Lyrics
Lyrics from the album Pool of Bliss
Original Fire
Warm winds blow
Through the reeds along the river
It’s the same here
Nothing changes here
Warm your hands over the fire
Warm your hands over my fire
The original fire
I think I know you
But we’ve never met before
You came in the room
My senses bloomed
It was you
It’s always been you
Warm my hands over your fire
The original fire
Someone once saw lightning start a fire in the woods
And it gave her an idea
Someone once brought a flame into a cave
It kept the cold at bay
Warm winds blow
Through the reeds along the river
It’s the same here
Nothing changes here
Warm your hands over the fire
Warm your hands over my fire
We warm our hands over the fire
Come warm your hands over the fire
The original fire
To Work In Your Garden
Oh to work in your garden
Water, water, water and the seeds will grow
Oh to feel your body
Turning, twisting, moving, catching fire
Oh to see your face
Changing, changing, changing to look like mine
Luminous
The stars shine down on her
She reflects their light
She is luminous in her own right
She leads when she dances
She dances on air
Cuts the ribbon at the county fair
But she cries when no one sees
She’s tall but weak in her knees
Still she stands up
And gives them what they need
They need her
They need someone
To walk out on the ledge
They need her
They need someone
To embrace the edge
The stars shine down on her
She reflects their light
She is luminous in her own right
She is luminous (x4)
The Echo of You
Late at night I feel your breath on my shoulder
It’s like the echo of your touch
Late at night I feel your warmth surrounding me
It’s like the echo of your flame
In the dim light of the waning night
The echo of you washes over me
It’s like music
Like the sea
Late at night I feel your energy waiting to turn on
It’s like the echo of the dawn
Late at night I’m lost in a dream of a perfect place
It’s like the echo of you
The echo of you
The echo of you
Spin
Spin like a bullet in slow motion
Through the spiral grooves
An explosion in perpetual motion
Gyroscopic moves
You’re by yourself in a crowded room
You are in a zone
Vibrations whispering
To you all alone
Dive through neon lighted ocean
Glowing painted fish
The energy has become a devotion
Electric riff
Snap your fingers rattle your bells
You’re a tambourine
Lay your head back, float away
On an energy stream
Isabel
Six foot waves, the bank’s two feet high
Leaves you sitting on your roof watching your life float by
Grab your coat and your box of letters
And that painting of the sky
Strap your mandolin onto your back
It’s time to say goodbye
The washomat’s open twenty-four seven
That’s a good thing ‘cause your clothes are reeking to heaven
Look here’s some shells all the way up from the bay
That’s alright I never liked those shoes much anyway
Isabel, Isabel, Isabel, Isabel
Such a beautiful name
And when she came to town she spun my head around
There are canoes up on King Street
Trees at my feet
You can’t take the parkway
You can’t even see it
But you can use our fridge
We’re on the hospital grid
That buzz and hum sounds so sweet
Hope the power’s still on at the High’s
It’s coming up on five and it’s time for more coffee
I can see that look in your far-off eyes
It’s way beyond tired
It’ll make you wise
But that won’t help this time
The washomat’s open twenty-four seven
That’s a good thing ‘cause your clothes are stinking like the devil
Look here’s some shells all the way up from the bay
That’s alright I never liked those shoes much anyway
Isabel, Isabel, Isabel, Isabel
Such a beautiful name
And when she came to town she spun my life around
But there’s nowhere else we’d rather be than here with you
Picking out weeds
Drinking cold coffee
And laughing about how the sky can be so mean
Isabel, Isabel, Isabel, Isabel
Such a beautiful name
And when she came to town she spun my life around
Isabel, Isabel, Isabel, Isabel
Pool of Bliss
Steam rises through the thermal vents
Fog drifts in among the greenery
And we’re laying in a pool of bliss
Merging with the scenery
The mountain moves at its own pace
Breathing it in and spitting it out
Dream birds sing
They are floating in and flying out
It’s early in the morning
It’s early in the morning
It’s early in the morning and our eyes are wide open
Ghost On The Porch
It’s the kind of place where you can meet a ghost on the porch
Long transparent hair shimmering in the moonlight
Nancy I thank you for your understanding arms
But there’s a party going on, so let’s get back to it
It’s the kind of place where you stare out of the window
And the world stares back at you
Thank you Nancy for bringing me here
But where we are is not clear
We drove so far but it feels so near
You turn right at the red rocks
Past the civil war ruins out to where the road stops
If you get to the river you missed the turn
And you know we all missed it at some point
It’s the kind of place where time just floats away
But the clocks don’t work here anyway
Thank you Nancy for your virtue and your sins
For standing up and not giving in
And the dark star crashes
And the songs from the wood
It’s all good, it’s all good, it’s all good, it’s all good
House of Whispers
A whirlwind of motion
A fount of emotion
The fragile joy of a childhood notion
Climbing on the rocks
Making plans, taking stock
Your private house of whispers
You got your world in a box
Start at the beginning
It doesn’t hurt that much
Don’t think about it
Don’t rush
You’re building the world in your house of whispers
You’re watching the world from your house of whispers
You’re sharing the world of your house of whispers
You’re ruling the world of your house of whispers
A running leap
Landing on your feet
The fleeting freedom of the air between
A diamond in your hand
A dragon made of sand
The swirling beat of an imaginary band
Start at the beginning
It doesn’t hurt that much
Don’t think about it
Don’t rush
You’re building the world in your house of whispers
You’re watching the world from your house of whispers
You’re sharing the world of your house of whispers
You’re ruling the world of your house of whispers
(2x)
Strange Blue Bird
The plaster is crumbling all along the garden wall
The stones on the path are worn away
They feel smooth and cool beneath my feet
Even in the heat of the day
There’s a feeling I get in my bones
That in some life this was my home
A strange blue bird perches on the fountain
Staring down at where the water flowed
Red flowers grow wild through the cracks in the courtyard
My heart is ready to explode
There’s a feeling I get in my bones
That in some life this was my home
A simple thing a bird staring down at you
Or a half remembered line
Is all, all that’s required sometimes
Strange blue bird staring down at me
Strange blue bird staring down at me
Strange blue bird, strange blue bird
Words That Have Wings
I can’t understand it
How she can be inside my dream
The sky is a shade of blue
That it should never be
I can’t understand it
How the smoke fills up the space
My sound is feeding back
But I can focus on her face
On her face
I don’t understand words that had wings
Words that flew away and yet you remain
I don’t understand words that had wings
Words that flew away and yet you remain
I can’t understand it
How she can be what I can’t see
That complicated smile
Shouldn’t still get to me
Get to me
I don’t understand words that had wings
Words that flew away and yet you remain
I don’t understand words that had wings
Words that flew away and yet you remain . . .