Gently they stir, gently rise
The dead are newborn awakening
With ravaged limbs and wet souls
Gently they sigh in rapt funeral amazement
Who called these dead to dance?
Was it the young woman learning to play the ghost song on her baby grand?
Was it the wilderness children?
Was it the ghost god himself, stuttering, cheering, chatting blindly?
I called you up to anoint the earth
I called you to announce sadness falling like burned skin
I called you to wish you well
To glory in self like a new monster
And now I call you to pray
- Awake Ghost Song
- Dawn's Highway
- Newborn Awakening
- To Come Of Age
- Black Polished Chrome (Latino Chrome.)
- Angels And Sailors
- Stoned Immaculate
- The Movie
- Curses, Invocation
- American Night
- The World On Fire
- The Hitchhiker
- An American Prayer / Hour For Magic / Freedom Exists / A Feast Of Friends