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New Makelyrics for you to do what have you by Karl Blau. Read them, leave them, bring them into your own voice. If you are inspired to do so, put these words into melody and rhythm. If you have questions about content and/or want to comment contact me at thekarlblau@yahoo.com.

I gave out a cry, I cried as a plover

A killdear when you boarded yr boat-crossed over

You left me a puzzle of an unfamiliar scene

I fumbled the pieces alone in my keen

ARE YOU WAITING MY JOHNNY?

for I've been taking my time

I plan to come see you

But not before I've finished this bottle of wine

Let me loosen this necktie, this knot in my throat

That doubled and tightened with the distance of the boat

Let me sort what I'm feeling with no pressure of words

It can be more descriptive to call out as a bird

ARE YOU WAITING MY JOHNNY?

For I'm taking all of my time

and corking it up in a bottle

that it may ferment as the wine

Woe, woe, I've been wailing and whining

My brow a dark cloud shields the sun with its shining

Through the thickness the night is the day

My John boarded the ship sailing ever astray

ARE YOU WAITING, MY JOHNNY?

For I'm giving you this here rhyme

I'm corking it up in a bottle

May it find you in its time

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Mr. Bass Drum, he's the medicine

like the crow, the window

Look again and again where the end begins

on the floor, he's the door

Vulture of a bird even when unheard

swirling over, as the thunder

Look again and again you are the basin

that holds the flood, the rock neath mud

Could you repeat that, that what you do to me?

Do me so good, as well you should

All the world wide, his role is petrified

in the congo, down in Brazil, in computer chips, in Viking ships

Yr the foundation and the soul of rock-n-roll

In Jamaican beat they put him on the three

New fruit on the ancient tree what news have you for me?

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Take me to leader, lead me to teeter

In with the outsides, up with the downsides

running around sides, sunning inside rides

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Oh, "HI," uh, I am

Thinking about the work of lovers

this book of study I opened

to watch us in the corner

Would you count yourself in the job?

We dream that we are all the users

Do we take this to be true?

This....is...a...chosen...family

When we read on, we learn

that our physical bodies bear a resemblance

to tiny gears run by battery

inside the housing of a clock

(It should come with no shock)

It...ticks...alone

but when we look inside

we see forever

yeah, each direction leads this way, sister

each way forever, bro

one way feels alone, though

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It ticks alone, then across the sky

as the atmosphere thins this is where the connection begins

to disappear

know, know, know your own insides

take the winding path, the spiral stair

that heads down in there

way down, down, down, down, down

now look around (did you remember the lantern?)

If you've found the floor then you're truly alone

Just relax, there's water underground

But, no, no, no, no one can take you here

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Dear Mr. President

How can I feel listened to when death is no compromise?

I am the vulture of the family, look into me

you've been avoiding me

but, neighbor, brother

learn to love me

when you look into me

I do no predation

you are always walking towards me...

learn to love where you are heading, my true friend

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I know what you're thinking when your nostrils flair

You're thinking you are RIGHT!~

The world knows you don't know

the people of the earth are wondering why

your nostrils are flapping

You see that you're surrounded by a ring of applause,

but just outside this ring is a world of doubt

I am ashamed of this representation

you have me worried, anxious

for you to read Ghandi's works and carry them

with you to bring yourself

up-to-date

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You just might have to go yourself to Iraq, man

To exhaust the diplomacy

You may have to hug lots of peeps,

wear a deep smile, a genuine deep smile

Go to Iraq with a copy of the Koran

and say "I want to learn"

or maybe, "a tit for a tat"

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It takes 3 points to find a star

Be the one where you are

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Silence is the best defense

Let their words be a part of you

In that when they fall as leaves of autumn

they be consumed by your earthly body

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Wakey, wakey, wake,

wake, awake, awake,

wakey, wake, wake,

wake, awake, awakey, wakey, wake, wake

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You said you're from where the sun rises

But you can't stop bringing up the morning

See the Shadows almost disppear beneath us

You say "should've seen it come up o'er the water"

I say "it travels in circles, we'll wait for it tomorrow"

Now the moon full and flying

Waves goodbye to it's light

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I kept one eye on you

It was my wandering eye

"Aye-aye" I would reply

But when you turned yer back......

Back in those days

Way back in the easy chair

We'd engage the auto pilot

And watch the miles fly

I kept the other eye on the time

I'd watch the empty hands

On the full side of the glass

I'd watch the hours pass out

Exhausted from waiting

Do you feel cross-eyed too?

No, we only know our nose

Do you feel cross-eyed?

No but I feel cross

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It's in heavy times like these, my friends, we must ask ourselves

A hard, penetrating question of this place in which we dwell

In the mirror of our lives me must look deep in eyes to see

Is there some weight loss drug we can take that works fast while effort free?

Is there a vibrating attatchment to our social easy-chair?

If we lie here long enough can we dream we're over there?

Can we subsidize our problems so our neighbors' struggles don't import?

If we have to pay some percentage, can we fudge our net report?

I'm not one to boast, no, I am many insecure

Independent of each other in whole I'm slow to steer

Aye, aye captain full speed ahead; waving children on the shore

Crows nest above squawks of the waterfall's approaching roar

It's buoyant times like these, my friends, that we must pat our backs

Let's tell ourselves again how far we've come let's sit and chew our fat

It's the fat of our forefathers, it's the fat in which we trust

Let us toast to this our daily bread and throw aside the crust

In the mirror of our lives we now may skim across the top

Safely let us land inside this old familiar spot

As for looking long we disappear and this is the root of fear

For nothing is just that and what could be the interest there

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I feel cross for loss was once a strength

I would toss things off the banks

And watch my spirit grow

Growth was once a charm

To hold these growing arms from rising shoulders

When the older shrinking world unfurled its folder

And showed the page we're on

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The house I live in is too hot and I've taken off most of my clothes

The ski mask I've worn so thin, you can plainly make out my nose

Before my father built this box upon the dirt and reason

A perpindicular vision he would share with every season

then a frame was followed by a skin

and he entered with a bucket of white paint

To honor the rising of the ever exposing sun

The mask keeps me in shadow

So the neighbors cannot see

How I've lived among the faces of the mighty chosen free

the choice is not for taking, it's for landing on your lap

Though the show was good upon its ending the shackled found it hard to clap

and it hasn't yet been over

and it hasn't yet been free

and the lock was that which was purchased

and the key it was the fee

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I'm the kind of person needs forvigeness everytime

Everytime we meet I misdirect the signs

O.K., I'll admit it I think you think you're so sublime

-n- I'm the kind of person needs forgiveness everytime

Nature's got a way of keepin' herself occupied

the has got the frog, the frog has got the fly -n- the fly has got me

Arms flailin' are the focus of my mind

I'm the kind of person needs forgiveness everytime

I'm tempted for to tell a tale of men who've lost their nerve

Of who thrive on the trickle-down of the great J-Curve

on one man in particular, he reminds me of a tush

his dad, too was a dud, his name is..................mud, or some other rhyme

I'm the kind of person needs forgiveness everytime

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I’d like to beat-box but my tongue is tied

You asked me to accompany you

I watched as you drove by

You left me in a knot when you forgot to stop

And give me a ride

So I left the highway with the beat still on my mind

That changed from hip-hop to a waltz

When the moon lent me the light

The path I chose was dark but soft

Moss between my toes

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Shadow

Inside the trunk, behind the tree

Shadow

Beneath the blue and green sea

Now that I blew the candles out I crawl deep inside of you

I’ve learned love is scared of light, but it flows free in you

So, Shadow take me away from this

Blow your blackened kiss on my cheek

Let me reek of the night

When I flounder in light, let me reek of the night

When I flounder in light I’m a fish on the sandbar beneath the sun

And though I, too, am in the dark about the whys of wanting you

I started in the womb

I’ll end up in the tomb beloved shadow

I’m bored of in-between times

Gonna dig the deepest coal mine

That’s where you’ll find my shadow

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Just remember there’s a chain of wonder

Linking you to the past

Don’t tug the slack, just relax

It will real you in at last

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The wilderness is leaving-n-you want to take a ride

Just one way it will come back that’s to bring it back inside

The only way to bring it back is to let it go wild

Let it go wild

Let it grow wild

Let it go wild

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The guitar wants to help but I’m afraid of old lyrics

The planet turns, a finger lifts to touch another

Like a seed that’s planted itself deep

Within the soil that is my heart await s

A new day calls back to me

I’m waiting for you to come to me

My mind thinks it’s so tricky, tries to separate the lives

With no foundation to do so

Except Choice

Choice

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What went wrong where who knew what when

I have no idea

It makes no difference now though I sure would like to find

The reason I’m floatin’ away from this body left far behind

Ghosts of birds and ghosts of bears and ghosts of bats and cats

We’re all flying together now, they look puzzled as me

Wwwwwkww, wwwwwkww, wwwwwkww, I have no idea

Before the change I do remember in the barn next to the chicks

I was leanin’ against a stancheon just chewin’ on a stick

Was it a switch somebody turned on or the cars we drove too long

Was it a meteor or just me dreamin’ a crazy song

I can’t tell if I’m just dreamin’ I ain’t got no skin to pinch

We’re all floatin’ down the skyway towards the light on the horizon’s edge.

Wwwwwkww, wwwwwkww, wwwwwkww, I have no idea.

The closer we got to the glowing, the light started to take shape

A massive tree of molten lava is a description I can make

We all gathered on its branches that swayed in the ghostly breeze

Roads, tourists, and mansions will never haunt us again

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I went out walkin’ just the other night

When I bumped into a ladder hangin’ down from up high

So I climbed and climbed, and climbed and climbed and climbed

I climbed into the hallow of the moon in the night

Felt so wondrously alone, not a worry or a care

Took out my pocket knife and cut the ladder from the air

Now if you see my smile turned up on its side

It’s cause I’m never ever comin down from where I hide

The man on the moon I must’ve set him free

If this is a trap or he was comin’ back

His curse is now on me

Though I now know no direction it may seem I'm lookin' down

I'm offering moon fruit in season I am ripe and I am round

My look always the style, my flesh a fine, aged cheese

I have you to drink my moon-juice where the wolf has its fleas

The man on the moon I must've set him free

If this is a trap or he was comin' back, his curse is now on me

Livin at the satellite’s helm

Though I wouldn’t change this course

I keep an eye out for the ladder that leads up to the Great Light Source

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