Big Constellation - Poi Dog Pondering

It's tricky when you feel someone has done something on your behalf It's slippery when your sense of justice murmurs underneath and is asking you, How am I going to make it right? How am I going to make it right? With a palm full of stars I throw them like dice, repeatedly On the table, repeatedly I shake them like dice And throw them on the table, repeatedly Until the desired constellation appears. How am I going to make it right? How am I going to make it right? How am I going to make it right? And did you hear, how am I going to make it right? How am I going to make it right? How am I going to make it right? How am I going to make it right? A fit memory.

I can see the sunlight Even at midnight Bouncing off the moon in your baby blues It's lighting up your eyes Making me realize All the stars in the sky got nothing on you Cuz I'm a lucky man Got myself a constellation A little piece of heaven in my arms And I've got to say amen I guess God sent me an Angel Cuz he knew I needed saving from the dark Lights up the room And my heart In every situation She's my blue eyed constellation I've seen some hard times Mountains I can't climb I prayed prayers I swear didn't make it through But from where I'm standing I finally understand it That the answer to my prayers has always been you And I'm a lucky man Got myself a constellation A little piece of heaven in my arms And I've got to say amen I guess God sent me an Angel Cuz he knew I needed saving from the dark Lights up the room And my heart In every situation She's my blue eyed constellation And I read about how sailors Use the stars to find direction That's the way your loving leads me home And I've heard about how God Can send an Angel for protection He knew I couldn't be left on my own So I'm a lucky man Got myself a constellation A little piece of heaven in my arms And I've got to say amen I guess God sent me an Angel Cuz he knew I needed saving from the dark Lights up the room And my heart In every situation She's my blue eyed constellation

Hey! Hey! Hey! Slippy side, Side-Side-Side go to go A long time gone and a long time past So soon so soon -- Lack Luster Lack Luster How can I muster The faith That I need to see The Things I need to see -- On again off again Bronco Try to hold on to the ribs Of the situation at hand. A long time gone and a long time past, Since I felt That Things were within my grasp. . . Wheel roll round Round, round, round -- hear that Sound. Leaning longingly against The window, Falling forlorn to the ground, ground, ground. . . When I wonder, when I whistle, When I'm wandering Through The Thistles When I'm tangled up in Bristles Hey! hey! hey! Beautifully Pained like an angel in purgatory -- Wrapped up and exhaulted -- Immaculate in melancholy -- She (sea) sure (shore) Rose and The sand fell Through her hands Grain after grain after grain! "In the Beginning was The Myth" Chapter one starts like this. . ., "Blank and Calm, and full of expectancy." (Herman Hess' "peter Caminziad") I'm standing exactly where I'm Supposed to be. . . Twisting and Tumbling, not Standing or fumbling.

Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Complicated, it's alright Complicated, yeah it's alright Well, sorrow is an angel that Comes to you in blue light Then shows you what is wrong with you To see if you'll set it right And I've screwed up so many times in my life Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Complicated, it's alright Complicated, yeah it's alright Until something or someone helps me get it right Or hits me over the head, locks me up and says good night I can't stand to see myself go through the motions That brings me back into these same old set of motions Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time I have to get free with it I have to get free with it I have to get free with it I have to get free with it Sometimes I just get so afraid of life I'm not afraid of death I'm scared of going through this thing twice Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time (Wooh hoo) Wanna get right this time (Hoo hoo) Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time (Wooh hoo) Wanna get right this time (Hoo hoo) Wanna get right this time Wanna get right this time (I have to get free with it) Tell me (I have to get free with it) Tell me (I have to get free with it) Tell me (I have to get free with it) Tell me Complicated, it's alright

----------- ------ I know you're bitter, but why? Don't you know that two wrongs don't make a right? It's not that simple But everybody's trying to figure it out I feel so detached today, I don't konw It's not that simple, It's not that simple It's all that we can do to try and work it on out.

Say that you'll be The one Drowning in my heart, to be Drowning in your arms, (take me) *3 summers heat, tangled up In sheets (take me) (* Susan Gave me that line) I'm as steady as a sea saw, And as longing as the wind, Visions of you come so filling I swoon -- so far And distant and under the same Moon, all I ask is you to Take Me Under the strength of your Words my heart is carried By a hundred birds (Take me) Into death I do seep, into The arms of your hearts Sleep (take me) Breathing as you where, Lying on The floor Take Me Take Me.

---- -- ---- A lifetime of accomplishments of which the dirt knows none, Only in death can one truly return Return the carrots, the apples and potatoes, The chickens, the cows, the fish and tomatoes. In one glorious swoop, let the deed be done And bury me deep so that I can be one... And all around my muscle and all around my bone, Don't incinerate me or seal me from The dirt which bore me, the bed that which from The rain falls upon and the fruit comes from For the dirt is a blanket, no fiery tomb, No punishment, reward, or pearly white room And you who say that in death we will pay, The dead they can't hear a word that you say Your words are not kind, sober or giving, They only put fear in the hearts of the living So put away your tongues and roll up your sleeves, And pick up your shovel and bury me deep.