praise bastet

 

the cat just watches and it's judgment's sure
out of all wars and conflicts of our age
only the ones that know the beast endure

there's no disease for which hate is the cure
but your deportment leads us all to rage
the cat just watches and it's judgment's sure

all of our elders threw out the brochure
and did not find the secret on the page
only the ones that know the beast endure

your heart was hardened against the allure
of the small magic we saw on the stage
the cat just watches and it's judgment's sure

mean what you say and avoid the detour
that is the way each fever to assuage
only the ones that know the beast endure

the winner is the one who's least impure
and finds the means to open the locked cage
the cat just watches and it's judgment's sure
only the ones that know the beast endure

a cost of liberty

live under the machine and pay the bill
that's all that anyone need have to know
your obligation halts before the thrill

you and the others listen to the shill
someone will figure out the grift too slow
live under the machine and pay the bill

the best solution is to take the pill
everyone says you must go with the flow
your obligation halts before the thrill

nine out of ten times no one climbs the hill
and none mistakes the silence for the blow
live under the machine and pay the bill

this explanation always seems too shrill
but there's no other way to make things go
your obligation halts before the thrill

each action turns on thought and not on will
we find out early that the way is low
live under the machine and pay the bill
your obligation halts before the thrill
 

major miracle

it is a marvel that i know this place
but so much has been said about the chore
we do not speak of what we must abhor

so little has been said right to your face
that i might say just what i should adore
it is a marvel that i know this place

the king must lose just so we play the ace
the difference is that we know the score
enough that others think they could say more
it is a marvel that i know this place

in the tropics

each tale is just another stinking lie
we fall into the trap and hate the day
nothing but pain falls out of the blue sky

there are no heroes to whom we may fly
no child is now allowed to sing or play
each tale is just another stinking lie

the vision was just daubs of paint and dye
your name was always in the dossier
nothing but pain falls out of the blue sky

these are the best illusions we could buy
you'd think we used a higher class of clay
each tale is just another stinking lie

watch round the corner for the snitch and spy
any who smiles might just as easy slay
nothing but pain falls out of the blue sky

the truth hides well from every normal eye
the honest man gets out of power's way
each tale is just another stinking lie
nothing but pain falls out of the blue sky
 

waking

it is your absence that triggers alarm
the sudden knowing that you are not there
in that one moment of coming aware
and then i hear your voice and i disarm
it's that one second's fear that causes harm
my mind uncertain coming up for air
your warmth is absent that one thing is clear
and then i hear your laughter and your charm
i look outside and know you're on your way
and still my thought is waking all alone
and hearing you and knowing i'm secure
you are the anchor of my every day
the heart of all that's certain and that's known
my centre and my stronghold firm and sure