October 01, 2012
Monday Song
Tomorrow.. (listen below)
Often the guard
will just take a rest
his eyelids come down
he drops his chin on his chest
don't blame him tomorrow
don't blame him today
he only does what he can
to let himself get away
Like I choose your eyes
and I choose your hair
and I choose your skin
ah, what a lift to somewhere
don't count on tomorrow
and forget yesterday
and if they ask for your name
say, You can call me today
It's all special concern
and no religion but this
to pray with our hands
and confess with a kiss
don't count on tomorrow
and forget yesterday
and if they ask for your name
say, You can call me today
No harps in the sky
and no voices from the clouds
just the plain, simple truth
that even a fool is allowed
there's nothing to borrow
there's nothing to weigh
except the natural power
you come to gather today
don't call me tomorrow
my name is today
do you want to live losing
try to drive me away
Hey daughter so small
hey daughter of the smile
hey daughter so strong
hey daughter so wild
don't count on tomorrow
and forget yesterday
and if they ask for your name
just say, You can call me today
don't call me tomorrow
my name is today
do you want to live losing
try to drive me away
Do you want to live losing?
... try to drive me away
by Jim Culleny, 6/12/71
© Oct, 1993
Posted by Jim Culleny at 12:15 AM | Permalink
Comments
Blakeian. Love it.
Posted by: rmk28 | Oct 1, 2012 5:14:51 AM
@ Jim,
"No harps in the sky
and no voices from the clouds
just the plain, SIMPLE truth
that even a fool is allowed
there's nothing to borrow
there's nothing to weigh
except the natural power
you come to gather today"
Of course, there are those of us who expend great energy to make it COMPLICATED.
Thanks.
Posted by: Norman Costa | Oct 1, 2012 8:49:02 AM
Beautiful. More "Monday Songs", please, Jim! And thank you.
Posted by: Abbas Raza | Oct 2, 2012 4:20:37 AM
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