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After a Moment
03:27
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AFTER A MOMENT
Why won’t the birds sing anymore
Or have they all just flown away
Why won’t the grass grow green
Or is it that my eyes can’t see
No more, no more
The land was rich after the river overflowed
And then the water all but pulled away
The harvest filled the granary high
And then it all just seemed to die
No way, I said, no way
If it’s really my time to go
I won’t stand in the way
It’s all been too much of a tawdry show
Anyway, anyway, anyway
The bells ring for someone, off afar
Perhaps they’re ringing even now for me
And as I stand ‘neath graying skies
They remind me of the sound of all of my lies
Yes, my lies
The time has come to answer for my sins
The sun goes down and twilight thus begins
Alone and on this rocky shore
How I wish I’d loved you all the more
All the more
If it’s really my time to go
I won’t stand in the way
It’s all been too much of a tawdry show
Anyway, anyway, anyway
© 2009 Richard Kuslan
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Dandelion
04:04
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DANDELION
Dandelion
Bitter weed
Silly pretty flower
Your roots are deep
So deep
Dandelion
Evil seed
Basking in my bower
I shall root you out before I sleep
Before I sleep
The sun will soon foresake this plot of cultivated land
The moon will rise and soon devise her antiquated plan
Anew for every man
[INTERLUDE]
Dandelion
Awful need
Killing by my bedside
Your just another mouth to feed
To feed
Dandelion
Hateful creed
Bane of childlike mankind
Worthy sacrifice is this brave deed
Brave deed
The sun will soon foresake this plot of cultivated land
The moon will rise and soon devise her antiquated plan
Anew for every man
© 2009 Richard Kuslan
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Free to Be Free
02:50
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FREE TO BE FREE
Free
I want to be free
Free to be
Free to be me
See
I want to foresee
Essentially
How did He?
The Fate designs above us
Laughing as she spins
A'dance, she whirls
With her girly curls
Across the universe
La la la...
Beam
I want to beam
Light full of dream
I mean, gleam
Glow
I want to glow
Mabushii no
Just so
The town upon a hillside
Candles the evening sky
Unconcealed she now reveals
Her unseen opal eyes
© 2009 Richard Kuslan
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Creditor
03:48
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CREDITOR
My wife's my creditor
And all this time, I've never known
And I'm her debitor
So sour the fruit which we've grown
Or so I'm told
Cries...
Lies...
Am I not much better?
And all this time, I've never known
Can I forget her
Her words of bramble and stone?
A hard row to hoe
Cries...
Sighs...
[INTERLUDE]
My knife will settle her
And all this time, I've never known
Do I have the mettle
Forebearing a severance of our home?
This much I woe
Cries...
Why...?
© 2009 Richard Kuslan
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GREMLINS AND GOD
Young guy:
He's an aging rock and roller
Got a paunchy bod
The crowd used to get high on dope
Now the crowd gets high on God
Now the crowd gets high on God
He croons his love for Jesus and the crowd gets high on God
He used to be hot-blooded
Like Jim Morrison in leather pants
But the lizard king died young enough to live
And this guy's dying on stage, you dig?
He's dying up on stage, you dig?
I'm laughing it up, just watching him prance
Hell, I see his underpants
He's just a hunched-up, white-haired,
buck-tooth, clad in black, spectacled,
impotent old fool
Drivin' his Gremlin to gigs
Packing his bags with all of his wigs
[INTERLUDE]
Young guy a few decades later:
He's an aging rock and roller
Praise His name that he shook smack
He turned his life around and says
He's never ever goin' back
He swears he's never goin' back
He croons his love for Jesus
And the crowd has a heart attack
He used to be hot-blodded
You-know-what with gals and guys
But now he's a faithful celibate
And swears to never tell no lies
I swear he's never told me no lies
He croons his love for Jesus
And the crowd has a heart attack
I'm laughing it up, just watching him prance
He's got the crowd in a trance
He's just simple man, old school,
empty wallet, sleeps well,
shirt-off-his-back, salt-of-the-earth Joe.
Takes his Mama to lunch sometimes
Congregation love him so.
[REPRISE]
He's just a hunched-up, white-haired,
buck-tooth, clad in black, spectacled,
salt-of-the-earth Joe.
Takes his Mama to lunch sometimes
Congregation love him so.
© 2009 Richard Kuslan
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6. |
Done For
03:11
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DONE FOR
It doesn't work that well no more
It doesn't ring a bell like before
It doesn't swell me more
and more and more
Man, am I done for
I think I'm out of breath for sure
I think my eyes have lengthened
but my desire's impure
I think I'm vainly striving
for a manly allure
Man, am I done for
For crystal shines like glass now
And prime rib tastes like puppy chow
A lion's roar's but a cat's meow
What a drag
Like an actor lost in lines
Like a singer mute in mime
Like a dancer at a blind stage door
Man, am I done for
So, I'll take a case of wine to bed
'Cause of all the blows about my head
I've taken heart, but man, I'm sore and more
Man, am I done for
© 2009 Richard Kuslan
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Inner Spaceman
03:29
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INNER SPACEMEN
The sound of outer space
No...
The rain above the clouds
No...
The light beneath the earth
No...
The touch of my mother's hand
No...
I can imagine
Can't I imagine?
Am I imagined?
Well, am I?
La la la...
The sound of inner space
Woah...
The rain of cloudless climes
Woah...
The light unseen that shines
Woah...
I see it
I see it
I see it
I can imagine
Can't I imagine?
Am I imagined?
Well, am I?
Am I?
I am
© 2009 Richard Kuslan
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8. |
Once I Opened a Bundle
03:58
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ONCE I OPENED A BUNDLE
Once I opened a bundle
When nobody happened
To be looking
Hands a-twitch with desire
Searching for Moses
In the rushes
Who are you
To look upon My Face
You with eyes that cannot see?
Never hid
Yet hiding in plain
It's you who must discover Me
[INTERLUDE]
There but for the grace
of might Ares
Warrior of most awful
Celebrations
Hand-to-hand
Ministrations
Battle, but imagined
Comfort me
Who are you
To look upon My Face
You with eyes that cannot see?
© 2009 Richard Kuslan
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THE BONES OF LIEUTENANT JONES
He said:
And so, we're lying here in bed
Finally together, again
I'm sorry
My temper
You bled
I guess I'm just not the man
You knew
Back when
Baby,
Wipe the sand from my eyes
I've no tears left to cry
For the desert wind
Has left them dry
Dry as a bone
As white, as the lie...
Oh....
The bones, the bones of Lieutenant Jones
[Spoken] Somewhere, his bones...
She said:
You are alive in a bitter sea
Firey engulfing thee
Unceasing remembered agony
The battle yet rages inside thee
I'll hold you and rock you to sleep
And pray you God to keep
The waves of my tears shall wash over thee
The two of us will set you free
Oh....
The bones, the bones of Lieutenant Jones
[Spoken] Somewhere, his bones...
© 2009 Richard Kuslan
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SEED
I am a seed upon the ocean
A plaything of the wave
Unrowingly
Oarlessly
Aimlessly
Awaiting
The Mating
With the shore I desperately crave
I am a breeze of graceful motion
This spirit of the ballet wave
Undressing you
Caressing you
Confessing to
The glory of embrace
By a King without a face
Time and tide and over again
The fountain overflows
But, to our eyes:
A causeless sea
Running
Endlessly
Where from?
Who knows?
Don't YOU?
I am a creed of flame devotion
Incinerating ashes of the day
Unwittingly
Unremittingly
Side-splittingly
And collusion with illusion
Made to vanish into the haze
© 2009 Richard Kuslan
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11. |
You, You with Your Head
04:11
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YOU, YOU WITH YOUR HEAD
You
You with your head
under your bed
searching for matchsticks
Down
Down in the dust
Blind in the dark
Skin soaked in gasoline
Just so you can light a fire
I know the cost is truly dear
Dear
Long burning reflection
Then a spark of creation
Unfolds incandescently
I
I am a man
I am a god
Sculpted in marble
Cold
Cold to the touch
Yet perfectly
Ideal of the Artist
Abstracted breath of Life
I know the thought is truly dear
Dear
For we wander in darkness
But a flash from the Heavens
Guides us ascendingly
Even the moon
In captive orbit fleeing
Ever faithfully shines with the sun's light
In darkest night
You
You with your head
Up in the skies
Feet on the planet
Sing
Sing to the dead
Under the grass
Risen as zombies
Sleep-walking half-aware
I know what's wrought is truly dear
Dear
When the spark light has spoken
May the spell then be broken
And in a ksana, they see
Even the moon
In captive orbit fleeing
Ever faithfully shines with the sun's light
In darkest night
His light
© 2009 Richard Kuslan
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Richie Kaye Houston, Texas
www.richiekaye.com
Richie Kaye is a musical performer who has worked on television, on the live
stage, in theaters, museums and clubs and in the subway. Now based in Houston, Texas, he's performed in the U.S. and Asia.
Prior recorded work includes Whinin' and Complainin': Classic Nashville Out-of-Love Songs, The Last Whoop-dee-doo, Richie Kaye's Music & Mirth and Fire and Fall Back
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