ys silentbob Ys (also spelled Is or Ker-Ys in Breton) is a mythical city built in the Douarnenez bay in Brittany by Gradlon (Gralon in Breton), King of Cornouaille, for his daughter Dahut. 071108 ... silentbob The meadowlark and the chim-choo-ree and the sparrow Set to the sky in a flying spree, for the sport over the pharaoh A little while later the Pharisees dragged comb through the meadow Do you remember what they called up to you and me, in our window? There is a rusty light on the pines tonight Sun pouring wine, lord, or marrow Down into the bones of the birches And the spires of the churches Jutting out from the shadows The yoke, and the axe, and the old smokestacks and the bale and the barrow And everything sloped like it was dragged from a rope In the mouth of the south below We've seen those mountains kneeling, felten and grey We thought our very hearts would up and melt away From that snow in the night time Just going And going And the stirring of wind chimes In the morning In the morning Helps me find my way back in From the place where I have been And, Emily - I saw you last night by the river I dreamed you were skipping little stones across the surface of the water Frowning at the angle where they were lost, and slipped under forever, In a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a mirror Anyhow - I sat by your side, by the water You taught me the names of the stars overhead that I wrote down in my ledger Though all I knew of the rote universe were those pleiades loosed in december I promised you I‘d set them to verse so I'd always remember That the meteorite is a source of the light And the meteor's just what we see And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee And the meteorite's just what causes the light And the meteor's how it's perceived And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee You came and lay a cold compress upon the mess I'm in Threw the window wide and cried; Amen! Amen! Amen! The whole world - stopped - to hear you hollering You looked down and saw now what was happening The lines are fadin' in my kingdom Though I have never known the way to border 'em in So the muddy mouths of baboons and sows and the grouse and the horse and the hen Grope at the gate of the looming lake that was once a tidy pen And the mail is late and the great estates are not lit from within The talk in town's becoming downright sickening In due time we will see the far butte lit by a flare I've seen your bravery, and I will follow you there And row through the night time Gone healthy Gone healthy all of a sudden In search of the midwife Who could help me Who could help me Help me find my way back in There are worries where I’ve been Say, say, say in the lee of the bay; don't be bothered Leave your troubles here where the tugboats shear the water from the water Flanked by furrows, curling back, like a match held up to a newspaper Emily, they'll follow your lead by the letter And I make this claim, and I'm not ashamed to say I know you better What they've seen is just a beam of your sun that banishes winter Let us go! Though we know it's a hopeless endeavor The ties that bind, they are barbed and spined and hold us close forever Though there is nothing would help me come to grips with a sky that is gaping and yawning There is a song I woke with on my lips as you sailed your great ship towards the morning Come on home, the poppies are all grown knee-deep by now Blossoms all have fallen, and the pollen ruins the plow Peonies nod in the breeze and while they wetly bow, with Hydrocephalitic listlessness ants mop up-a their brow And everything with wings is restless, aimless, drunk and dour The butterflies and birds collide at hot, ungodly hours And my clay-colored motherlessness rangily reclines Come on home, now! All my bones are dolorous with vines Pa pointed out to me, for the hundredth time tonight The way the ladle leads to a dirt-red bullet of light Squint skyward and listen - Loving him, we move within his borders: Just asterisms in the stars' set order We could stand for a century Starin' With our heads cocked In the broad daylight at this thing Joy Landlocked In bodies that don't keep Dumbstruck with the sweetness of being Till we don't be Told; take this Eat this Told, the meteorite is the source of the light And the meteor's just what we see And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee And the meteorite's just what causes the light And the meteor's how it's perceived And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee 071108 ... silentbob Down in the green hay Where monkey and bear usually lay They woke from a stable-boy's cry He said; someone come quick! The horses got loose, got grass-sick! They'll founder! Fain, they'll die What is now known by the sorrel and the roan? By the chestnut, and the bay, and the gelding grey? It is: stay by the gate you are given And remain in your place, for your season And had the overfed dead but listened To that high-fence, horse-sense, wisdom... Did you hear that, Bear? Said monkey We'll get out of here, fair and square They've left the gate open wide! So My bride Here is my hand, where is your paw? Try and understand my plan, Ursala My heart is a furnace [Monkey And Bear Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/] Full of love that's just, and earnest Now; you know that we must unlearn this Allegiance to a life of service And no longer answer to that heartless Hay-monger, nor be his accomplice (that charlatan, with artless hustling!) But; Ursala, we've got to eat something And earn our keep, while still within The borders of the land that man has girded (all double-bolted and tight-fisted!) Until we reach the open country A-steeped in milk and honey Will you keep your fancy clothes on, for me? Can you bear a little longer to wear that leash? My love, I swear by the air I breathe: Sooner or later, you'll bare your teeth But for now, just dance, darling C'mon, will you dance, my darling? Darling, there's a place for us Can we go, before I turn to dust? Oh my darling, there's a place for us Oh darling C'mon will you dance, my darling? Oh, the hills are groaning with excess Like a table ceaselessly being set Oh my darling, we will get there yet They trooped past the guards, Past the coops, and the fields, and the farmyards All night, till finally: The space they gained grew Much farther than the stone that bear threw To mark where they'd stop for tea But walk a little faster And don't look backwards Your feast is to the East, which lies a little past the pasture When the blackbirds hear tea whistling, they rise and clap And their applause caws the kettle black And we can't have none of that! Move along, Bear; there, there; that’s that Though cast in plaster Our Ursala's heart beat faster Than monkey's ever will But still; They have got to pay the bills Hadn't they? That is what the monkey'd say So, with the courage of a clown, or a cur Or a kite, jerking tight at its tether In her dun-brown gown of fur And her jerkin' of swansdown and leather Bear would sway on her hind legs; The organ would grind dregs of song, for the pleasure Of the children, who'd shriek Throwing coins at her feet Then recoiling in terror Sing, dance, darling C'mon, will you dance, my darling? Oh darling, there's a place for us Can we go, before I turn to dust? Oh my darling, there’s a place for us Oh darling C'mon, will you dance, my darling? You keep your eyes fixed on the highest hill Where you'll ever-after eat your fill Oh my darling, dear, mine If you dance Dance, darling, and I love you still Deep in the night Shone a weak and miserly light Where the monkey shouldered his lamp Someone had told him The bear had been wandering A fair piece away from where they were camped Someone had told him The bear'd been sneaking away To the seaside caverns, to bathe And the thought troubled the monkey For he was afraid of spelunking down in those caves Also afraid what the village people would say If they saw the bear in that state; Lolling and splashing obscenely Well, it seemed irrational, really; washing that face Washing that matted and flea-bit pelt In some sea-spit-shine, old kelp dripping with brine But monkey just laughed, and he muttered; When she comes back, Ursala will be bursting with pride Till I jump up! Saying: you've been rolling in muck! Saying: you smell of garbage and grime! But far out Far out By now By now Far out, by now, Bear ploughed 'Cause she would not drown: First the outside-legs of the bear Up and fell down, in the water, like knobby garters Then the outside-arms of the bear Fell off, as easy as if sloughed from boiled tomatoes Low'red in a genteel curtsy Bear shed the mantle of her diluvian shoulders; And, with a sigh, She allowed the burden of belly to drop like an apron full of boulders If you could hold up her threadbare Coat to the light where it's worn translucent in places You'd see spots where Almost every night of the year Bear had been mending suspending that baseness Now her coat drags through the water Bagging, with a life's-worth of hunger, limitless minnows; In the magnetic embrace Balletic and glacial of Bear's insatiable shadow; Left there! Left there! When Bear left Bear Left there! Left there! When Bear stepped clear of Bear Sooner or later you'll bury your teeth 071108 ... silentbob From the top of the flight Of the wide, white stairs Through the rest of my life Do you wait for me there? There's a bell in my ears There's a wide white roar Drop a bell down the stairs Hear it fall forevermore Drop a bell off of the dock Blot it out in the sea Drowning mute as a rock; Sounding mutiny There's a light in the wings Hits this system of strings From the side while they swing; See the wires, the wires, the wires And the articulation In our elbows and knees Makes us buckle as we couple in endless increase As the audience admires And the little white dove Made with love, made with love: Made with glue, and a glove, and some pliers Swings a low sickle arc From its perch in the dark Settle down Settle down my desire And the moment I slept I was swept up in a terrible tremor Though no longer bereft, how I shook and I couldn't remember Then the furthermost shake drove a murdering stake in And cleft me right down through my center And I shouldn't say so, but I know that it was then, or never Push me back into a tree Bind my buttons with salt Fill my long ears with bees Praying: please, please, please, Love, you ought not! No you ought not! Then the system of strings tugs on the tip of my wings (cut from cardboard and old magazines) Makes me warble and rise like a sparrow And in the place where I stood, there is a circle of wood A cord or two, which you chop and you stack in your barrow It is terribly good to carry water and chop wood Streaked with soot, heavy booted and wild-eyed; As I crash through the rafters And the ropes and pulleys trail after And the holiest belfry burns sky-high Then the slow lip of fire moves across the prairie with precision While, somewhere, with your pliers and glue you make your first incision And in a moment of almost-unbearable vision Doubled over with the hunger of lions 'Hold me close', cooed the dove Who was stuffed, now, with sawdust and diamonds I wanted to say: why the long face? Sparrow, perch and play songs of long face Burro, buck and bray songs of long face! Sing: I will swallow your sadness and eat your cold clay Just to lift your long face And though it may be madness, I will take to the grave Your precious longface And though our bones they may break, and our souls separate - why the long face? And though our bodies recoil from the grip of the soil - why the long face? In the trough of the waves Which are pawing like dogs Pitch we, pale-faced and grave, As I write in my log Then I hear a noise from the hull Seven days out to sea And it is the damnable bell! And it tolls - well, I believe, that it tolls - for me! It tolls for me! Though my wrists and my waist seemed so easy to break Still, my dear, I would have walked you to the very edge of the water And they will recognise all the lines of your face In the face of the daughter of the daughter of my daughter Darling, we will be fine, but what was yours and mine Appears to be a sandcastle that the gibbering wave takes But if it's all just the same, then will you say my name: Say my name in the morning, so I know when the wave breaks? I wasn't born of a whistle or milked from a thistle at twilight No, I was all horns and thorns, sprung out fully formed, knock-kneed and upright So: enough of this terror We deserve to know light And grow evermore lighter and lighter You would have seen me through But I could not undo that desire Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh desire Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh desire Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh desire From the top of the flight Of the wide, white stairs Through the rest of my life Do you wait for me there 071108 ... silentbob And there was a booming above you That night, black airplanes flew over the sea And they were lowing and shifting like Beached whales Shelled snails As you strained and you squinted to see The retreat of their hairless and blind cavalry You froze in your sand shoal Prayed for your poor soul Sky was a bread roll, soaking in a milk-bowl And when the bread broke, fell in bricks of wet smoke My sleeping heart woke, and my waking heart spoke Then there was a silence you took to mean something: Mean, run, sing For alive you will evermore be And the plague of the greasy black engines a-skulkin' Has gone east While you're left to explain them to me Released from their hairless and blind cavalry With your hands in your pockets, stubbily running To where I'm unfresh, undressed and yawning Well, what is this craziness? This crazy talking? You caught some small death when you were sleepwalking It was a dark dream, darlin', it's over The firebreather is beneath the clover Beneath his breathing there is cold clay, forever A toothless hound-dog choking on a feather But I took my fishingpole (fearing your fever) Down to the swimminghole, where there grows bitter herb That blooms but one day a year by the riverside - i'd bring it here: Apply it gently To the love you've lent me While the river was twisting and braiding, the bait bobbed And the string sobbed, as it cut through the hustling breeze And I watched how the water was kneading so neatly Gone treacly Nearly slowed to a stop in this heat - frenzy coiling flush along the muscles beneath Press on me: we are restless things Webs of seaweed are swaddling You call upon the dusk Of the musk of a squid Shot full of ink, until you sink into your crib Rowing along, among the reeds, among the rushes I heard your song, before my heart had time to hush it! Smell of a stone fruit being cut and being opened Smell of a low and of a lazy cinder smoking And when the fire moves away Fire moves away, son Why would you say I was the last one? Scrape your knee; it is only skin Makes the sound of violins When you cut my hair, and leave the birds the trimmings I am the happiest woman among all women And the shallow Water Stretches as far as I can see Knee-deep, trudging along A seagull weeps; "so long" I'm humming a threshing song Until the night is over Hold on! Hold on! Hold your horses back from the fickle dawn I have got some business out at the edge of town Candy weighing both of my pockets down 'Til I can hardly stay afloat, from the weight of them (and knowing how the common-folk condemn What it is I do, to you, to keep you warm Being a woman, being a woman) But always up the mountainside you're clambering Groping blindly, hungry for anything: Picking through your pocket linings - well, what is this? Scrap of sassafras, eh sisyphus? I see the blossoms broke and wet after the rain Little sister, he will be back again I have washed a thousand spiders down the drain Spiders ghosts hang soaked and dangelin' Silently from all the blooming cherry trees In tiny nooses, safe from everyone - nothing but a nuisance; gone now, dead and done Be a woman, be a woman! Though we felt the spray of the waves We decided to stay till the tide rose too far We weren't afraid, cause we know what you are And you know that we know what you are Awful atoll O, incalculable indiscreetness and sorrow! Bawl, bellow: Sibyl sea-cow, all done up in a bow Toddle and roll; Teeth an impalpable bit of leather While yarrow, heather and hollyhock Awkwardly molt along the shore Are you mine? My heart? Mine anymore? Stay with me for awhile That's an awfully real gun I know life will lay you down As the lightning has lately done Failing this, failing this, Follow me, my sweetest friend To see what you anointed in pointing your gun there Lay it down! Nice and slow! There is nowhere to go, save up Up where the light, undiluted, is weaving in a drunk dream At the sight of my baby, out back: Back on the patio watching the bats bring night in - while, elsewhere, estuaries of wax-white Wend, endlessly, towards seashores unmapped Last week our picture window produced a half-word Heavy and hollow, hit by a brown bird We stood and watched her gape like a rattlesnake And pant and labour over every intake I said a sort of prayer for some sort of rare grace Then thought I ought to take her to a higher place Said: "dog nor vulture nor cat shall toy with you And though you die, bird, you will have a fine view" Then in my hot hand She slumped her sick weight We tramped through the poison oak Heartbroke and inchoate The dogs were snapping So you cuffed their collars While I climbed the tree-house Then how I hollered! Cause she'd lain, as still as a stone, in my palm, for a lifetime or two Then, saw the treetops, cocked her head and up and flew (while, back in the world that moves, often According to the hoarding of these clues Dogs still run roughly around Little tufts of finch-down) The cities we passed were a flickering wasteland But his hand in my hand made them hale and harmless While down in the lowlands the crops are all coming; We have everything Life is thundering blissful towards death In a stampede of his fumbling green gentleness You stopped by, I was all alive In my doorway, we shucked and jived And when you wept, I was gone: See, I got gone when I got wise But I can't with certainty say we survived Then down, and down And down, and down And down, and deeper Stoke without sound The blameless flames You endless sleeper Through fire below, and fire above, and fire within Sleeped through the things that couldn't have been if you hadn't have been And when the fire moves away Fire moves away, son Why would you say I was the last one? All my bones they are gone, gone, gone Take my bones, I don't need none Cold, cold cupboard, lord, nothing to chew on! Suck all day on a cherry stone Dig a little hole, not three inches round Spit your pit in the hole in the ground Weep upon the spot for the starving of me! Till up grow a fine young cherry tree Well when the bough breaks, what'll you make for me? A little willow cabin to rest on your knee What'll I do with a trinket such as this? Think of your woman, who's gone to the west But I'm starving and freezing in my measly old bed! Then i'll crawl across the salt flats to stroke your sweet head Come across the desert with no shoes on! I love you truly, or I love no-one Fire Moves Away Fire moves away, son Why would you say I was the last one? Clear the room! There's a fire, a fire, a fire Get going, and I'm going to be right behind you And if the love of a woman or two, dear, Couldn't move you to such heights, then all I can do Is do, my darling, right by you 071108 ... silentbob When you ate i saw your eyelashes Saw them shake like wind on rushes In the corn field when she called me Moths surround me - thought they'd drown me And i miss your precious heart And i miss your precious heart Can you hear me, will you listen milkymoon Don't go near me, don't go missing In the lissome light of evenin' Help me, cosmia - i'm grievin' Dry rose petals, red round circles Frame your eyes, and stain your knuckles Dry rose petals, red round circles Frame your eyes, and stain your knuckles And all those lonely nights down by the river Brought me bread and water, water in But though i tried so hard my little darling I couldn't keep the night from comin' in And all those lonely nights down by the river Brought me bread and water, kith and kin But in the quiet hour when i am sleepin' I couldn't keep the night from comin' in Why you gone away Gone away again I'll sleep through the rest of the day If you're gone away again I'll sleep through the rest of the day Sleep through the rest of the day Sleep through the rest of the day Why've you gone away, away Seven suns, seven suns Away, away, away, away Can you hear me, will you listen Don't come near me, don't go missin' In the lissome light of evenin' Help me cosmia, i'm grievin' And all those lonely nights down by the river Brought me bread and water, water in But though i tried so hard my little darlin' I couldn't keep the night from comin' in And all those lonely nights down by the river Brought me bread and water, kith and kin But in the quiet hour when i am sleeping I couldn't keep the night from comin' in Beneath the porch light we've all been circlin' Beat our duck's hearts, singe our flower wings But in the corner, somethin's happenin' Wild cosmia - what have you seen? Water wet her limbs, fire warms her hair [water were her limbs, fire was her hair] See the moonlight caught her eye And she rose through the air Well if you see true light, then this is my prayer, oh; Will you call me when you get there? And i miss your precious heart And i miss your precious heart And i miss your precious heart And i miss your precious heart But release your precious heart To its feast, oh precious heart milkymoon 071108 ... silentbob When you ate i saw your eyelashes Saw them shake like wind on rushes In the corn field when she called me Moths surround me - thought they'd drown me And i miss your precious heart And i miss your precious heart Can you hear me, will you listen milkymoon Don't go near me, don't go missing In the lissome light of evenin' Help me, cosmia - i'm grievin' Dry rose petals, red round circles Frame your eyes, and stain your knuckles Dry rose petals, red round circles Frame your eyes, and stain your knuckles And all those lonely nights down by the river Brought me bread and water, water in But though i tried so hard my little darling I couldn't keep the night from comin' in And all those lonely nights down by the river Brought me bread and water, kith and kin But in the quiet hour when i am sleepin' I couldn't keep the night from comin' in Why you gone away Gone away again I'll sleep through the rest of the day If you're gone away again I'll sleep through the rest of the day Sleep through the rest of the day Sleep through the rest of the day Why've you gone away, away Seven suns, seven suns Away, away, away, away Can you hear me, will you listen Don't come near me, don't go missin' In the lissome light of evenin' Help me cosmia, i'm grievin' And all those lonely nights down by the river Brought me bread and water, water in But though i tried so hard my little darlin' I couldn't keep the night from comin' in And all those lonely nights down by the river Brought me bread and water, kith and kin But in the quiet hour when i am sleeping I couldn't keep the night from comin' in Beneath the porch light we've all been circlin' Beat our duck's hearts, singe our flower wings But in the corner, somethin's happenin' Wild cosmia - what have you seen? Water wet her limbs, fire warms her hair [water were her limbs, fire was her hair] See the moonlight caught her eye And she rose through the air Well if you see true light, then this is my prayer, oh; Will you call me when you get there? And i miss your precious heart And i miss your precious heart And i miss your precious heart And i miss your precious heart But release your precious heart To its feast, oh precious heart milkymoon 071108 ... Casey One of my favorite places to look on Wikipedia http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mythical_place 071125 ... Ouroboros greatest album of all time, ever. these lyrics are swimming through my head most days 100501 what's it to you? who go blather from