Death is Sharper Than a Thorn, Wearing, dangling, harmonicas and playing gay guitars I see it in your eyes and humble corners of your smile Dancing to space tunes and pointing at the sky smoking enough to get high The busker asking why does the street bum compromise to live somebody’s lonesome lie? The hobo that kicked my painting found forgiveness before he died Death is Sharper Than a Thorn, Death is Sharper Than a Thorn Universal mother that cradles many moons of her lifetime Blowing up children’s balloons and flocking to the nest turning the karmic wheel Raising children in the thunderstorms of these modern times Flashing lightening of a soulless modernity punching someone out to get dignity Boulder county blues, nothing she needs, baby told her dolly a story Reverence for her cravings and a crystal for a door stop Finding it in the sex shop, understanding life’s workshop Human decency in this life process with mindful products of death All human beings together in this present moment in this time Hurting while the world is still turning suffering in our minds Death is Sharper Than a Thorn Universal mother that cradles many moons of her lifetime Blowing up children’s balloons and flocking to the nest turning the karmic wheel Raising children in the thunderstorms of these modern times Flashing lightening of a soulless modernity punching someone out to get dignity Reverence for her cravings and a crystal for a door stop Finding it in the sex shop, understanding life’s workshop Human decency in this life process with mindful products of death All human beings together in this present moment in this time Men and women living love tales of fairytale romantic glories These days people say, “no worries” and “perfect” and that is their story She played the piano and sang her truth, grown reliving her youth Old Husbands, Lovers, and men of promise, art and life, not art and men Hurting while the world is still turning suffering in our minds Human decency in this life process with mindful products of death All human beings together in this present moment in this time Hurting while the world is still turning suffering in our minds Death is Sharper Than a Thorn Death is Sharper Than a Thorn
