Don't Speak My Mind
Leave the world of mortals to walk
into the mist to stalk unto the other side
Plains of otherness
The utter emptiness
Where time have ceased and dark and light collide
Crossing the river of death and water cold
Slowly walking up the bridge
The jewelled bridge I walk for what seems a lifetime
In the night it's jewels glow
There on the other side
On shore of no return
The one for me awaits
Cannot avoid the eyes
In which the fire burns
Comed this far it is too late
And He calls my name
First a whispering then louder
And he wants me to fol
into the mist to stalk unto the other side
Plains of otherness
The utter emptiness
Where time have ceased and dark and light collide
Crossing the river of death and water cold
Slowly walking up the bridge
The jewelled bridge I walk for what seems a lifetime
In the night it's jewels glow
There on the other side
On shore of no return
The one for me awaits
Cannot avoid the eyes
In which the fire burns
Comed this far it is too late
And He calls my name
First a whispering then louder
And he wants me to fol
Motor Bungalow
I don't wanna live
anywhere
I wanna live, I wanna live everywhere
in a rolling big house
full of fresh air
a motor bungalow,
round and comfortable
like a highway yacht with a shower,
no stairs
you can anchor her,
you can anchor her anywhere
sleep a week or so
and get to know the local jokes
in a motor bungalow,
round and comfortable
In the bungalow breakfast nook
on the bungalow breakfast table
violets picked in Vermont
and shells knicked on a Florida jaunt
and a menu from Cohens restaurant
in a motor bungalow
motor bungalow
One morning
roll down the windows
let the north wind in
and fly across the continent
up to Canada,
whoa, Canada
to view a true moose, uuhhhmm
wet your pants, ha!
in a cold stream
eat home-made ice cream
and live
in a motor bungalow