Colorless Green Ideas

Today I saw a pale blue dot from Voyager It was photograph taken about 1990 in December The picture was of a planet with which we've all become familiar And even though it was small barely visible It was beautiful A bright pale blue dot for you for me Always I picture the Voyager spacecraft alone in the dark Listening to the Beach Boys and dreaming of a naked cowgirl Floating across the ceiling Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?

My eyes are weak the light brings endless transition shadows and puppies spin in the distance I cannot see if the world before me is real There is no measure no sense of distance You can be close or far I reach to your memory and my hand touches thin air My heart fades each beat measured accounted One day my heart will stop and play its final beat One day I will go beyond the things I cannot see I suspect even though I do not know that day Will be a day where I can be still The people that have never been able to look me in the eye Will stare as do all It might be a cool gray day or heat and sunshine I am sure they will say that darkness follows night But I will see a flash of light and move in silence beyond all horizon Until then If it's okay with you The remote control is mine.

It is not so difficult to imagine that a man can talk to shadows Foras he nodded nearly napping when silently there came a tapping gently as if a rapping rapping upon his chamber door Edgar Allen Poe and a black raven had a conversation about a woman named Lenore It's not hard to understand that a man can fall into an event horizon defined by a woman carried by her form her shape and smell We have all been to Paris at some point and remember recent or far distant the sound and feel of places that are alive We can all belong to something greater than ourselves It doesn't have to be anything that makes sense A soldier carries a picture of his sweetheart into war A man who lost his female dog calls the new boy pup her A priest kisses the statue of the blessed mother A man caresses the metal of his beautiful old car The assassin polishes his thirty odd six The doctor remembers the names of the kids he delivered fifty years ago All of us kn...

I was bruised and battered, I couldn't tell what I felt. I was unrecognizable to myself. I saw my reflection in a window, I didn't know my own face. Oh brother are you gonna leave me wastin' away On the Streets of Philadelphia. I walked the avenue, 'til my legs felt like stone, I heard the voices of friends vanished and gone, At night I could hear the blood in my veins, Black and whispering as the rain, On the Streets of Philadelphia. Ain't no angel gonna greet me. It's just you and I my friend. My clothes don't fit me no more, I walked a thousand miles Just to slip this skin. The night has fallen, I'm lyin' awake, I can feel myself fading away, So receive me brother with your faithless kiss, Or will we leave each other alone like this On the Streets of Philadelphia