Sunday, 20 January 2013

Bottleneck Slide

I saw you in the gutter and I heard you mutter that you'd had your stomach pumped four times already this week. The night nurse that saved you, well, she really was an angel who you said would never label you an alcoholic bum, trash or scum. And even when your bile, so terribly defiled, stained your thin-lipped grin - she'd wipe you down and cut you a line just so you could get on your feet to sing. Well, you'll never be a saint and you may never be great but you've got a tune inside and a bottleneck slide just to give you a little peace of mind. So, if the sun don't shine and you're rotting inside you know you might find salvation, in a gutter, with a bottle at your side... bottleneck slide.

TAJ MAHAL & RY COODER - By & By (Poor Me)

Tuesday, 13 March 2012

A Mile To Go

Do you remember when Pepper said he knew a man who killed himself behind his shed because he couldn't go on living a life that had gone so wrong; and do you recall those times just writing rhymes because we had nothing much better to do, or the day we two fought with fists that thumped and words that swerved then seared and burned the love we had because it was true? Time stopped then but no mourners came to weep over shredded northern souls. And although broken hearts still beat in time and wide clear eyes still shine with the madness which is deep inside we have changed, as well we might, and travelled across space and time.

Friday, 9 March 2012

Death May Occur

Their gold's turned to rust
Blown away in the dust
For love letters read at dawn
Mean nothing to those that fall
And as we slip they slide
Beyond the bell-shaped curve...