Spoonwalk Songbook
The Well
Gazing up into the sky beneath clouds silver grey
I go back to a place in the darkness not so far away
Where I waited alone in the grass under shadows of trees
There I called to my Dark Lord… He came on a swift gentle breeze
And we sang a maze of light into being
And He took my hand and led me back to the beginning
Of the Well
I followed Him in we transcended all reason and time
In shining of mind heard a distant mysterious chime
We travelled in circles and spirals a calming wind blows
Down a candlelit path to the center where only One knows
There I saw into the deepness of my soul
And I sat and stared into the blackened hole
Of the Well
The strange music spiraled me outward continue the dance
On translucent pillars of glowing aflame in a trance
The Vision a secret the Minotaur in his desmense
Succumb to the fear and embrace Him you’ll conquer the pain
And we left the maze behind us in the night
And the Winged Ones were thunderous in their flight
From the Well
Tuesday
I am surrounded by the sweet perfume of your scent
In the cloudy haze that you wove on Friday night
chorus:
so caught up in the moment when I found you
that I almost forgot that when I found you
that you are love alive again
from here is beauty
from here is love
from here are kisses that last all night long
(chorus)
if eternity were a single day
I would spend a year inside your arms
Kissing you on the corner of 12th and main
I see you, I smell you, I taste you, I feel you
I look into your big blue eyes and say, “I love you”
(chorus)
Meditation
When the world is cruel, and I am at the end,
A story most unkind, but often told,
All I find is trouble, and I don’t have a friend,
But I can find contentment in my soul.
I just…
Do a little MEDITATION, do a little MEDITATION
Leave this world’s frustration far behind
It just takes a little concentration and a little bit of good vibration
And you’ll find liberation in your mind.
First I cast a circle just big enough for one
Then I seek solutions deep inside
It only takes a little while, but brother, when it’s done,
My poor searchin’ soul is satisfied.
When I… {chorus}
You can find your spirit guides to help you on your quest.
They can help to get you through the fear.
All they do is point the way, and you can do the rest
Ever friendly, they will soon appear.
When you… {chorus}
If you’ve got a problem that seems too big to face,
And you don’t know which way you should go,
Just look deep within you, and find that tranquil place,
Then you’ll realize and you will know.
When you… {chorus x 2}
Little Song
So here is my life story and this is how it goes
I had a lonely childhood I wore secondhand clothes
But I am feeling better now and I don’t need a shrink
I gave the drugs up long ago but I still like to drink
So now I sing my little songs and trip the bardic road
In hopes they’ll keep me company as I’m travelling to where I go
Just sing a little song to myself
And no one else
Who cares if it sounds happy who cares if it sounds sad
Who cares if it is good enough who cares if it’s just bad
Who cares if it sounds silver who cares if it goes gold
Who cares if no one hears you as you’re driving down the road
So now I sing my little songs and trip the bardic road
Propitiate myself for once and reap the harvest sowed
Just sing a little song to yourself
And no one else
I’ve had some bad relationships I’ve had a lot of thrills
I’ve known plenty extravagance I’ve paid a lot of bills
I’ve had some good friends come and go
I’ve seen some good ones die
But if I said I’d seen it all you’d know that it’s a lie
So here is my lie story a little piece of me
Let’s walk the road together now let’s see what we can see
Before we make our exodus… remembrance my friend
The Joi De Vivre and Unity
We will return again
So now I sing my little songs and trip the bardic road
In hopes they’ll keep me company as I’m travelling to where I go
Just sing a little song to yourself
And no one else
Just sing a little song to yourself
And no one else
Pagan Polka
I live way out in Kansas where the prairie is so pretty
I found myself at Gaea which is down near Kansas City
Some folks were singing round a fire, and man, it made me mad
‘Cause every time they sang a song, it sounded awful sad.
So I found this little problem in my personality.
I lay too much emotion on what’s mere modality.
But, I’ve got a question. Someone please explain to me
Why must pagan music always be in a minor key?
So I sing….
Let’s do the PAGAN POLKA
It’s gonna win you over!
Dance from dusk ‘til dawn
Or ‘til the mead’s all gone.
First you take your clothes off, get as naked as you dare.
Prance around the fire, throw your arms up in the air!
Do the PAGAN POLKA ‘til you see the rising sun.
Happy pagans (PAGAN POLKA-happy) having fun!
(chorus)
This crazy polka beat will give you happy feet
Dance ‘til the break of day - dance all your cares away!
Now, we do the PAGAN POLKA down upon the farm
The cows and chickens watch us as we dance and wave our arms.
The neighbors think we’re crazy, and our children think they’re right!
But we still do the PAGAN POLKA every single night!
This crazy polka beat will give you happy feet
Dance ‘til the break of dawn - dance ‘til you can’t go on!
Now, we do the PAGAN POLKA down upon the farm.
The cows and chickens watch us as we dance an wave our arms.
The neighbors think we’re crazy and, by George, they may be right,
But we still do the PAGAN POLKA every single night!
(chorus)
And the mead’s still going strong!
Blues River
When you’re down, rock bottom
A bowl of beans is your best friend
When you’re down,
The tunnel seems to have no end
These times aint gonna get no better, baby
Until the blues river ends
I woke up this morning
And the sun was cold and grey
I looked out the window
What a harsh and dismal day
I wished that I could get back in bed
And sleep the whole damn thing away
Got problems with my life today
Don’t know what I can do
My baby up and left me
Don’t love me like he used to
He said you ain’t no good for nothin
Don’t know what’s become of you
Burnin' Time in Texas
chorus:
It’s BURNIN’ TIME IN TEXAS, let them witches be bright
They burn through the night, and ain’t we havin’ fun?
It’s BURNIN’ TIME IN TEXAS, set them witches alight
Let’s burn ‘em down for Jesus one by one!
It only stands to reason that witchery is treason
Cuz Jesus was there at the Alamo
We taught ‘em to be Christians, but they just wouldn’t listen
Now I’m afraid they’re gonna hafta go.
{chorus}
We really hate to see this, but we’re doin’ it for Jesus
We know that he’d be with us here today.
Our ways mean nothin’ to ‘em, so we’ll just barbecue ‘em
And serve ‘em up with beans, the cowboy way!
{chorus - instruments - chorus}
They say they’re only pagan, but we know they worship satan
We know that’s what the bible has to say.
And, though I never read it, I know the bible said it,
“They’re different so now they hafta pay!”
{chorus and out}
Burn in Hell
I don’t care if you believe or not -
That heaven is cool and hell is hot.
Heaven is the place where the bliss never ends
The other place is full of your friends.
chorus:
BURN IN HELL, BURN IN HELL,
God’ll make sure you don’t feel so well
Burn your nose with a sulphury smell
While you’re burnin in hell.
I don’t drink and I don’t smoke
I don’t laugh at no jesus joke
But if you roll joints thinkin’ you’ll get high
Brother, you’re gonna fry.
{chorus}
Let you sit next to Jerry Falwell
While you’re burnin’ in hell.
I don’t swear and I don’t sin.
If you don’t believe me, then I’ll tell you again.
I love my neighbor, believe it or not
And I never get caught.
{chorus}
Have lotsa women like Oberon Zell,
And you’re already in hell.
Gotta be holy and you gotta be pure.
Don’t ask me what that means ‘cause I ain’t quite sure
I think it might have something to do
With who you’re tryin’ to screw.
{chorus}
Maybe you can join the P.T.L.
While you’re burnin’ in hell.
Gotta be clean and you gotta be straight
If you wanna pass that pearly gate
Gotta live your life just like a saint
In other words, be what you ain’t!
{chorus}
Freddy Phelps says “Don’t ask and don’t tell!”
That’s why he’s burnin’ in hell.
{chorus}
You can come and hang with Joe, Joe, and Bel
While you're burnin' in hell
Paper Floor
somewhere outside the rain falls down
somewhere out there a whistle blows
external hopeless insane and dull
she falls thru the paper floor
tumbles past the velvet walls
into the heart of her deep desire
this pain she never knew
the love inside just grew
and pushed her to the paper floor
she stands to see the moisten glass
the pains gone and so is mist
she walks to the corner and lays softly
this love she never knew
the pain inside just grew
and pushed her thru the paper floor
passion falls around her
rises above her head
oh the life is so far away
the poison of a day
Land of the Sidhe
The twilight rolled over the hill on the Tor
The horizon was violet and grey
Then the Moon rose… the Wolf howled his plea
So She lighted afoot on the forested path
And the creatures they followed Her lead
To the dangerous home of the Sidhe
The silvery sky illumined Her gold hair
As She made her ascent on the hill
She gathered her courage and made Her way still
To the magickal Sycamore Tree
She lay down her treasures and gifts to the Fey
And She sang of Her heart to the sky
“If the dawn comes… come searching for me…”
And the drums began pounding their sensuous tune
And Her soul danced with pain and with glee
And She danced round the Sycamore Tree
The Coyotes laughed at the sparkling sky
All the colours of life shimmered by
Then the earth underfoot started rumbling nigh
And it opened before earthly eyes
Oh She moved through the shadows into the deep hill
And She saw the most wondrous things
And they whispered, “Come dancing with we…”
She felt gentle fingers run through Her soft hair
And the kisses that covered Her skin
In the next breath… She noticed He
His eyes shone like crystals of blue from the sea
On velvet cloak raven hair fell
He said, “I have known you for millions of years…”
And He took her and he cast His grand spell
The sky disappeared and the moonlight was gone
And the universe had no more time
And They danced in the Land of the Sidhe
Then the dawn came the sun rose and shone on the tor
On the hillside alone stood the Tree
“If the dawn comes, don’t worry for me…”
In a place without time under different sky
They dwell in a palace of gold
Sing music that mortals could never behold
Require no wings to fly
And a century passed in the blink of a day
And her village was ruined and burned
Her loved ones were gone and she never returned
From the Land of the King and Queen of Fey
Tate's Dream
Darkened Lapis eyes in June
Flow into the July Moon
Horses Hair
Am I there
Otherworldly Underlad
Calledonni am I sad
MidnightMare
Soul Beware
This is the stoking of elegant fire
Crown me with stars are you mad with desire
Stars in my hand more than any Wytch had
Am I in love with you or am I mad…
Honey shared in Her defense
Shadow cast on countenance
Weirdness rule
Are you cool
Holey Spirit’s Holey Stone
Roaming polyphony roam
Gift of Green
Absinthe dream
But Tate’s in the tavern and everything’s fine
Dine on the darkening blood of the vine
Madness that’s made of the Wormwood so fair
Yes… I remember the taste of Your dare
Darkened Lapis eyes in June
Are you enjoying the Moon…
Spoon
When I was a boy I went into the woods for three days
I carved a spoon from a tree branch with a buck knife.
In a lightning flash the world disappeared
Until there was nothing left but me and my spoon
Spoon
I carried my spoon to the waters of the earth
And I used it to stir in the mud
I spun my spoon in a miniscule vortex
But it only swirled whenever I moved
Spoon
I walked to the sea to see the horizon
I swam out to where the water meets the sky
When I reached there I took out my spoon
And I stirred up the water and the sky
Spoon