Earthwords

(Album: Earthwords & Music - 1967)

As I stand here breathing
Thigh deep in the weeds of ignorance that cover the breast of the earth
Don't let the blue laws of communication
Keep the fresh air out of the rooms of my mind
Or extinguish the sun in my belly

And don't let my hallways and stairwells become empty
Except for my pitifully huddled form
Crying in some dark musty corner in defeat
Because someone forgot to tell me long ago
That there's nothing dirty about earth

All I ask is to squat here in the cool shade and talk to you
Forgetting the games and rules ingrained in the fiber of my personality
And let me not be worried about what I look like or sound like to you
And let me breathe easy and feel natural not get confused or hung up

Trying to express earth feelings without earthwords
And please don't get hysterical to the point that you cut out my tongue
Just because I said that I loved ya or scratch out my eyes
Because in all your ugliness I said you were beautiful

Just bear with me and if you feel some small part of what I have to say
And if ever the day should come that we're in a position to study each others faces
Let me understand that you feel what I've had to say
Not because you thought you were supposed to feel it
But because you really did