The Albatross

A Song...

Following are the lyrics to a song I wrote recently. I realized after I wrote it... it sings of the Alive, of our ongoing relation with the Alive.

Here goes...



Shine it in the living light
Where dogs and thistles grow
Hold it to a burning flame
It will singe you till you go
It bites, it stings, it overwhelms
It rides you till you smile
You hold upon, you hold on strong
It will hold you till your gone
Can you hold me
Till I’m gone

Dive into a sacred mess
A shit hole in the midst
Dive into a five-note scale
A siren in the mist
Yes it comes, and it comes again
It lays upon the brow
It scurries off and it scurries on
It holds you till your gone
I’m gonna hold you
Till you’re gone




















Chasing that ghost through a shaking time
Chasing the storm but its never gone
Something about it never seemed so fine
I’m gonna hold you
Gonna hold you
Hold you till I’m gone

Out upon an ancient sea
With endings close at hand
The albatross, he makes his peace
And he dares to hang around
He bites, he stings, he overwhelms
He rides you till you smile
You hold upon, you hold on strong
You hold me till I’m gone
I’m gonna hold you
Till I’m gone
Gonna hold you
When your gone

Shine it in the living light
Where dogs and thistles grow
Hold it to a burning flame
It will singe you till you go
It bites, it stings, it overwhelms
It rides you till you smile
You hold upon, you hold on strong
It will hold you till your gone
I’m gonna hold you
When your gone