Time, be lit.
By Kristi Rae
Fable
Born in fables, raised in life.
Left on doorsteps, dark with night.
Where the weeds grow, and streets aren’t safe.
They sing the same verses in different keys.
Ahh, ahh. Ahh.
Dreams get big, on streets unsafe.
With so little, hope runs free.
Pack your suitcase, leave your loss.
Lift your head, lift your voice.
Ahh, ahh. Ahh.
Born in stables, raised in strife.
Left in shame, left with night.
I know, I come from there, too.
Lost my way, lived my heart.
In the rain, I saw light.
You know, you come from there, too.
Science
Little hearts and talking mouths push me in
I am all alone
I’m lying naked in some grass walk over me
Just like you walked on them
La, da, da da
La, da, da, da
And little lives and little worlds were born again
Right beneath your feet
And every universe is a big black hole it’s just the same
Where we sit right now
La, da, da da
La, da, da, da
Religion is not a comfort for me, like I wish it was.
Oh, I wish it was.
And science is in debt to dreams that probably came from God
I hope they came from God
La, da, da da
La, da, da, da
And the sky it carries every sound we ever made
But we’re all alone
And the sound is bearing on some path it never dies
Like my body will
La, da, da da
La, da, da, da
With such little time I cannot find the world. I’m born again.
Right beneath your feet.
I’m a distant sound up on some path that never dies,
Like my body will
La, da, da da
La, da, da, da
Religion is not a comfort for me, like I wish it was.
Oh, I wish it was.
Science is in debt to dreams that probably came from God
I hope they came from God
La, da, da da
La, da, da, da
La, da, da, da
La, da, da, da
If Sunrise Was Future
Time, be lit by Eastern skies
So I’ll still have time, to go
Grace, be lit by Western skies
So that it can’t let me go
Heart, be filled with forgiveness
So the light don’t set on me
Drink, make me feel warm and blessed
So that I may drink you down
Head, be lost on hard, hard times
So that heart can pump and beat
Heart, be filled with forgiveness
So the light, don’t set on me
Life, be more be warm and blessed
So that you may fill me up
Heart be full, be full of life
So the light won’t let me go
Time, be lit by Eastern skies
So that I won’t have to go,
Too soon
Depart
Bitter cold becomes me
As your life gently lifts away
I think of airplanes that men built
With none of the grace of birds
The bitter smell becomes me
A plume of nothing I am left
The tiniest breeze could free me
But it’s not a good night for wind
I’ve captured bugs in bottles
I’ve punctured lids for air
I’ve thought it would prepare me
I’d see a better way to live
The cold of glass becomes me
My mind gently lifts away
And mankind’s imposition
Is mine to hold and to be
I’ve felt the Star of David
I’ve been a bug in a jar
I feel happy at ending
As I lift graceful as birds
I’ve captured bugs in bottles
I’ve punctured lids for air
I’ve thought it would prepare me
I’d see a better way to live
I’d see a better way to live
Safe and Sound
The cottonwood, spread her seeds
They pierce my skin, I am open now
I feel my mouth, grow a mind of its own
Oh, watch my heart, spin away in words
And, I want my heart back in
I want my heart back in
I want my heart back inside
And, I want my heart back in
I want my heart back in
I want my heart back inside
Caged in ribs
Safe and sound
My words take flight, on the wind
You stop to breathe, we fill your lungs
Your masonry, is not compromised
It pierced my skin, I am open now
And, I want my heart back in
I want my heart back in
I want my heart back inside
And, I want my heart back in
I want my heart back in
I want my heart back inside
Caged in ribs
Safe and sound
And I want my ( ) back in
( ) Night, this song, my bridge, the light, some stars, my head, the road, my youth, the wind, my sails, my blood, some dreams, some time, our light, our road, our love
And love.
Love.
The Observer
(instrumental with “mmms and ohhhs and ahhs”)
Villain
Show me the right way to go
We sing it out into the night
But the wind is so strong
No sound can survive
And the reins are so tight
That we just stand still
We carry on with grips in our hearts
And bedding down no sound in our ears
Because the wind is so strong
No sound can survive
With my hand on your heart
You sleep so sound
Morning comes in her best disguise
Leaving us to fend for ourselves
If I had me some children
I’d pull them so tight
What we have is a villain
To slowly bring down, down
And we’re sitting on the right words to say
Sitting on the right time to leave
My people don’t go
Until they’re ready to leave
My people don’t leave
Until you go
Another Song About the Road
Everyone knows this, that the road is so useless
It will not take you where you want to go
So if you can hear this, would you please get beside me
I’m ready to take off from the road
Oh-
Everyone says this, that their life is so useless
It will not take them where they want to go
I cannot be this, and I do not believe it
Those thoughts have subsided, I’m beyond repair
Oh-
I cannot, break this stride (Everyone knows this, that the road is so useless)
And I will not, bleed for that (It will not take you where you want to go)
Because I listened long, and I listened well (So if you can hear this, would you please get beside me)
And I changed your world, to fill my heart (I’m ready to take off from the road)
Up (Road)
So greet the enchanted, but forgive our behavior
Our feet no longer reach the ground
When we leave them in silence, it will only take a moment
They’ll turn and get back, on the-
Road
Oh-
Stories to Tell
The whipping of the wind has more stories to tell
Than from anything that bended in a well-fed white mouth
The writhing of some ponies ‘neath a bend of hot iron
Rivals all a man can muster for a healthy crowd’s reward
And the Earth has more beauty than me
And in my final breath I’ll see
That blathering of the currents do speak
That the hated songs of pigeons do weep
And that every sound that’s bending notes
Is hiding other sounds with leading tones
And the Earth has more beauty than we
And in our final breath we’ll see
All the healthy clouds ascended to a silence or a sound
But the wealthy men now own it, all the pretty paths it took
But the pretty pause of Earth sounded pardoning and loud
As it spoke in tiny whispers to the listeners of Man
The Earth has more beauty than thee
And in your final breath, you’ll see
The Earth has more beauty than thee
And in your final breath, you’ll see
The Song I Want to Write
The song I want to write, has already been written
The notes I want to sing, have long ago been heard
Uh-huh
The sky I cannot reach, holds up many secrets
I’m earthed beneath a dust, of cells that once were life
Uh-huh
The one who led my feet, has already been lifted
To somewhere above, earthed beneath the surface
Uh-huh
The life I’m going to live, already was decided
Years of being things, compressed beneath the surface
Uh-huh
The song I’m going to write, already it was written
When I was just some cells, compressed beneath the surface
Uh-huh
Copyright 2008 by Kristi Rae