and lame yet bold (1996)

i wrote this around the time i was staying with some friends in Manteo, one of whom just played some drums for a couple songs we're recording. i mentioned reading this to he and his wife one night at the house... so here ya go superfriends...memory has made me captor of you all, uh- or not.

 and lame yet bold

i'll try to swing a thought or two

that doesn't set on a me and a you

and get to some normal life once 
in a while
 as bottom drops out through your smile

try to think of something more 

                   to say

 but that which won't just

let us play     i    like to think

i'm telling you    i'm planting 

seed but it just don't go further

than you just thinking that

this kid is just a freak

so break

 here is a letter to the all of you
the big and tall and small of you
i think i shoulda callin you
way back long ago
but seeing what i tried to miss
and drunken in your tenderness
i oblige another sweet caress
and stumble to the stage;
how does it feel to be
the other half of this half,
slight. amazed.

got a brand new pimple
and i tremble
and others want to writhe
my book of love but
i
guess i love
but maybe i am
them maybe
just kid again going home again
way early insane

and still alive to view my progress
my self is trying to lower my
structure my ego in

alabaster prison walls
and pilot to tower in
immaculate control
will aim to hold and lame
yet bold this chain
shan't hold all tired
endeavored and featherless
the sad choice you would treasure
less
to feel that the sinking was pleasure
-less........
 
!

and now fearless combatant
and camping at night time
can you feel
the anvil or
the creeping of the mist as the
sound stage raves
clipping no knowledge to cave
in the rest so
pass it on,
its best