another song based around a line in a jack kerouac book.  this from something he says on desolation peak during firewatching season, "oh distressed rose, unknown sorrow plane come".  how great is that.  stolen verbatim here.    with added viola etc.

from a line on desolation peak

Try Me

Duncan Walker

Here Is No Why / Geek U.S.A.

Here Is No Why (Live In Los Angeles, 2/4/96)

Michael & Steev

Belle de Jour

In a Cloud

Am / C / E 
Capo 1st fret

you're so cool, you flash like steel
light in your eyes, just like a moon
and you're so fake, you just can't be real
magnetic attraction, I can't keep away from you

like to tell me lies
don't tell me anything at all
you're everything that I despise 
guess I like the pain, I like the silence, and I want it all

your words are empty 
and all your actions cut too deep
I swear you don't even see me
and that makes me want to keep on

looking in your direction 
yeah I just want to catch your eye 
want to make you feel something 
but you feel nothing, you don't even try

and I'm nothing to you
was never something to you
I'm nothing to you now
X3

and I'm nothing to you 
was never something you 
I'm nothing to you 
but you're still something to me

it hurts the most when no one's there
it feels just like no one cares

Why Don’t You Have Feelings?

Inner Storm

I was walking down the street just the other day
Hey, hey
When I thought to myself, "Why not find another way?"
Hey, hey
So hey, diddle diddle, I dawdled a little
And found myself in a great big beautiful
Field full of birds all a-root-toot-toodle-doo

And the bees they buzzed so contentedly
That I could not help but feel happy

But a big bad voice so deep and gruff
Said to me, "Honey, being happy is not enough -
You've gotta strategize, monopolize, and otherwise commercialize!"
And another chimed in with a 12-point plan
Of how to be a successful Business Man

Oh, thank goodness I had you here
The world is too confusing
Mansplain it to me again

Hey, Socrates! 
You know it all already, don't you know, don't you know?
Hey, Socrates!
You've heard it all before, it's all old news, all old news to you

Now whenever I'm going anywhere
I've got a dozen voices any one time in each ear
And each one's an expert, their drone makes my head hurt

If I have to listen to one more rendition
Of the key attributes of the human condition
I gotta kick back with a nice big cup of gin
The world is too bewildering
Mansplain it to me again

Hey, Socrates!
You know it all already, don't you know, don't you know?
Hey, Socrates!
You've heard it all before, it's all old news, all old news to you.



Hey, Socrates!

mainly lone angst-howler in a cabin.  some musical friends I see too seldom and play with even less often except sporadic long distance layerings by email.

from a line on desolation peak

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