fighting chicken

if anyone has been curious of my absence, for the past five months i have been living in carrboro, north carolina...a small, community-oriented town next to chapel hill...it was a great decision to move here and it suits me well. it's walkable, progressive and i get to see lots of great bands....

don't usually post anymore, apart from song lyrics.

hope all who reads this are healthy and happy.

xoxofightingchicken

hello
good morning
too blinded to see.

awkwardly fearless
hell hiding beside me,
there.

wrapped in short blankets
and comical ease.

ever so worthy
but you'll never find me,
there.

we go down
we go down
we went down.

(intermission)

woke up this morning
too tired to sleep.

achingly hoping
we'll put this behind us dear.

wrapped in long winters
and tight underwear.

ever so worthy
but we'll never find us
there.

we go down
we go down
we do down
we went down.

-flying winnebago

imagine if the sky were falling
that this would be the end of all our days.
and love which once became elusive
emerged itself upon my wretched face.
and i can't stop myself from crying
a thousand times a day i call your name.
but i don't know just what to call you
"the man who put my heart back into place".

(intermission)

i use to paint the world as dreary
and muster up the ol' familiar frames.
i'd sing the songs of love and laughter
and wonder if i'd ever feel that way.
i've now begun to understand you
a way in which i'll never be the same.
how did i come to see more clearly???
the man who lifted hearts is all to blame.

i want this as much as you
(it just takes me longer)

-flying winnebago.

will you be my family?
will you hold me closely?
will you drive me to LBI in the summertime???

move out to the country?
break bread like the holy?
and when the nighttime comes,
we can build an open fire.

said too much too soon again.
just like the other day when
social structure left me hung,
spreading cancer to my tongue.

my best intentions lay
but i'm half-assed, blissful, crazy.

it's just that time goes by
and i'm afraid to die
empty handed.

-flying winnebago.

i know that i'm
a man who's only guilty crime
is killing time

and watching all my dreams
float by me

i know it's time to go

i know it's time to go.

-flying winnebago.

walking thru brick walls
down dark corridor
i am just your ghost

"do you fear me?
do you fear?
do you fear me?
do you fear?"

calling out your name
echoes of lost soul
reaching for your heart

"do you believe?
believe in me?
do you believe?
believe in me?"

this love is for free
in my arms
unconditionally
in my arms
park in my hotel
drink my water well
this love is for free
in my arms

hauntings of the past
made me who i am
put me down to rest

"you can see me.
you can see.
you can see me.
you can see."

-flying winnebago.

dear universe,
you sure work in mysterious ways, cliche as it may be, for my longstanding (yet shelved) prayers are being cleverly answered or clinically denied. the walls surrounding my head and heart are terrified of being torn down, as i'm exploding in joy and sorrow. my superficial ideals make a convincing argument, tempting me to a shallow grave i have been digging for years. how many times must i look around the corner only to realize what's right in front of me??? when i look into your soul, i get a glimpse of what could be, of what i've always wanted but learned to compress and deny. give me strength.


'digging'

what did you find
when you went digging
in your backyard?

besides the dirt and stones around your fingers...

and will you share what mother earth has offered
besides the dust around your clouded head???

"i found my heart in little pieces
and a tunnel to my calling soul"

i know it's kind of hard to say,
i love you anyway.

-flying winnebago.

the work
of a hundred thousand men
and on the roads they built

i drive by all those broken homes
and past red lights i find

the earth is just one of many spheres
it's filled with hate and love
love
love.

-flying winnebago.

MY CITY WAS GONE.

I WENT BACK TO OHIO
BUT MY CITY WAS GONE
THERE WAS NO TRAIN STATION
THERE WAS NO DOWNTOWN
SOUTH HOWARD HAD DISAPPEARED
ALL MY FAVORITE PLACES
MY CITY HAD BEEN PULLED DOWN
REDUCED TO PARKING SPACES
A, O, WAY TO GO OHIO


WELL I WENT BACK TO OHIO
BUT MY FAMILY WAS GONE
I STOOD ON THE BACK PORCH
THERE WAS NOBODY HOME
I WAS STUNNED AND AMAZED
MY CHILDHOOD MEMORIES
SLOWLY SWIRLED PAST
LIKE THE WIND THROUGH THE TREES
A, O, OH WAY TO GO OHIO

-the pretenders.

so, it was the day after election day. john kerry was to become president and people everywhere were outside celebrating. there was a party on every corner. it was like being a jehovah on judgement day. i found myself in a room where george w. was being interviewed. i went up to him, waving my middle finger in his face....'fuck you', i said. george w. replied that he was going to kick my ass. perhaps being a little frightened by this, i found myself coming off a plane into seattle...of course it didn't look like seattle, but it was so beautiful and majestic and i had a good feeling about it all.....

it's halloween. i'm going to the portsmouth, NH halloween parade dressed as 'evil uncle sam'.

i can almost see you
i can almost see you smile
like an old man (you're an old man)
you're an old man fool.
well, i'm an old man fool, too
and when i'm thru with you
you'll be blinded
still, you can't see a thing.

heart stone cold
heart stone cold
it's indecisive, hard and true.
love went wrong
love went wrong
not my intention.

heart stone cold
heart stone cold
love went wrong.

(intermission)

did you ever need me?
would i even have made a difference???
a congregation (and segregation)
of lost words.
and my consolation for this infatuation
is your message,
which reads
LOUD AND CLEAR!!!

heart stone cold
heart stone cold
(i know i know i know i know)
love went wrong
it was never strong.

heart stone cold
heart stone cold
love went wrong.

-flying winnebago.

"you look mostly the same
and hope to talk more soon."
you left me standing
like a tool.
for the last time
and next time too.

(intermission)

people get ready
for the incoming shrew.
it hides likes a monkey
being pursued.
i left in a hurry
to ease the pain.
it's safer than heaven
on days when it rains.

-flying winnebago.

hate
in my face
i just want to be rid of you.

hate
in my face
love will see thru
you'll have no place here.

(intermission)

hate
in my face
i just want to be rid of you.

hate
in my face
love will see thru
you'll get no peace here.

-flying winnebago.

i thank the skies
and thank the sands
i thank the seas
i thank my hands.

share the majick!

trust in your heart
and let your mind go free
rid yourself of all fear.
open your eyes
and you shall see

(audi pregas mayas satana blessed be)

share the majick!

so let's get high...

-flying winnebago.

it's gonna be a long long day tomorrow
it's gonna be a long long day

'cause i know what you're sayin'
before you're even speakin'
it's gonna be a long long day.

"god only knows what i'd be without you"

it's gonna be a hard hard day tomorrow
it's gonna be a hard hard day

'cause you know he left me bleedin'
when his heart was set on leavin'
it's gonna be a hard hard day.

-flying winnebago.

i could find a million things
that are wrong with me
and wrong with you.

i would die a happy man
if you just said
you loved me too.

i would.
i would die.

i would.

(intermission)

everything's important 'till
it goes away
and then it's gone.

happiness depends upon
the way you hold me
in your arms.

the way
you hold me.

okay???

-flying winnebago.

i
will hold you,
on
my mountain.
you
collapse,
like the avalanche.

in
the cabin
i can trust you with secrets.
it
won't take long,
to figure out:

"this love is a human's flaw,
it makes us small and kind."

the flowers on the table,
and the waterfall.

-flying winnebago.

i know exactly what i'm doing.
i know exactly what i'm doing.
the whole world revolves around me
i know it's not true, but it's fun to say.
i know exactly what i'm doing.

(intermission)

i know exactly where i'm going.
i know exactly what i'm smoking.
the whole world revolves around me
i know it's not true, but it's fun to say.
i know exactly where i'm going.

-flying winnebago.

yesterday, i arrived back in New Jersey. since Kansas, i've been to Springfield and Branson, MO...Eureka Springs, Arkansas...Madison and Milwaukee, Wisconsin...Niagra Falls, NY and Canadian side...it's strange being here, as i would have guessed. going to regroup for a bit, before i head back out to New England way....

actually, i am in kansas. Lawrence, KS to be exact. what a hip lil' town in the middle of these divided states (oops, united). the sound of trains, ciquata bugs, and so many fuckin' spiders. i'm surprised at how much i like it here. last night, walking on the main drag downtown, Massachusettes ave, there was a man playing "somewhere over the rainbow" on the saxophone. later, at a bar, a cute bearded boy was playing "somewhere over the rainbow" on his acoustic guitar. then across the street at this other bar, a band from kansas city was playing "where is my mind" by the Pixies. they were great. and their name was "the stolen winnebagos"....holy shit!!! i chatted with them and told them about Flying Winnebago and gave them a CD. it was an interesting evening.