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the sky melts into this vilett haze going through this life to feel this way burning faster than the sun to shine girl i miss you more than ice and fire the words i said was always mine turning darkness so deep into the light those california days i miss tonight the spanish angel i see in my dreams the life i know no more it seems every thing has gone this time the years iv lived beond her life still so young beond the morning light beond the morning this california daze

innocent again you cant prove me wrong jumping off to the light of another song you look at me and tell me why you can kiss my a.. good bye ill take it to the end and you'll never be my friend again you might see me somewhere new i won't say a word never again to you its the power of love and hate this is are life its are only fate so cross your arms and walk away cry your eyes every day innocent again ill let you fall down ill push you to the ground you'll not see me cry no more there's no us so ill shut the door into are lifes we'll go different ways and ill look to you as another waste

evil
pot-ugly
observing
creatures
plural pests
birds of prey
succulent feed
conniving notions
monstrous attackers
mean-spirited monsters
hovering in wait for all
defenselessly poor victim
foul odorous sagging skin
gross slobbering beak
pain endorsing pecks
egocentric traits
carcass loving
deathly cold
mercilessly
feathered
cackling
vulture
being

my heart tells a story
it was lying in wait
but I didn't have to worry
it has never been awake
before I met you
I was crawling through life
now I am floating
I am feeling alive
you have what it was missing
to open it up wide
just listen
it will tell you
it was waiting for your light
please keep my heart near yours
the beating rhythms are alike
you are locked in my heart
you have the key
we had a good start
lets take the next step
my heart - you and me

leaves falling onto the ground
water dripping after a storm
broken branches litter the ground
slowly rotting upon the ground

slowly making my way through the torns
slighty cut but never ever so cold
high winds freeze my hands
barely even able to hold my cigerette

reached the spot we looked for
but always dreading the wrong step
luckly we found or way across the flooded stream

made the choice to find a new path back
stumbling on flooded ground destroying our clothes
at least the path got easier once we found a road
walking back past the traffic at least ive made it back

~ wHEN i tHINK bACK tHEN ~

~ 'tWAS sOO pLAIN tO sEE ~

~ hOW fUN iT iS ~

~ tO bE wITH tHEE !!


~ tO tAKE yOUR hAND

~ gENTLY iN mINE ~

~ tHAT'S ~ oH ~ sOO ~ vERY ~

~ oH ~ sOO ~ vERY ~ fINE !!


!! 'tWOULD bE sOO gRAND !!

> tO tAKE tHAT hAND >

!! aND tASTE tHOSE lIPS !!

!! oF mY fRIEND aGAIN !!


> tO pRESS yOU cLOSE >

!! aND sEE yOU sMILE !!

> tO sHOULDER dOWN >

!! mY hEAD aWHILE !!


!1! ~ *yOUR*__*jUST*__*tHE*__*bEST* ~ !1!

!*! ~ *iT'S* ~ *cLEAR* ~ *mY* ~ *dEAR* ~ !*!

~ fOR oNLY yOU ~

~ i'LL sHED tHIS *tEAR* ~


~ lOVE ~ dAVID ~

“i don’t know why”

dogs hogs pigs frogs
each make noises all their own
some can live together
some only live alone

the mailman is always late but it doesn’t matter
the dry cleaner doesn’t take you seriously
a flat tire on the freeway and you’ll call a tow
umbrellas are fragile & dangerous

keep the light on when you’re at the stairs
keep the light on as you approach the dark
dutch doors split as necessary
noah proved it with the ark

capitalism takes a lot of time
being poor does too
armadillos like to dodge the cars
sometimes they don’t make it through

“my favorite restaurant”

at the four top in the corner
they’re all lookin’ kinda blue
three guys and a well dressed girl
i wonder who’s screwin’ who

the waitress, she’s on crack, smell the monkey on her back
her patrons can’t quite tell for sure
they know something’s just not right
how will they calculate the tip for her

busboys don’t have to live up
to the hype of the slick bartender
they only have to slide some of his tips
beneath their shirt and fake suspenders

the food is pretty good
though often times too spicy
don’t argue about it with the chef though
he always wields a fillet knife and his attitude is dicey

horse carriages, segways and a bridge with lions at the end
just another day in a paradise of sun, sand and questions
pity the glazey eyed tourists, not knowing where to go
the homeless won’t eat their leftover pizza, but don’t mind giving directions

“the flow”

i wanna go down to where the river runs deep
check out the shore and talk to the folks
maybe learn some lingo only locals speak
there must be sights and smells that are one of a kind

never the same, it changes each day
their hawkin’ fish over there with the smell of a whore
the shop across the way requires a password
don’t expect a refund or return

thousands of tourists won’t call it home
but they long to come back and never now why
an arm wrestling machine will bust your nut
in a box taking pictures you can show off your butt

the beer flows cold at the pub on the wharf
mystery meat is the special of the day
let your conscious be your guide
but ride the roller coaster first

i wanna go down and dip my toes
find the answers in the water
see the cause of the smells
say the right thing

As I sit in this room
An echo hits around
Music is echoing here
Hitting my body and back to the wall and back and forth again....again
My thoughts like an echo
The echo reaches within the space of my body
Hitting the brain and back to my heart and back and forth again...again
Positive vibrations felt here
The echo brings conflict
Hitting on the negative and back to the positive and back and forth again...again
How do you enclose this echo?
Confine it to be one
So no more back and forth again...again

11/2/80 Andi Freespirit