Song #94. All Our Tomorrows

Look
It’s a brand new me
Stoney broke 'n broken down
‘N so low down ‘n so let’s dive deep down in
Look, I took my wooden heart and carved me this gypsy violin
Listen while it laughs just like a mother's crying
Let its sorrow burrow into you
A brand new tattoo

We’re sailing cruelly random seas
The effluent of time and stupidity
On shore in rock crags pools evolve
Slippery as history
Here, the now and then squirm and throb and teem
Alive one ebbing tide
Just to drown again like stones
Like truths we’ve cast aside

Fallen seas always rise

So haul all your tomorrows along with you
Don’t ever let them go
Don’t let go

Look
What we are
Bodies strewn up in the crowns of trees
(No better place for hiding leaves),
Pause in awkward dangle awaiting autumn coloring
Look, I really loved you
But you just can’t take it in
I really loved you
It’s so hard to know the one’s who’s true
From those put here to fuck with you

So you’d best haul all your tomorrows along with you
Don’t let them go too far
Tomorrow’s what we are

Haul all your tomorrows along with you
Don’t ever let them go
Don’t let go

-July 2009

The notes were made on 3/5/2012.  I wish I knew where this song came from or where it was going.  I like some of the language in it but I am not sure it hangs together really.   I know I was near rock bottom when I wrote this and was wondering how I would ascend again, and if and when I did what I would take with me. Tomorrow was all I could come up with…which is interesting in that the words “squirm and throb” were nicked from the boys who sang “There is no future”.  The references to tide pools came from one of my most wonderful days ever, tide pooling in Laguna Beach with the Peter Stampfel family back in the summer of 2001. I need to bring this song back from the dead just to see if there as anything really there.  I recorded a backing track for this one in 2009.  Should listen to it again maybe.  Maybe relearn the song.

 

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