Friday Morning Everywhere

by Phil Hargreaves & Glenn Weyant

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Do Not Sing 05:22
Do not sing Do not sing to me Yes, my window is open But it is to admit the cool night air Not your lying songs of love. Your voice is firm and not unattractive Your horse is strong between your legs But my father sleeps with a gun at his side. Would you sing in daylight, without your dishonest friend, the moon? Would you face my father's gun, should he awake? I thought not. So, if I listen at my window, It is for the gentle breeze, and for the song alone.
A Door is Open A door is open A door that should have been closed Yesterday, in daylight, you were safe Today there is an open door. To the superficial eye, nothing has changed Objects hold their positions And the door - the door can be closed again. But in reality, the night has flowed in and around them And nothing can ever be quite the same again.
Dudu 05:25
Sorry 03:57
I am sitting on the bus and listening to her apologise. I do not know who she is, but she is sorry. Sorry, she says. Sorry. Sorry.
And is that all you can do? Sing? The world has more pressing needs, And more than enough songs already. Do your songs feed the hungry? Is injustice corrected thereby? In an economy of dreams, you mistake songs for a viable currency. If we could eat songs, you would be forgiven. As it is, you might just as well leave the air undisturbed. ---------------------- Sometimes, yes, all I can do is sing. Only the dead leave the air undisturbed. A world without songs would collapse, rotten, into itself. In the face of corruption, of crime described as virtue As the loathsome ascend the throne At least I have my song To proclaim that hope survives.
He Did 04:09
Summer Again 04:27
Are you sad? Sad at the ending of Summer? If you are still, if you sit here long enough, It will be Summer again. Grass will cover your feet Bindweed will enfold your body You can watch the snow melt and the bulbs flower. And yes, at last, the sun will shine. On brown, bare legs as they enjoy Summer For the first time. Fresh-minted for them.
OILAL 04:22
- When did the War start? Do you need to ask? You have always know us? That should tell you what you need to know. -What is the currency of War? We will use whatever is there. It was inevitable that one day we would use geometry. - Are there casualties? Of course there are casualties. The War will discard those it cannot use. -What of Peace? The enemy is implacable and ubiquitous. Understand this earlier, and your life will improve. - Who are the enemy? This you do not need to know. Merely ensure that you do not become one of them. - What can I do? You can no longer go to war. If the War does not need you, be grateful that it is there. When the War has need of you, you will be told.
I Will Move 02:25
We are lying in a graveyard Caressed by the sun, the quick among the dead. The whole world becomes still And turns until we are at its centre. Soon I will move, and spoil the moment.


released January 4, 2007


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