Rebecca, rebecca, how does your life go?
Is it colorful?
Is it exciting?
Tell me, is it so?
Are you tired? Are you napping?
Are you happy? Are you dancing?
Can you sing this song for me?
Can you play it in a different key?

My rebecca, My rebecca, how does your life go?
You're always hungry, you always eat, so why dont you grow?
You're shorter than me..
You're thinner than me..
This you must know
Tell me rebecca, how does your life go?

You have two babies, slinky, but not slow
Simon is the leader, Felix, pure snow
And we're sure, yes we're sure, how their life goes
But rebecca, rebecca, how does YOUR life go?

Whenever you're lonely, or just feeling low
Go tell your tony
He wants to know.

Best friends
more than meets the eye
she's small
she's short
gravity issues
lots of chips on her shoulders?
really neatly packed
contents settled during shipping?
i like her that way though
she's got a toughness to her
like she could kick a big bouncer's ass
follow the bow bow bouncing ball
she's da reason yo asses are pointing out all the moo cows to the kiddies
"look at all the cows kids!"
she's da reason the hens can hit their snooze buttons in the A.M.
she's straight from/for the earth baby!
she's da reason the soybeans are up with the roosters
she's got stock in potatoes
but not in razors
BIGFOOT DOES EXIST!
she's the hippie chick, the clove girl, the one yo only get to dream about
the protest girl
standing up for
sitting down for
more things
you knew
people
stood up for
existed
the only one that can use obsceneties to get me excited
AWW YEAH BABY! SHAKE THAT VOCABULARY!
bet you didn't know she was all this
all that
just a little of this and that
with a cream filling
how'd they get that in there??
ooze it all out baby

drunk man
in his stuper
comes tumbling down the street

this old man came rolling home

home, home,
in his refrigerator
where the beer and the cantelope play

I am depression
I am lonlieness
I am everything that is not motivated
I have the biggest heart
Surrounded by the blackest coals
Everything you see
Is everything you dont see
For only I know the road to my soul
It's well hidden
And well laid by fear
If they only knew
No
My thoughts and feelings will not be relieved by their pity
I have a saviour
and it is me

I need to sleep next to an angel
and know that she's safe
I need to caress her skin
and know that she feels me
I need to listen to her
and know that I make a difference
I need to kiss her lips
and know that she wants me
I need to love her
and know that I'm loved
I need to sleep next to an angel
for I am her and she is me

I was small
I was happy
I was safe from the world
I had friends
I had fun
I was a kid.
How can I get back
to
where I want to be

..where I need to be

People I cannot face
People I cannot look in the eyes
The people of everyday life
and the one in the mirror.

I have sat through countless waning moons
Watching the falling stars fade.
and wondering..
am I one of them?

She rains a shower of gold happiness
While the sun is still shining a few rays
But lo, it will halt behind the cloud's breath
Dimming to false night, darkening the day

Northern voices whisper through the valley
Uplifting sap-filled arms of rooted life
Spreading the life blood of nature lovely
Holding close thy droplets of love and strife

Soaking puddles echo out their replies
Dips, waves, rings of their stillness disappear
Her mirrored face clones the gold butterflies
Perched on the poppies, to listen and peer

Painting cloud linings, every crease and fold
Preparing to rain her shower of gold