Friday Zen
... Wild Sweet Orange

... Either/Or
And let the wind kiss your hair?
And put your head in a lion's mouth
But you didn't feel scared
Oh well I've stood there trembling
And still and will always be there

All the things I've hated, I've been before
I've fallen down slowly, just to kiss the floor
I've heard the hell hounds, clawin' at my door
Believe they wait, they hear your voice.
I've picked myself up off the floor
And heard the dawn break against the door
And known and believed it was something
More like a voice less like a noise
More like a soul less like a void

And you can learn to live without it
But your hearts gonna stay torn
And you can try hard not to need it
But you'll want it more and more
Its like the calm before the storm
OF COURSE
touch the land?
And reached down really
slow
Just to kiss the forest
sand.
Oh, well I've stood there
smiling
And still, and will always
be there.

All the things I've hated,
I've been before
I've fallen down slowly,
just to kiss the floor
I've heard the hell
hounds, clawin' at my door
Believe they wait, they
hear your voice.