Recent Songs: I Like Your Strange

I Like Your Strange


Every morning – the same obstacles
You know you could do better, but it’s so difficult
You want – to dance in the sun but it burns
And you want – to smile without any rain… or worse
You want to be Plain – Jane without her guns
Oh, no…

You shouldn’t turn to me if you’re yearning to change
I know you want perspective but I’m far out of range

Cause I… like your strange
Baby, I like your strange
No, I hope – you don’t ever change
Cause I… I like your strange

Every evening – the same routine
Metallic eye shadow and some Dramamine
You know – a sea of light is a windless sea
Still longing – to glitter-bomb the ball and chain
But you rather be Plain – Jane without her guns
Jane without her guns
Oh, no!

Cause you can’t un-see all these lines as a cage
The more I aim the spotlight you slip further downstage

But I… like your strange
Baby, I like your strange
And I hope – you don’t ever change
Cause I… I like your strange



September 20, 2016 (revised October 9, 2016)

Recent Songs: The Princess Tree

The Princess Tree


Remember when we were other people
Kissing beneath the princess tree?
There was nothing that could save them
From becoming like sky and sea
Your honey, now turned to wine
Still, it’s too sweet for my tastes
I think that I would trade the flowers
For a cool autumn day

All the magnolias, all the azaleas
All the poplars and dogwoods
I am no stranger to their beauty
But let me be misunderstood
I’ve watched petals fall from roses
But their thorns I could not shake
Stung now, I would trade the flowers
For a cool autumn day

Persephone, I have loved you
And I miss you when you’re away
But I fear that solitude suits me
I’d make your freedom another cage
Lady Demeter, I can’t face you
Though I wish that you would stay
Knowing I would trade the flowers
For a cool autumn day

Yes, I received my invitation
Though I’ve been slow to reply
For I dread to disappoint you
To think my words might make you cry
But I cannot bare the climate
The ceremony I’d spoil from pain
You know that I would trade the flowers
For a cool autumn day

Give me marble, give me granite
Give me smooth river stones
All the maenads have finally left me
In a bed of antlers, laid my bones
The mirth I’d once sought in whimsy
I’m too sober now to crave
Of late I would trade the flowers
For a cool autumn day

“The songs of Spring? Ay where are they?”
Ask someone driven to play
You know that I would trade the flowers
For a cool autumn day
“The songs of Spring? Ay where are they?”
Ask a heart less weak and gray
Someone that wouldn’t trade the flowers
For a cool autumn day
 

September 2, 2016