Into the underworld
There we met the special ones
Our spirit animals
Into the underworld
There we met the special ones
Our spirit animals
Jack Stafford's song library.
So that we might come to know each other better in the lull
Between the air raid sirens and I asked her in for tea and then we
Smiled there in the rubble of what used to be my home
And sang the only song that really stands up
To the mess that men will make
When they are finished being sweet and gentle boys
And then they rise up from the ashes of their innocence
To break the world and then we all sing:
God is a comedian playing to an audience that is too afraid to laugh
In Memphis Tennessee there is a window in a basement
Shining green tornado skies down on a bunkbed and a bookshelf
And the girl who’s down there hiding from her high school full of zombies
While her grandpa’s on the back porch smoking weed and watching
All the skinny squirrels that chase each other up and down the scraggy maples
And if he would only tell her of the lover that he jilted
Then the two of them would understand that they are
Roughly the same person and sing
God is a comedian playing to an audience that is too afraid to laugh
Have you ever been so wretched that you sat there with your oatmeal
And your coffee in a Starbucks and you cried alone in public
And then noticed every soul around you humming like an orchestra
Just warming up and then there was the hush before the first note
God is a comedian playing to an audience that is too afraid to laugh
I know i am strong With peace by my side The story is power Will truth out in time? This one's for all The shame in our lives I need you to call me by my name I need you to let me be my way The story is power With peace by my side I know I am strong I know i'm alive Time and again Building a bridge Change happens when they hear what we did Build with the pen Building with stone Building with fire Building with bone Burdens are ugly The burden is real I know I am strong I know I will heal I know what I know Change happens this way We work from within It ripples away It ripples away We work from within We all gotta live If you felt under-loved And you're at the edge Call your nephew and niece By the name that they choose Be a sensitive man Put your skill to good use Go write a good book Go write a new song Go practice your love With everyone Make it all real Make it yourself Because you are here And you're nobody else This one's for all The love in your heart I know you are strong As I fall apart' This one's for all With peace by their side With peace in their heart And peace on their mind
Dr Harries I’d invite you to
Hear a song for you that I’ll sing
Though for real I’m shaking in my shoes
At the thought of you listening
Illuminating strands unseen
You helped to open up my mind
And ruminating on everything
You changed the way I look at life
Dr Harries you’re too cool for school
Letting us consume snacks and wine
As you deftly guide us through and through
Concepts fated to blow our minds
A timeless goat song, a rite of spring
At once the sacred and profane
And in the threshold nothing
Can ever truly be the same
Dr Harries I’m inspired by you
All the things you do to make us see
Just how real this life can be in truth
Makes me glad it’s them, and not me
Svavar Knútur / Jack Stafford
For Neil and Sarah
VERSE
In a cupboard by the larder
I found an ancient book
With recipes and stories
And lots of things to cook
So meet me in the kitchen
We’ll brew some nettle tea
Then put on silly aprons
And get busy, you and me.
CHORUS
I’ll meet you in the kitchen
I’ll meet you where you are
We’ll bake something together
Why stop now, we’ve come this far?
VERSE
We’ll start with preparations
And gather what we need.
Once all is on the table,
We’re ready to proceed
A bucket of acceptance
Warmed up by the brew
Sprinkle it with humour
It’s the start of something new
CHORUS
VERSE
So, easy on the ego
In fact, just let it be
It does nothing for the flavour
Replace with empathy
Mix up and let it simmer,
Don’t burn and don’t reduce
A heart, all charred and scolded
Is not of any use
CHORUS
OUTRO:
It’s a journey of perfection
The culinary art
Of baking a confection
To heal the human heart
We grew up on a dead end street out on the edge of town
We didn’t have much land to call our own
We had big dreams of the mountains and tall pines
We needed those wild places we could feel it in our bones
Every weekend Dad would take us to the forest to roam around
We learned to hunt and fish just like he had planned
It was as much a part of us as that house that’s we called home
I thank god every time I step on public land
Those hills were like a classroom they taught me all I know
It wasn’t hard for me to understand
Leave it better than you found it cause we only get one chance
We have to be good stewards of the land
Every weekend Dad would take us to the forest to roam around
We learned to hunt and fish just like he had planned
It was as much a part of us as that house that’s we called home
I thank god every time I step on public land
(verse - G / C / Bb / F / Gm / G)
Trust your gut and it will tell you
"Put your love in the ground"
Make amends with inside friends
Help them to feel at home
Galileo
Galileo
Galileo - with a microscope
Wobbling on the pottery wheel
Microbiome from Ma & Pa
Lord of the Flies meets Silent Spring
I'll be glad to wake from this Piscean dream
Galileo
Galileo
Galileo - with a microscope
Tuned in by choice
Had I not been in pain
Would I choose the same?
Dr. Natasha
The worlds that you found
When you looked around
The Universe inside us
Dr. Natasha Campbell-McBride
I've got your yellow book