All lyrics by Stavo Mustang Craft

 

**TRANSISTOR RADIO**

From the view of Universal Mind,
there’s still so far to go..
Made from primitive design ~
It’s such a limited world that we know…

…Transistor radio….
…Transistor radio….

So many centuries fall away..
It’s regrettable we can’t break through
the many walls we hold in place ~
Forever mired by the low things we do…

…Transistor radio….
…Transistor radio….

And now we’re forced to contemplate
the fate of who came before ~
Maybe it was a real big fella
Had on him a big antennae..

Now living across the sky
The Boom Box babies convey delight ~
Tapping into frequencies
far more vast than you and me….

…Transistor radio….
…Transistor radio….

**JOHNNY APOCALYPSE**

He’s riding on..
ideation ..
Gonna make a getaway
from this culture deep in its decay

And how he stands apart
becomes a work of art
Though everything he’d ever been..
convinced them all he’d never win

But when Johnny Apocalypse comes
But when Johnny Apocalypse comes
his star-seed strums
and he comes…

His thoughts are far
from their whole radar
It’s just that he knows something else..
Cuz something else is what he felt;

That with his guitar
he’d cause the birth of stars..
He’s going to change the world today
Yeah, it might have happened anyway..

But when Johnny Apocalypse comes
But when Johnny Apocalypse comes
his star-seed strums
and he comes…

Golden boy ~ Horse of Troy
Implode the gray machine
for salvation…

When Johnny Apocalypse… comes.

**SEABIRDS**

Devendra, I send ya, a message from on High
There is a reason for seabirds in the sky
Come let me tell ya how in their wing’s a pearl
They learn from the weight they carry
how to occupy two worlds…

See, once there was a Master who raised them from his breast
Their grace he proclaimed, but never gave them rest
Everybody gathered to hear their pretty sound
Drained by the burden, they found a way to go underground…

Still you can see their soul by the shape of their shadows
The line is long and pure of their shadows…
as they glide across the light ~
When you see birds… in flight

Devendra, I send ya, more story for your cap
The seabirds stayed playing in this uncharted map
The water blocked the sound of all those people’s cries
But then they saw the blue moon
shining on the water from the skies…

So this was a time they really had a choice
They rose to take flight ~ rising with their voice
Cuz seabirds have it all… and break all the rules..
This song’s to say, Devendra, ..no quiero verte azul…

You can see their soul by the shape of their shadows
The line is long and pure of their shadows…
as they glide across the light ~
When you see birds… in flight

**WE MAKE CELEBRITIES**

She wears the latest dress
She’s held up and caressed
by the factory that creates her,
manufacturing all the data..

Sure, everybody knows
everywhere that Baby goes ~
The party she attends by design
for the photographer to construct desire…
desire..desire..

Like a lab producing social disease ~
we make celebrities
who live a life in the clouds
while you stay down in the crowds ~
And it’s all based on the premise
that you prefer fantasies..
We make celebrities, we make celebrities

He drives the latest cars
Yeah he gets drunk in bars,
living days of wild luxury
like a blueprint of the male who’s free…

While in truth, he’s anything But…
Yeah he’s a little slut
for his paycheck from the company ~
Each moment lived, a commodity-
not free..not free

Like a lab producing social disease ~
we make celebrities
who live a life in the clouds
while you stay down in the crowds ~
And it’s all based on the premise
that you prefer fantasies..
We make celebrities, we make celebrities

She wears the latest dress
He’s held up and caressed
by the factory that creates her…

**HOLY WATER**

To the other side of sleep..
you fall – like the first morning
Pray thy heart to keep, you strong ~
This vision clearing ~
Offering a prayer ~ Thy Self…
My arms around you..
There was no one there,
to hold you through the thousandth hour…
the thousandth hour

Come again through fog
This long and never-ending
road ..of winter song…
Now free, with heart transcending ~
Spreading through the air ~ we fly…
These long forgotten ..Hands
held to the sky..
that’ll ride your spirit,
long ~ with love’s power..
Long live love’s power…

Raining….
like Holy Water Reigning…
Holy Water ..Sailing…
on holy water ..
Amazing… Amazing…

Baby… You will see…
the morning dawn lays dreaming
and wakes when night reveals..
Angel Dreams… you and me..
Beyond all veils, we’re singin’…
and spinning on the wheel…
holy… wholly… amazing.

To the other side of sleep
you fall ..like the first morning..
Pray thy heart to keep ~ you strong ~
This vision clearing…
Hands held to the sky
we waive.. in flight..
staff into the night…
Raining holy water.

**CRYSTAL FACES**

Going round this world of fools
…Breaking all the kinds of rules…
You jump inside the mind and as you climb,
you rearrange the molecules…

CRYSTAL FACES / MORNING TRACES /
ALL THOSE PATTERNS GOING PLACES
CRYSTAL FACES / MORNING TRACES /
COLORED LIGHTS BLINKIN’
BEYOND THINKIN’

Then -just then- he’s standing there
and all at once, it becomes clear
He sees the people are feelin’ sick
cuz from their factories come clouds of black magic…

Mixing up a tablespoon
of his concoction, he’s exiting the room…
He won’t sing their monkey tune
that comes in ashes, signaling mad monkey doom

CRYSTAL FACES / MORNING TRACES /
ALL THOSE PATTERNS GOING PLACES
CRYSTAL FACES / MORNING TRACES /
COLORED LIGHTS BLINKIN’
BEYOND THINKIN’, YEAH..

**CYBORG (THREE UNIVERSES)**

The Cyborg Project is the story of a species
being overtaken by its own inventions.
As the human animal merges with its technologies ~
becoming increasingly inseparable from the tools
we live through ~
we have developed into a hybrid entity,
that is in part Cyborg…

I am 3 universes breathing
all the way to my Egyptian home ~
And in my mind, thoughts collide
against the walls of your galaxies;
the insecurities from all your disbelieving
in your dreaming ~ Still your dreaming
is just breathing in my mind….

As our receptors are fed as much by electronic stimulation
as by our own senses and impulses,
we must wonder how alien we have become
to our natural characteristics.
And so too our history ~ re-written by the stories
we have told ourselves over time ~
replacing & being taken for Reality…
How much of the human identity is a product ~
not of authentic authorship, but of rogue messages
being sent by corrupted programming.
This program will self destruct in 5 seconds: 5, 4…

3 universes breathing
all the way to my Egyptian home ~
And in my mind, thoughts collide
against the walls of your galaxies;
the insecurities from all your disbelieving
in your dreaming ~ Still your dreaming
is just breathing in my mind….

What has still to yet be realized
is the positive thrust of Self-Invention
as a creative impulse;
to re-perceive and invent a New Authentic
by activating the poetic dynamics ~
rather than perceived literality
of existence.
And ask if we can recognize
in a double helix of oppositions,
that the very ashes of our destruction
contain the same seeds of potential
for rebirth.
(….Just breathing in my mind…)

I am three universes breathing… all the way to my Egyptian home.

**THE INVISIBLE IMPLANT**

They’re never gonna tell you
what it’s all about ~
It’s gonna feel like a dream
No they’re never gonna show you
this game of clouds ~
No it ain’t what it seems

It’s all a part of their plan
The Invisible Implant, The Invisible Implant
It will take long to understand
The Invisible Implant, The Invisible Implant

It’s placed deep inside…
Before you’re defined…
With this subtle lie…
And here’s the mind-blaster…
You’re the Monkey not the Master ~
You’re the Monkey not the Master.

That’s all a part of their plan
The Invisible Implant, The Invisible Implant…

It will come in time
that we will see the light ~
and demand equality
In your life or mine,
we will reach inside ~
and plant our own kind of seed

And we’ll make it all a part of our plan
The Invisible Implant, The Invisible Implant
In our fight for the future, you must comprehend…
The Invisible Implant, The Invisible Implant

Can we grow any faster…
to not be monkey but the master…
The Invisible Implant,
The Invisible Implant.

**ZENYATTA**

It was a very special day
with thousands seated
for a ritual coronation
of the undefeated
Zenyatta…

Zenyatta, Zenyatta…

Dancing along
like a miracle on the track
like a penyatta to children
giving candy back
was Zenyatta…

Zenyatta, Zenyatta..

Facing mud in the eye,
many boys to get past..
Everything was against her
but no one was as fast
as Zenyatta…

Zenyatta, Zenyatta..

All the fat wallet fellows
gathering up their money
But the horse racing Gods
prepared a secret ceremony
for Zenyatta…

Zenyatta, Zenyatta…

Causing lots of Blame
and hearts to be healed ~
While clear to all really watching,
there was just one star on the field

Zenyatta…. Zenyatta, Zenyatta

Now all those around you
will have to face the fact
that the record books prefer
their mysteries intact

Oh, Zenyatta… Zenyatta, Zenyatta

**BEAUTY BOMB**

I found you bathing in the abyss ~
You tossed away what you thought you wanted
in favor of following your bliss
And though your comment was absurd ~
it placed you in the realm of Eden,
exempted from the longings of the herd…

The thoughts around you dropped a beauty bomb
The thoughts around you dropped a beauty bomb
The thoughts around you dropped a beauty bomb
on my world.. on my world…

A paper tiger in your dress
You know that you intimidated
all the guys you needn’t bother
to have impressed
But still you gave them such a thrill ~
Remaining so intoxicating..
They were lambs to your playing
Shepherd on the Hill…
You were giving free will…
of given free will…

The thoughts around you dropped a beauty bomb
The thoughts around you dropped a beauty bomb
on my world.. on my world…

**OUTLAW**

I feel you comin’ close to me
like two planets encircling
There is gravity…
and the air goes out from the room

Look up and see stars align
Some people let comets pass ’em by ~
But I would do anything…
that leads… that leads to you…

Would you be an Outlaw for my love…
Would you be an Outlaw, an Outlaw…
Would you be an Outlaw for my love…

In this world, I’ll never forsake you ~
If you don’t wanna, I won’t make you…
But why not take the world
that’s come into your hands…

Would you be an Outlaw for my love…
Would you be an Outlaw, an Outlaw…
Would you be an Outlaw for my love…

**STRANGE BIRDS**

Strange birds, all..
Those wings won’t bring you glory ~
As none can relate
to a character not in their story
When you live between the lines,
the signs that guide do blur..
and build those strange obsessions
in the hearts of those it lures

Strange birds stick apart
Dancing in the dark
is the avenue

Teleprompter faces,
the faceless multiply
In drag, but not so holy-
this game they deify
Blinded by the shimmer
of social auctioneers
They’re for whom the bell tolls;
strange birds don’t adhere..

Strange birds stick apart
Dancing in the dark
is the avenue..
in the avenue

Strange Birds..

**ABERRATION**

They tell you it’s a lie
to fill your world so full with pleasure
to make you deny
that it’s all right to live your life in leisure
Take it in stride ~
It took a while to get woman from the kitchen
The truth can’t hide
that freedom is it’s own ambition

Grow your hair ~ and paint your walls
Free your head ~ and bounce your balls
Not to be a freak.. but you may find your chic
as an aberration..

Cuz the first to say that- the world was flat
was an aberration
and the first to fly- they all just sighed
“He’s an aberration”
Then the first to the moon- they called him soon an aberration
So now maybe you- should have them call you too an aberration

So they tell you to change
to live up to their expectations
Tell you you’re insane
You’ll ignore their warnings with sweet elations
That’s all right ~
You don’t have to borrow from their limitations
A bird in flight
never asked a soul for congratulations

Grow your hair ~ and paint your walls
Free your head ~ and bounce your balls
Not to be a freak.. but you may find your chic
as an aberration..

Cuz the first to say that- the world was flat
was an aberration
and the first to fly- they all just sighed
“He’s an aberration”
Then the first to the moon- they called him soon an aberration
So now maybe you- should have them call you too an aberration

You have my admiration ..congratulations..
you become an aberration ..you’re an aberration

**EVERMORE**

Love is evermore
Evermore until the day it walks out the door
Love is the atmosphere
An atmosphere evaporates, bone-dry from tears..
and love is the magic key
but you turn it ~ and all the magic might crash reality
Beware.. of love.

Love is eternity
Eternity until you walked away from me
Love, such a strange delight;
the endless flight – that vanishes in pure day light…
and love is the stratosphere
A height so grand, it thrills you..
til it could kill you, dear
Beware.. of love.

Laid bare.. evermore.. by love.

**THE MONEY SONG**

Why medical solutions have been silenced as hazardous
Why we destroy the lungs of Planet Earth~ rainforest

Money is of what money talks
Why textbooks misinform
Why cars still run on oil

Money is of what money talks
and la-dee-dah…
(code for: “& other such fucked up shit”)

Why we learn things that feel like a distraction
Why we live in a constant state of deception

Money is of what money talks
Why things are built to break
Why the media reality is fake

Money is of what money talks
and la-dee-dah…
(money song..money song..money money)

Why weed that’s curing cancer
can’t get past the legislature
Why more watch the Superbowl
than a year’s worth of PBS Nature

Money is of what money talks
Why energy is..
Still not free is..
Money ..
is of what money talks
and la-dee-dah…

**MAGIC OMENS**

Day to night falls like a blanket
across your mind
Still a light on ~ past the place
where eyes have gone blind..

Magic Omens ~
keep me true
Magic Omens ~
opens up to the day,
the colors show through..

Enter through doorways,
made once of walls
Know that you’re always
in reach.. when the magic calls..

Magic Omens ~
keep me true
Magic Omens ~
opens up to the day,
the colors show through..

Signals of a language
the world responds from inner-terrain
Something of a strange witch
encoded in the details of your brain…

Magic Omens ~
the colors show through..

**WALKING ON WATER**

Fluctuation abides
yet we keep from falling
In the world of the mind,
nothing is solid
Find a balance inside,
and simply call it logic

Walking on water is easy
Walking on water is easy

We put thoughts in motion
You’re the waves in your ocean
Follow yourself to your home

Walking on water is easy
Walking on water is easy..

Just make a sound
and those waves start rolling
Thoughts are unbound,
the world is decoding
Put your feet on the ground;
you can know the whole thing..

Walking on water is easy
Walking on water is easy…

do do do do dooooo

Follow yourself to your home
Walking on water is easy..
walking on water..

**PHOENIX LIGHTS**

It was the last days of winter and..
the lights came from over the mountain
Ten thousand people.. saw them..
Most remembered every detail –
but some experienced missing time
that was only revealed
by the photos they had taken…

Phoenix lights…

The lights came over the mountain
And there was nothing at all to fear..
Yes the lights were there over the mountain
..and they’re still here…

It was a soothing amber, the orbs..
hovering motionlessly
Stood there in silence ~
but there for thousands to see..
for 106 minutes –
a ship a full mile long…
This, the mayor and the senator agree.

The lights came over the mountain
And there was nothing at all to fear
Yes the lights were there over the mountain
And they are here..
Nothing to fear.

All one night in Phoenix…
All one night in Phoenix
There were many lights..
over the city……

**PROFIT PERVERTS**

I hear there’s another war in store
Deceptions of a matador
for cultural domination
under the guise of salvation
They say you like it like this
but it’s just a drowning kiss

And it’s all to make some sick man’s dreams come true
It’s all to make a sick man’s dreams come true
What do profit perverts..
have up their sleeve for you
What do profit perverts..
have up their sleeve for you

It’s all to make some sick man’s dreams come true
and the profit perverts.. they’re comin’ after you!

Got no intention to sustain
Crumblin’ cities, open veins..
Just more manipulation
from perverse foundations
so these powers can grow
It’s just a caveman show

And it’s all to make some sick man’s dreams come true
It’s all to make a sick man’s dreams come true
What do profit perverts..
have up their sleeve for you
What do profit perverts..
have up their sleeve for you

It’s all to make some sick man’s dreams come true
and the profit perverts.. they’re comin’ after you!

So we allow this to continue
Clown faces growin’ in you
of consumer identity;
makes us shallow and greedy
And we learn not to know.
Become a part of the show.

And it’s all to make some sick man’s dreams come true
It’s all to make a sick man’s dreams come true
What do profit perverts..
have up their sleeve for you
What do profit perverts..
have up their sleeve for you

It’s all to make some sick man’s dreams come true
and the profit perverts.. they’re comin’ after you!

chorale:
“It’s an honor / to be a species /
on this planet / but then what he sees /
oh they rape it / what gave them birth.. /
Rape the mother / for all it’s worth /
PROFIT perverts / Profit PERVERTS
PROFIT perverts / Profit PERVERTS”

**MIRRORS**

People pick up a cellphone
like they used to reach for a cigarette
to transfer social anxiety
and personal tension.. onto on object..

Staring at mirrors
and theres nobody there
Everyone’s staring at mirrors;
the picture’s all too clear

Feel the screen..of the Mirror Machine..
Feel the screen..of the Mirror Machine..
calling…..

O baby baby baby baby o touch me..
O baby baby baby baby o touch me..
O baby baby baby baby o touch me..

Take a check inside
to feel for this rising ship
You can take a cool ride..
through my warm lips..

O baby baby baby baby o touch me..

People pick up a cellphone
like they used to reach for a cigarette
to transfer social anxiety
and personal tension.. onto on object..

Feel the screen.. of the Mirror Machine..

O baby baby baby baby o touch me..

**SANCTIFIED**

In the wilderness
of your consciousness
is the river
to lead you down
the path to what you’ll be

Though you walk alone ~
you come to own your soul
and you dance to your own voice..
for you know you are free

Sanctified
the soul of the universe unites
I call upon the wind and the rain
to embrace my source of pain
and leave me sanctified..

The dark and the light
are just visions in your mind;
roots of power
where you plant them..
and growing like a seed

Embodied with fright
is the everlasting night ~
asks only wisdom
to light the pathway..
so your mind learns to see

Sanctified
the soul of the universe unites
I call upon the wind and the rain
to embrace my source of pain
and leave me sanctified..

You don’t know it – but
we’re one with the forces that we fight
so take your poor shadows..
and hold them to the light
The battle is on the inside..

In the wilderness of your consciousness
is the simple surrender –
to transcendental harmony

And pierced by the light ..
like a bird just taking flight
song of freedom..
as he wanders.. to the sea..

Sanctified
the soul of the universe unites
I call upon the wind and the rain
to embrace my source of pain
It leaves me sanctified..
It leaves me sanctified..
Leaves me high..
Sanctified

**ARTIFICIAL COLORS**

Artificial colors are natural
human investigation of the unknown
Artificial colors starts a chemical conversation in my brain
Artificial colors brings art back into nature & illuminates..

We arrive with many questions…
it’s in our nature to explore; improve life for our species
The allure – of the unknown – opens many doors

Artificial colors are natural
human investigation of the unknown
Artificial colors starts a chemical conversation in my brain
Artificial colors brings art back into nature & illuminates..

If you want to see things clearly
look often when it’s hard to see
Don’t be quick to make connections:
Clarity – is the acceptance – of uncertainty

I dont know, I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
I dont know, I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
I dont know, I dont know, I dont know, I dont know..

Artificial colors are natural
human investigation of the unknown
Artificial colors starts a chemical conversation in my brain
Artificial colors brings art back into nature & illuminates..

So I’m flooding you with colors
as a means to communicate
beyond verbal perception
Let the future illuminate… illuminate..
Let the future.. Illuminate..

I dont know, I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
I dont know, I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
I dont know, I dont know, I dont know, I dont know..

like colored rain..
like colored rain…

**SURVEILLANCE EYES**

We’re all living in public now
Our thoughts broadcast through town
Wear an electronic crown
I’m famous – I don’t know how
If you see me on the street
There’s still a chance we’ll never meet
Can turn around but babe there’s no way to leave
Everything we do, we do it publicly
Everything we do now, we do it publicly..

Watching people through a peephole
with our Surveillance Eyes
Watching people through a peephole
with our Surveillance Eyes
Biofeedback of the sheeple
seen through Surveillance Eyes…

King of our own domains
We pay the 99 cent rates
You can watch me ~ through the gate ~
I need to see you now, it just can’t wait..
But if I see you on the street
I may not have any time to meet
I turn around but there’s no way to leave..
Everything we do, we do it publicly
Everything we do now, we do it publicly..

Watching people through a peephole
with our Surveillance Eyes
Watching people through a peephole
with our Surveillance Eyes
Biofeedback of the sheeple
seen through Surveillance Eyes…

Living in disguise
surveillance eyes
They tell us lies
through surveillance eyes

We’re all living in public now
Our thoughts broadcast through town
Wear an electronic crown
I’m famous – I don’t know how

Watching people through a peephole
Watching people through a peephole
Watching people through a peephole
with your Surveillance Eyes

**SITCOM**

Sit calm – as you watch the sitcom
Sit calm – as you watch the sitcom
Sit calm – as you watch it, as you watch the sitcom..

My knee – you believe in money
My knee – you believe in money
Ape Laws – you believe in, you believe in applause
Valid As Shown – you believe in validation
Valid As Shown – you believe in validation
Act wired – You believe in, you believe in acquire..

Sit calm – as you watch the sitcom
Sit calm – as you watch the sitcom
Sit calm – as you watch it, as you watch the sitcom..

Pose Is Shown – you believe in position
Office Shell – you believe in official
Act lame – you believe in, you believe in acclaim
You believe it, you believe it, you believe it, you believe it..
(Sitcom)

Start dumb – you believe in stardom
Start dumb – you believe in stardom
Ape Laws – you believe in, you believe in applause
Press Teach – you believe in prestige
Press Teach – you believe in prestige
Con for Ants – you believe in a conference..

Sit calm – as you watch the sitcom
Sit calm – as you watch the sitcom

**I BURN ALL MY CANDLES FOR YOU**

I know you could be my addiction
Got a little high with everything you said
Yet for so long, we walked in this darkness
Painting each other with no light instead..

Oh love_
I burn all my candles for you
When the thread is breaking,
there’s nothing the light can do…
I know it’s over ~
I watched it burn all the way through
Oh love..I burn all my candles for you
burn them for you

So we’re back in another blackout
These damn lines fail us every time
Each new day’s a storyteller..
Desire can tell the heart a thousand lies

Oh love_
I burn all my candles for you
The thread is breaking
and there’s nothing the light can do..
I know it’s over ~
I watched it burn all the way through
Oh love..I burn all my candles for you

You can see it against the wall..
in the lowest light..
for it’s just a whisper
in the ear of the night
This love I inscribed,
cut with a knife..
burned by the light..
still smolders inside

I know I…could have been your armor
You couldn’t see beyond this love bizarre
But still you..I would die for..
even though you’d only break my heart

Oh love_
I burn all my candles for you
Oh love_
I burn all my candles for you
Oh love_
I burn all my candles for you
Oh… and there’s nothing the light can do…
There’s nothing the light can do.

**HOLOGRAM**

Hologram – Everything outside exists too inside
Hologram – You can see occurrences before their Time
Circles repeating.. Sight is deceiving
It’s not breathing.. The walls are breathing…
Visualize your mind – Leave thought behind
Turn around – to that haunting sound..

Hologram – Everything around you also is you
Hologram – You have friends in distant worlds,
will you let them in?
It feels the same.. but Thought’s not your Brain
Connect in Future tense.. it’s no coincidence

Biology..
transcends physicality
It is energy..
Like sight and scent ~
how they coexist…
in offering..
parts of a dream
as whole entities..
each ….in other dimensions…

Hologram – Every personality that’s ever been
Hologram – contain direct coordinates you can access within
Time is repeating; your lives are exceeding
singularity.. Come time travel with me
Hologram: Time travel with me..
Hologram: Time travel with me
Everything outside exists too inside.

**GOD’S A PATTERN**

Oooo..ooo…. There’s an energy.. surrounding me
It has no conception of time… It is Mind.. I feel the glory…

God’s a pattern! God’s a pattern!
Intersecting designs are the fabric..
from Earth to Saturn

Ooo Oooo… There’s ascension… from invention..
Like a hurricane that enters your mind
and exits through your body..
Interplanetary hottie…

God’s a pattern! God’s a pattern!
Intersecting designs of fabric…
from Earth to Saturn..
Ooo Ooooo… Ooooo….

People need some kind of sanctity
Some worship..the value of money..
Others deify nature…
They see no sickness, violence or cruelty..
See only purity..
Creativity in Consciousness..is still the best..
exotic vision.
God’s a pattern! God’s a pattern!
Oooo…..

“Can you take this feeling with you? …
Can you take this feeling with you? .. Tell me where it comes from..”
“The feeling is you. the feeling is you….”

Oooo..Ooooo
God’s a Pattern!
God’s a Pattern!!

**GOLD IN THE RIVER**

I am a breeze on the banks of your river
and you flow through me.. but a river can’t be held
So I’ve learned to love you without you
Keep you livin’ in my mind
I can keep you here inside
’cause I know you well…

Oh, I could never hold you in the flesh
as I could hold you in my mind ~
I don’t leave behind the gold
in the flowing rivers in my mind..
And now there’s Gold in the RIver of my mind

I am a tree on the banks of your river
and you’re in the roots at the bottom of my high reachin’ branches
that climb up into the light
while you wanna stay hid from sight..
So we reach in different directions
and that’s all right

Oh, I could never hold you in the flesh
as I could hold you in my mind ~
I don’t leave behind the gold
in the flowing rivers in my mind..
And now there’s Gold in the RIver of my mind

And there’s still the sound of the waterfalls
There’s still the sound of the waterfalls
Still the sound of the waterfalls.. there to find…

**PIN-UP**

You’re my Pin-Up, baby
yeah you do it right
You’re my Pin-Up, baby
I’ll be with you tonight

You’re my new ideal
I love to have pets
We snuggle down the boulevard
I stroke..the cigarette
I comfort you, you comfort me
It’s an empty world_ I want to scream

You’re my Pin-Up, baby
yeah you do it right
You’re my Pin-Up, baby
I’ll be with you tonight

I can acknowledge your glamour
We take a street light photograph
You feel like the sounds of pop music
at a moment when the world is flat
I don’t know you, you don’t know me
You hold me so close, I cannot breathe

I feel your legs caress my chest
as smooth as the nylon floor
You encourage all of my fantasies
Your poster smiles on the backstage door..

You’re my Pin-Up, baby
yeah you do it right
You’re my Pin-Up, baby
I’ll be with you tonight

**HOT GARBAGE**

You think they’re carin’ for you
but your government doesn’t love you
You’ll learn that you’re for sale
but your check’s not in the mail
If you go deep, don’t hold your breath
These people don’t care if you catch your death
cuz you’re only another mouth to feed after all
The system’s built to make you- while it negates you
Feed it with your blood- while it sedates you
There’s a plan in place to keep your mind hittin’ a wall
You scream with a cheer – but it’s more like a yawn
cuz those folks in the 60s got naked on the lawn
and overlords want to be sure it never happens again…

Hot Garbage – Hot Garbage
Don’t take in the trash that’s made…
Don’t let the filth of the junkyard
sully your soul away…
Hot Garbage – Hot Garbage

Your mama puts her fears inside you
in a strange attempt to guide you
away from the scary heights of the skies
Sweet love… that tells little lies
Just wants for you to be safe and survive
“No risk, no gain” so you can’t accept that jive
You’re the only one who can make you rise above the noise

Hot Garbage – Hot Garbage
Don’t take in the trash that’s made…
Don’t let the filth of the junkyard
sully your soul away…
Hot Garbage – Hot Garbage

Take the book off the shelf, you can earn a degree
or Hypnotize Yourself into Mastery
but whatever you do, don’t let the S*&! enter your soul…

Hot Garbage – Hot Garbage
Hot Garbage – Hot Garbage

**EMORY**

Hey there my friend…
Nothing ever ends
and this is your song
These waves of sound..
have come around
in your honor-
like I have said,
you’re a gold mine
(a goldmine..)
And don’t think the angels
are unaware
of how you’ve cared..

Emory…
Anytime, anything you need..
Remember me,
Emory..
You have made your mark
upon my heart
Emory…

You’ve brought to me
the music of running free
Now this is your song…
There is a space
for your face
among the angels, for all
you’ve done..
and I want to thank you
(Thank you….)
There is a force that bonds true spirits
when you’re near it..
as we are..

Emory..
Anytime, anything you need..
Remember me..
Emory..
The beat of angel’s wings..
It was all a dream…
Emory..
and I want to thank you..

There is a force that bonds true spirits
when you’re near it, as we are…
Emory…
You’re an angel..walkin’ with her light
through the darkness
…but light can grow a garden..

Always in my memory…
You’re an angel .. running from the heartless..
But don’t ever harden..
Cuz light will grow a garden.. Emory…..

All Songs Words & Music (c) Stavo Mustang Craft / Unicorn Priest Music