Jazz ElixirVibrations trembling.
Keys and valves in harmony.
Mere Vulcan instinct?
Or a deep honesty?
It's musical medicine.
Soul's pain distilled.
ThusWho am I to people around me?
I'm the receipts from unpaid dreams that were bought with their money.
I'm a caricature of masculinity, chained to a broken body.
I'm someone's reason for getting up today.
I'm a good time on a Saturday afternoon, playing cards and telling jokes.
I'm someone's physical legacy...the bastard child of their decisions and my reactions.
I'm a friendly neighbor.
I'm a member of loved one's prayer lists
I'm a fool.
I'm a relic.
I'm a religious fanatic.
I'm a poet some enjoy.
I'm a brother and a best friend.
Who am I to myself?
I'm a blood-bought believer in Jesus Christ, my Savior and King.
I'm intelligence that lives in a box of old waltzes, swaying to a big band only I can hear.
I'm the laughter of 1980s comedians.
I'm a thorn bush of fear.
I'm a palette of the deepest hues and shades.
I'm a wanderer.
I'm one who ponders things.
I'm the fashion heir of 1970s used car salesmen.
I'm the guy that proudly wears his John Deere cap to Buddy Guy's Blues
When She SmiledIt's a beggars life, said the Queen of Spain
I believed that I was dreaming
Got a feeling I've been here before
On the water down in New Orleans
I'm reading last year's papers
Like a thousand times before
What are the secrets
Of the man that I once knew
Panatela and old black derby hat
It started out good
For you and me we understood
The mechanized hum of another world
It seems like only yesterday
I was out of mind and you
Tell me I'm the only one
The groove that never quits
That's my claim to fame
This life can be very strange
Darling if you only knew
All the signs are right this time
I'm gonna let it roll
America WasAmerica was the home of The Dream...
Which yonder copper Lady stands for
At the gates of a free land.
Beckoning to a world in disrepair
Come to me, ye heavy laden
Come and pursue Life, Liberty and
America was these things
Once the neatly manicured lawns
of this Nation's WWII heroes
stood as a symbol of prosperity
and unity of spirit and purpose
in One Nation Under God.
America was exactly that...
At one time, massive steel mills in Indiana
and Pennsylvania turned out the steel that
won the War...built the iconic '57 Chevy Bel-Air,
and the ubiquitous Maytag washer and dryer.
Nothing Ran Like A Deere in our fields of golden grain,
Redwings carried the feet of millions to work,
and Chrysler was the underdog auto company that
was rescued by the son of Italian immigrants...
only for our government to stand by and let her be
corporately raped and pillaged by Daimler-Benz,
several decades later.
America was an industrial powerhouse...