Song Lyric: Light Therapy

Whatever winter stole

Left me colorless and cold,

Like deChirico in light therapy.

Is there something more than this Night?

Maybe we are not our own light.

Think of the beginnings never begun,

Their future done. A frozen dawn.

That seeing-eye sun the only one

Left in light therapy.

Is there something more than this Night?

Maybe we are not our own light.

The clouds show their bruise,

the sky’s blue tattoos.

The blind spot spies

are slipping through:

There is something more in this life.

I feel you, you’re less than particle waves,

Like unseen hands. Or a bright breath of grace.

We are not our own light.

Song Lyric: Possession

You’re apparent as the air,

Necessary and everywhere,

And like everything you share,

A possession that can’t be held.

What you give may be enough,

Your eyes are open, your hands are cupped,

And everything you’ve given up

Just possessions that can’t be held.

Beautiful blue bottles of night,

Covered mirrors in candlelight,

You put everything out of sight

Like possessions that can’t be held.

Take what I believe

From what I’ve known,

Take what I need

From what I don’t,

Take everything I own

But those possessions that can’t be held.

For every secret, one is told.

For every word in trust, one is sold.

For every thing we tried to hold,

There’s a possession that can’t be held.

Conch (Study), inkwash