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letra de never trade these days - frank orrall

[verse 1]
sl!cked down angel’s street
snow and brown branches
tree limbs ladened with love’s abundant
and a world’s redundant
ever flowing lotion of
memories with out solvent
like an opaque ocean
of so many lifetimes lived in one skin
a blend of happenstance
decisions and actions
sacred geometry in a tree leaf
a conch sh-ll in a cornucopia
a possum paw and the hand of man
a muscle and a l-b–
this rhythm is longer than all our lives
and this moment burns
but really means nothing in the long run
i let it take me like a river runs into the sea
likе color through a maple angel leaf
thе pain of my aging goes with out saying
that i would miss all this
and in fact don’t understand it
but love to see how it evolves and rolls
and how my life seems to unfold
ever changing, rearranging
weaving and wandering
f-cking up and squandering
drunken and pondering
knowing only of my life’s longing
to live it all and love it all
before my life’s fall from my will to live at all
into the winter of my reenactment
of every moment i ever held onto
every joy that ever got me through
the onslaught of my involvement
with this world and its ways, no
i would never trade these days
i would never trade these days
i would never trade these days
[verse 2]
birds wing knifing night
she softly closing up behind it
moon spreading milk on black water
curtains drawn over m-ffled lover windows
tree’s leaves casting blankets of shadows
on starlight cream and molasses streets
clocks ticking diligence goes unnoticed
persistent little f-cker
yeah, i’m glad to not have its job

[verse 3]
the smell of rain in my memory
a thunder clap in the palm of my hand
the earth is oozing dew from deep inside
and the fireflies are turning in the summer sky
it’s a night like this
where secrets get revealed
someone’s gonna lose their peace of mind tonight

[verse 4]
ain’t it just like gravity to hold you close to her?
holding on like a lover she gave birth to
wings like mercury
with a roof of stars we can’t reach and hardly see
but imagination is a wondrous thing
icarus still got higher than all the human beings
but mass knows to keep you close
all truth flows from the earth
[verse 5]
tucked in the folds of the origami infinite lotus
of life’s time continuum
creation’s little details
more wondrous than the sp-ce shuttle
quietly superimpose upon each other
forming three-dimensional layers of petals
out folding onward
transparent in our hustling din
we’re living with the question without an answer, man
that’s the first thing you gotta get used to
“i don’t have enough fire to put out all that water”
if it feels good, do it
if it doesn’t, don’t

[verse 6]
threadbare and high on life
leaving a transparent rubber tire track trail across the american map
a summer moon’s reflection in a night-blackened pool
it all starts with love—
this is the beginning

[chorus]
“our obsession with angels
is our obsession with ourselves
every angel all of us
inside our skin are wings
divinity in a tree leaf
and in every living thing”
[verse 7]
like silt in the bottom of a bottle of wine
every husk tells the story of an entire lifetime
distilled in all our senses is the essence of our being
yeah man, religion isn’t supple enough
to bend like the limbs of trees

[verse 8]
i just can’t seem to hold it any more
there’s just too many pieces and they’re tumbling to the floor
my is filled up with more threads than i can follow
so much years
so much joy and sorrow
my mind’s filled with things i can’t keep
so much crop and some are going fallow
too much field and not enough plow for me to follow
when you get my age you start to prioritize
knowing you can’t realize all the dreams you got stored up inside
life used to seem so simple—
like we had so much time
now i’m watching a generation fall
we all gonna fall like dominoes, man
pinned down crimson
sea worn and forlorn
following the flow of the ancient undertow
rolling ever onward—
now my time is waning
i felt that first hit today
like i have lived more days than i have left
time is moving faster
than the endless grand chasm that my childhood summers felt like
in the slow motion clock of my youth
i’ve seen the edge of the downward slope into middle age
and i don’t want to relent to it
who could hold the bowl big enough
to hold all that life would spill?
whose mouth not overflow?
i been down so many roads
did i lose my way?

[chorus]
i been down so many roads
did i lose my way?
i guess i followed my heart
did it lead me astray?
when i look back upon my life
so many lifetimes, it seems to me
how many lives can one man lead?

[outro]
feels like i’m doing battle with something the consistency of a ghost

- frank orrall

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