One Of These Mornings
lost in the tall grass
a place so quiet
it's as if I were never born
the clouds are leaving
beneath the setting sun
watch out for her
she can give you dreams
she didn't know I saw her
kneeling by the water
her mother always fought her
didn't love her daughter
she didn't know I saw her
waiting by the river
I wish her gone
so I can want her back
she is my laugh
I am her laughter
I am her face
and she is mine
I want to join her
but I cannot move
now together
I cannot lose
Quiet
I am heading for a time of quiet
When my restlessness is past
And I can lie down on my blanket
And release my fists at last
I am heading for a time of solitude
Of peace without illusions
When the perfect circle
Marries all beginnings and conclusions
And when they say
That you’re not good enough
Well the answer is
You’re not
But who are they
Or what is it
That eats at what you’ve got
With the hunger of ambition
For the change inside the purse
They are handcuffs on the soul, my friends
Handcuffs on the soul
And worse
I am heading for a place of quiet
Where the sage and sweetgrass grow
By a lake of sacred water
From the mountain’s melted snow