear tommorrow
I'm not ashamed to love
Most days I look around me
And think the universe is enough - today

If I get old I will spin til I am dizzy and
Touching the cold end of experience
Untangle every kind of great mess
Not waiting for breaks

I never needed empty words and incense
The mountain doesn't need to make sense
I find the will to be compassionate
Spinning all around

I don't have the answer
I don't know the way
I put my feet in my shoes
And walk a little every day
I don't fear tommorrow
I'm not ashamed to love
Most days I look around me
And think the universe is enough - today

Jan 4, 2009 Snoho / Seattle

Who among us wrote the rule, that makes a human being a tool
When like good money and it's fool, we all will soon be parted?

On and on, life is long -how to hold on tight when it's bittersweet
On and on, but when it's gone, it isn't long at all

On and on, life is long -learn to love and learn how to keep your feet
On and on, but when it's gone, it isn't long at all

Bankers live and bankers die, by usury that bleeds us dry
They'll have us working all our lives just to spur the boatman's labors

Loan us dollars loan us dimes, we'll surely pay you back sometime
Loan us the pennies for our eyes, oh will you undertaker?

On and on, life is long -how to hold on tight when it's bittersweet
On and on, but when it's gone, it isn't long at all

On and on, life is long - learn to love and learn how to keep your feet
On and on, but when it's gone, it isn't long at all

But it's lonely on the way...
It's lonley on the way

A beggar offered a wealthy man a wizend apple from his hand
Who's the poor one man for man? Both are caught in history

One has money, one has time, both can say "All this is mine."
Gentle, vicious, cruel or kind, life is full of mystery…

February 10, 2009

Christmas in the Southland

Every day is Christmas when you open your presents
Every day is Christmas when you undo the twine
Santa's on his way and I know he's comin
But before he hits the chimney well he's takin a ride

He's goin down south, see your rainy weather
Headin down south, ooh the water is fine
When you're down south, best bring your umbrella
It's Christmas down south of your Mason-Dixon line

You better be good, yeah you better listen
Better be nice when you're spinnin your top
Better be friendly when I'm moppin up your kitchen
Better be quiet or maybe I'll - stop

Goin down south, see your rainy weather
Headin down south, ooh the water is fine
When you're down south, best bring your umbrella
It's Christmas down south of your Mason-Dixon line

You got a secret, I'm gonna tell it
You got a secret, you told a lie
You told me that you were not religious
But last night I heard you say
Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodoh

I was goin down south, see your rainy weather
Headin down south, ooh the water is fine
When you're down south, best bring your umbrella
It's Christmas down south of your Mason-Dixon line

Some say it's a sin but they don't know what they're missin
Say it's a sin, but I think sin's a lie
If you don't like the heat, stay out of the kitchen
If you don't like the taste well you can't have any pie

Goin down south, see your rainy weather
Headin down south, ooh the water is fine
When you're down south, best bring your umbrella
It's Christmas down south of your Mason-Dixon line

Oh holy night,
jingle bell jingle bell ringing your jingle bells
Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton….
It's Christmas down south of your Mason Dixon line…

Copyright 2002 Christopher Bingham

Gathering light, stars like seeds
Gathering light, stars like seeds

I am stripped to nearly nothing as I fall into the deep
And my body holds the ashes of the memories that I keep

The light from every star I see is pouring through my skin
I don't know just where my body stops and where the night begins

Gathering light, stars like seeds
Gathering light, stars like seeds

We are standing in the dayliight of a not so distant star
Like all of life before we came and all after we're gone

Gathering light, stars like seeds
Gathering light, stars like seeds

Snohomish, 6/27/08

I close the door upon myself
And take her with me
Belladonna smiles

I chose a road whose only wealth
was cold horizons
Belldonna sighs
She got nightshade in her eyes

I'm leaning toward Belladonna
What good is this life?
Two kisses from Belladonna
We could dream or we could die tonight

Who doesn't come upon the edge
And hear the laughing?
Belladonna's smiles
And her eyes are open wide

Belladonna flies...

January 8, 2009 Snohomish

Control. It's such a temptation but reality has it's way
On the whole, even the best situations
have some things you just can't change
The old "It's all just illusion" don't work when the bills ain't paid.
It's cold, but when you run from the truth it comes back to bite you someday

Does it all go when your eyes close and the light's gone away?
Is it still real if you can't feel or you can't hear what they say?
Maybe it's all - maybe it's all gone, all gone now

The world disappears when you're not watching
It ends when you close your eyes?
But then it returns when we're back watching
So really now nobody minds - nobody minds

Alone, my eyes own the vision, they keep everything they see
On my own, I take it all in and that how it comes home with me
On the phone, they'll dial you in of you like for a nominal fee
Even so, no matter how you are living, observing your life is still free

Does it all go when your eyes close and the light's gone away?
Is it still real if you can't feel or you can't hear what they say?
Maybe it's all - maybe it's all gone, all gone now

Does it all disappear when you're not watching
Or end when you close your eyes?
But then it returns when we're back watching
So really now nobody minds - nobody minds

Coming down, I see through the curtains, I see through the old tired way
All around, almost nothing is certain but death, taxes, daylight and change
I have found, if I keep the lines open I might even like what you say
One the ground, the galaxy's turning and no doubt it's gonna remain

Does it all go when your eyes close and the light's gone away?
Is it still real if you can't feel or you can't hear what they say?
Maybe it's all - maybe it's all gone, all gone now

Does it all disappear when you're not watching
It ends when you close your mind
But then it returns when we're back watching
So really now nobody minds - nobody minds

June 18, 2009 Snohomish (Under the influence of Ace)