Wednesday, June 25, 2014

'How To Sing A Sad Song without Crying'

It's a funny thing when you Google a phrase, semi-ironically, and then more than one article quotes that phrase verbatim:

http://www.wikihow.com/Sing-a-Sad-Song-Without-Crying

Monday, April 14, 2014

Song without Words

Well, it has words now. But it's a song that I've been carrying around without words for a long time.



either I saw a flash of light
across your eyes into the night
or everything you ever said was true

the comfort of your crooked home
its magic draw and silent hopes
because I needed you

I have been the world around
to map the contours of its ground
but earth itself has no escaping you

I've watched you slip right through the hands
of God's own sealed and foolproof plans
and passed it off as the loving thing to do
when I needed you

from the bottom of this canyon rock
swept free of pride and past the shock
it's telling when there's nothing left to lose

that I stand here as my final act
with life, and sense, and soul intact to say

I'm leaving you

____________________________

voices 2&3:
you'll have to go it solo
those hearts can't make it through

you've always had it, so go
don't look behind of you

one step follows the other
new place, new life, new home

and when it all comes crashing
you'll face those fears alone

voice 4:
to the rescue
neck deep in water when I found you

to the rescue
just let it go and come to me

voice 1:
when the scenery came down
I found myself on solid ground
 - SK, 2010-2014







Thursday, January 16, 2014

This Is My House



This

is my house
This is my house
This is my house and I
and I
and I get to decide

This is my house and I get to decide

This
is my house
and I get to decide
who comes inside
(who comes inside)

This is my house
and I get to decide
who comes inside.

Anger is mine
(anger is mine)

Anger is an arrow
Anger is an arrow that points
Anger is an arrow that points
Anger is an arrow that points me in the right
Anger is an arrow that points me in the right
Anger is an arrow that points me in the right direction
Anger is an arrow that points me in the direction that I should go
Anger is an arrow that points me in the right direction that I should go

Anger is an arrow that points me in the right direction that I should go
(in the direction that I should go)
NO
Anger is an arrow that points me in the right direction that you should go
Anger is an arrow that points me in the direction that you should go
in the direction that you should go

This is my house!
(this is my house)
And you are not
a guest in it

This is my house and you are not a guest in it.

This is my house and I get to decide
This is my house and I get to decide
This is my house and I get to decide who the fuck
This is my house and I get to decide who the fuck
(who to fuck)
This is my house and I get to decide who the fuck who to fuck
This is my house and I get to decide who the fuck comes inside.
This is my house and I get to decide who the fuck comes inside.
This is my house and I get to decide who the fuck comes inside of it.
This is my house and I get to decide who the fuck comes inside of it

from now on
from now on
from now on

This is my house and I get to decide who the fuck comes inside of it from now on.

- sk, dec 2013/jan 2014





Monday, January 13, 2014

we did not know exactly what those trees meant

just you and me
with two brooms going
and nothing much to say

the needles everywhere
dried up
sticking to our socks like
insults
unready to be dismissed

we did not know
exactly what
those trees meant

when mine
with glory blazing
and everyone
clustered around
blissfully nestled into false frames
one last time

we come back

tired
with two brooms going
and nothing else to say

-sk 1/13/14