America Be Beautiful

It was easy to float with all that salt in the water
Everything was soft in the land of your Grandfather
The air, the light, the waves With their gentle silver breaking
And you drifted in the place between the dreaming and the waking
BUILD:
Oh close your eyes
Imagine when they didn’t want you here
Imagine how you slept beneath your blanket of fear
The prayers you said at night
To a God you had to hide
The letters from your brother
The photograph inscribed:
America

CHORUS:
Oh America
Only an ocean only a dream away
Is it true what they say?
Are you forgetting?
Oh America
When there’s so much more to do
America, the dream remembers you
Close your eyes and dream and then
America Be beautiful again

VERSE:
Now the boats form a line
Heading home to the harbor
Here is a gift from your own Granddaughter
It seems another time
This fortress in the sand
In the shelter of the cliffs
With the billion year old fossil in your hand
Oh close your eyes
Imagine when they didn’t want you here
Imagine how you dreamed beneath your blanket of fear
With the ancient skills of your modest trade
The flowers you could grow
The accordion you played
Oh America
Only and ocean
Only a dream away
Is it true what they say?
Are you forgetting?
Oh America
When there’s so much more to do
America, the dream remembers you
Close your eyes and dream and then
America Be beautiful again
© 2018 Eschner/Hysom

Hole In The Master Plan

There's a hole in the master plan
things keep falling in
we stand around the edges
counting
we stand around the edges
trying to hold on to things
to the babies
the old ones
the wandering

CHORUS:
            lay your roses on the ground
            drop a stone into the black
            you can listen for the sound
            but nothing’s coming back
            you can drop down to your knees
            tie a ribbon ‘round your prayer
            everybody, is going there
            hold  on to what you can
            there’s a hole in the master plan

there’s a hole in the master plan
things keep falling in
drop a stone into the black
start counting
drop a stone into the black
through the desire and neglect
we’ll shake a little chatter
from the bones we resurrect

BRIDGE:
            we’re all waiting for the push
            for the jump, or for the fall
            beggar or a banker
            everybody gets the call
REPEAT CHORUS © 2018 Eschner/Hysom

Married To The Dead

I thought I saw you driving, south on 101
fast car,  in the slow lane
I tried to catch your eye, but you wouldn’t turn your head
oh it’s hard being married to the dead

and when you took the exit, for the eastbound  overpass
guess you forgot, the indicator
I tried to follow, but you shot ahead when the light turned red
oh it’s hard being married to the dead
yeah it’s hard being married to the dead
 
CHORUS:
            I think I saw you
            watching me watching you, in the rear view mirror
            I think you knew who
            would have to be the one,  to make the getaway
            before we couldn’t look, before we couldn’t look away

I hear your guitar playing, sometimes when I dream
white bird  across the water
guitar pick in the morning on the cover  of the bed
oh it’s hard being married to the dead
yeah it’s hard being married to the dead
 
CHORUS:
                   
BRIDGE:
I hope the wings are working, I hope the gigs are good
I hope they know they robbed a lot of people
I hope you’ve lost the worry of the hustle and the hurry, day to day
me, I’m learning how to pray
 
CHORUS, followed by:
            oh it’s hard being married to the dead
            yeah it’s hard being married to the dead © 2018 Eschner/Hysom

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