A Message in June (1976)

Last night a silent wind changed its direction

And a glowing moon was extinguished by an ominous cloud

Memories of the day became an evening reflection

Of a dark landscape blanketed in a blackened shroud

The air became listless and still

And skies were cold and forbidden

The world belonged to another's will

That remained silent, sheltered and hidden

Quiet conversation in a stranger's room

Confirming the mysteries of long before

On the morning of the sixth in early June

Two people discuss a demon's lore

Like a servant's agreement to his king

One listens to his attractive dark friend

His voice like that a seducer would sing

Who has a wonderful message to send 

It speaks of lies that cajole our mind

And dreams of death that soon will come

It's in a dark room two people find

That friendship is a price to pay for some

Morning is observed in the brightness of the sky

One person stands and  then the other exits the room

A short and secret morning is about to die

And with it a slow death envelopes this month of June 

Now together two people must understand

That it is necessary to forget the past

Begin a new life and undivided stand

Among the people a shadow is cast

The Dead Are Impassive (1976)

If you are seduced to floors of gold

By strangers that possess your emotions

Then those that take your precious soul

Can captivate all inner devotions

You have forgotten the morals of life

To be with a lewd spirit of the night

That stabs you in the back with a knife

Ending the survival for which you fight

Then helplessly fall to the demon who awaits you

To gratify his feelings of wantonness forever

And this you cannot resist and undoubtedly do

Or else drown in the tears of a painful river  

Repentance (1977)

A silent snow blankets the ground

Where once you sat in meditative thought

And have you heard a distracting sound

That your unrivaled attention has caught

Or have you let it pass you by

To continue in the way you know is wrong

Teachers who follow soon to die

The era of dismay has been too long

Do you wish to live with the false kings

That garment their countenances with captivation

Jewels and trinkets that only fraud brings

To comfort you and to arouse fascination

And when the time comes to kneel and pray

Beg and ask for the mercy of your soul

To no avail you ask every night and day

Because now it is you that they loathe

But only fools stay where they must not remain

And so make your decision of falsification

That which you must do and state the claim

To fall down below your gods in damnation

An Understanding (1975)

As I walk in lowered motions

Praying to the gods I fear

Living on my patterned devotions

Contradictions are all I hear

Asking forgiveness for what is not wrong

And unable to see anything right

Something evil that is to be prolonged

In totally void and descriptive light

 

Must I bow my head and praise

The god I flatter with my lies

And if his spirit I do raise

Do others raise him to the skies

In his eyes abound enormous captivation

Something too beautiful to understand

And if I am to create a new nation

I must do it under his trusted hand

Perspective View (1977)

Have you seen the person and his friend

Who actually pretend to not be there

And greetings you hold but never send

To show him that you do not care

He has been standing on the wood

That is now dead and will not grow

And looking to where you once stood

Because there is something he must know

Curiosity has enveloped his mind

Holding the secret he will kill you for

And if that secret he should find

Your life is lost in forgotten lore

Let him take your pride and friend's face

And if captivated by what you see

Make the mistake that shall plague your race

Forever and until the end of eternity

Do not look back on what you have done

It is finished and shall never happen again

If you thought the ordeal was a lot of fun

Then there are places you have never been

See it in your own special way

And depict the memories in your mind

To see what they have to say

Maybe a hidden truth you will find

When everything is finished and complete

Walk away and forget all that touched you

The finger of evil has made its retreat

Now look at life from a perspective view 

As We Fall (1977)

Some days when colorless clouds cross the sky

And desperate people run to a protective place

Because some unwanted people threaten their lives

Country by country fall to this elusive race

Let us run and let us fly

We secret people can do it all

Clouds of dust drop rains that cry

Helpless to the forecasters call

And when that rain does reach the earth

Flooding rivers that flow towards death

Then shall the new that come to birth

Take and use our last needed breath

Shall we allow them to live or die

And take the consequences that come

With strange seductive secrets that lie

A final refuge to that which we run

It's hopeless to find nowhere to go

When so many places are safe no more

Can we find safety in valleys so low

None can protect our secret of war

For now we live a lie

That has no meaning at all

So now we must all die

And let our kingdom fall

Into isolation fruitless at our will

Decaying bodies lay wasted to dust

We have lost and they must kill

What now is left to rust

Some story told to those who cry

And wonderment across the sea

Strange follower that will not die

That has the will and power to see

Evening is Forever (1976)

Take the knife from within your coat

And raise it up to his face

Tell him with an unquestionable quote

I've been waiting to take you're place

He sees the instrument you undoubtedly hold

Fearing the brilliancy it captures in the setting sun 

May it be brass, silver or even gold

It is completely irrelevant to the unwilling one

When the implement begins to change its static position

Diverting its course toward the natural instigator

He senses sounds that times before he would never listen

A conscience experience observed much later

It approaches and penetrates the soul

A directed metallic object of unknown origin

The motive contained it reaches a specific goal

To commit and purposely for the result of sin

He is falling to the wanton ground

It receives his body with great force

There is a short but distinct sound

Returning the substance to its eventual source

You stand to see your unresponsive friend

Lying in the same type of element

And reaching down to remove what you send

Proving to all what you actually meant

Did the perpetrator not think himself a little insane

To do such a thing as he has just done

And feel completely impassive in worthless gain

Look again. There is no longer a setting sun.

Truth (1975)

Walking down a lonely street

With snow that melts away

The splashing of the slushy feet

That warms a Christmas day

But night does fall

And temperatures rise

Strangers chant a silent call

The roads are suddenly dry

The trees are dead

And lawns are brown

Silent children in a bed

In this quiet little town

Have you seen the strangers new

Whom like blaspheming all our rules

Our morals and ethics shattered through

As if windows with speculating fools

Mirrors not windows reflect us all

Do we see the truth that is revealed

The filth and lust of days hath fall

The wantonness that we ourselves feel

It's here my friend, my foe, my fool

They have brought it everywhere

It's in our church and in our school

The bodies of the rare

But we enjoy what one does see

And contemplate it thus

That when our children drink the tea

They sleep with secret lust

And when our children succumb to it

As friendly faces lead them

To rooms where lights are lit

And floors of softened gem

And nonresistance is helplessly given

Those poor impure souls are laid

Upon the floors of gem they're living

And so forever a price is paid

Teachers they'll call you

And for your rights stand by

But turn around and what to do

As payment raise them to the sky

See the evil and now it's too late

You are lost my friend and left to die

For it is useless to stand and wait

They bid you an ungrateful goodbye

But memories won't let you go

And certain pleasure holds you there

Something strange and evil to know

Remain forever in the domain of one pair

And remember to let that one pair

Control your spirit and mind

Give them the chance and if they dare

Surely the truth you will find

Uncertainty (1975)

Day is gone and night is here

The streets are dark and forests bleak

A non escaping sound I hear

Calling from the tired and weak

To the sound though I do not adhere

I let it scream to another's will

The sound I know I must not fear

It is something I want to kill

But stay away it heeds no good

And only more sorrow worse than now

Enjoy your life and if you would

Try to heed what attracts a vow

Haven't you given your life

To others strange and secret souls

Are you captured with a knife

Being forced to walk on hot coals

If this is what you seek

Then must you not run away

The future cannot be bleak

If there is truth in what you say

The Year of Sorrow (1978)

The dynasties of greatness have passed with the winds of time

And now dust covers the floors of the royal palaces

The kings that ruled have become unpopular in view of the people

So that now they sit like idle Buddhas waiting for a slow decay

The year began with what seemed like an endless prosperity

We stood as one kingdom undivided by greed, jealousy or guilt

Our compassion was strong and love united the people

We became invincible doing and feeling what no man had before

As summer came to a close and the colors of the earth were now evident

We joined in the harvests and ate the profits yielded from the long year

Expressing our love was our greatest value and beauty was seen in all

Sitting and dreaming across sparkling waters was one of the peoples ecstasies.

But all could not last forever for now the trees have become bare

And a howling almost gruesome wind roars in from the east

It ushers in hate and evil something dreaded by the people for so long

The beauty has left and a frightened kingdom has closed their doors

To the strange surroundings now unfamiliar to them

The people knew it would come but they ignored their expectations

Evil, lies, hate, greed, jealousy and all that brings disaster to an empire

Past memories are forgotten in the frightening confusion of men at play

The desires are gone and the gods have become unfaithful 

With a strange conceitedness that no one can really contemplate

The gods now care only for themselves and want more than is needed to satisfy their greed

They have lost their sentimental beauty and their love has become cold and unfriendly

The smiles on their faces are now just a clever disguise to cover the hate within

If they are warm now it is just a frivolous heat that will soon die after their lust and greed

Has been extinguished

A new year has begun and the warm sunshine now enlightens the earth

Whether it will bring change is unknown and probably most unlikely

For we know that the cold is here to stay and will always be waiting

To trespass into our souls

Even when it slowly retreats and you look out the window to see the beauty

And sunshine of a summers day

You must always remember not to let the memories of old destroy a new dynasty

For when you see the brightness of the sun remember that a cold and damp fog

May be lingering not too far behind

I Man (1976)

I am a man ... an extraordinary creature of intelligence, determination, creativity, fulfillment and most of all love.

I man possess the ability to conform to any situation relating to my imagination.

I man am the controller of destiny and the follower of truth and honesty.

I man deal with problems not by thinking logically but by thinking appropriately.

I man rule my home with strict authority and take precedence over my family.

I man expect a dutiful wife and respectful children because through their actions my district knows I am capable of unification during times of war or strife.

I man take pride in my work and diligently strive not for quantity but quality.

I man take direct interest in the affairs of my district, government and country.

I man enjoy not only the art of one's hand but the art of the entire individual and his ability to create.

And I man, most of all, desire security, peace and happiness from and for my family, my country and my world.

It Seems They Were Defective (1977)

A certain race walks the earth on which we stand

Talking, breathing and observing the sights we see everyday

But they are different in that they are not the common man

And they try to lead the righteous individual astray

Some decide to follow and find it is difficult

They have no leaders nor do followers become their companions

Lost and with no mind nothing can he consult

Finding direction useless, rivers destine less and bottomless canyons

The individual finds his reactions meaningless and slow

His mind is no longer helpful in making a decision

Finding himself in a labyrinth with no where to go

Lost as if he were in a unfamiliar futuristic television

They are speaking, walking, running and talking like you

The imitations are a frightening mockery with an uncertain end

Leaving and escaping is definitely impossible to do

You seemed to be trapped in what you wished would happen

Run from the real world and you find an infinite road

It comes back to where it began and starts over again

Step into the gardens and observe the seeds you have sowed

They are growing into troubles others cannot possibly mend

That you must wait for all their differences to be forgotten

Like the apples eaten from the the trees they have fallen

Remember how many were discarded because they were rotten

And in the stagnant wind remains the scent of fragrant pollen

A reminder of the changing season passes through the soul

Foretelling of a reminiscence that must not remain

A barren landscape reflects a plague has taken its toll

The individual showing a prolonged amount of strain

The minds are beginning to weaken dramatically

No creator can resolve what nothing has created at first

People proclaim imminent disaster speaking emphatically

Regress into a picture less black bubble about to burst

A race without an empty mind cannot survive

A vast majority fades away into a blackness like night

Like a Hell with no fire and then the last five

Defective and useless in a world absent of light 

Diminishing kingdoms with non existent life

It's becoming strangely evident that the race was not receptive

To that which involves constant pain and strife

Supportive evidence indicating that it seems they were defective

As It Comes To Pass (1977)

There is something in the wind that will greet us very soon

Of the past half year we have remained in a neutral state

Has reformation given us a chant. A melodious tune

That foretells of a coming event that can no longer abate 

It has inevitably revealed itself to the ones who know

We understand but remain passive to situations that may not affect us

Wondering in anticipation if our inner fantasizes will glow

With a fervent light that nothing can extinguish in a moment of lust

Those who know best may be changing hands in the months to come

Or by chance they may be remaining in long lost abodes of hostility

If to you they turn you need make a decision to remain or to run

The aspects of reality will be calculated in a countenance of bestiality

Serene and calm is the answer to a future of ultimate fulfillment

Let events come to pass and then make a move toward gratification

If you seek the proper way reward will come without resentment

Child likeness will be yours to perfect and enjoy in endless anticipation

Careful with words, secrets kept within. Interested but unconcerned

Holding these virtues will win one the mate of choice and desire infinite

Bless the god of gods whom incense touches his feet and you have earned

Devotion of your entire self to physical pleasure with no limits

Seek a joy you have been unable to find

A future where life is mutual by two

Friends and lovers that to each other are kind

They are fulfilled in experiences of old and new.

May you find that special place of unlimited abandonment

And secret pleasure of orgasmic relief

In it will be the mutual sharing of love and sentiment

The garden where the pearl is a leaf

Production of life and crossing of serpent species

Their home is the ground and where is the evil seed

Observe the golden statue broken into two pieces

Symbolization of a forbidding relationship they need

Remember the limitless possibilities that have been foretold

And decides whether to abide by understanding

The animals of the earth to evil is sold their soul

To the lover of immortality is restitution reprimanding

From a Morning Dream (1976)

For as you walk along common roads and find paradise within your midst

Remember to observe the statues that adorn the garden

But most of all the lettering that is engraved upon them

Seeing the lettering and stepping into porch like shrines

Should reveal the secrets that plague your mind

Observe the dark boy that greets you

For he is the serpent of the garden

That leads and seduces you to his level

And then runs away from the garden into the common world

As you run to not lose sight of that which you desire

Remember that he stops at your abode and you invite him in

Hoping that you two alone will be able to 

Share a deep inner secret of mutual love

He leaves not only to be seductive 

But the fact that he sees intruders

Who are invading his secret paradise

The Garden District (1977)

Samurai that places large stones in his garden

Places great shame upon the people of his district

They shout and proclaim furious words

Against his ruling power and his corrupted government

It is not large stones that represent greatest power

One must always remember that by a strange coincidence

Larger stones do exist.

Flowers adorn his garden and vines climb his paper house

People come to see his miniature paradise and amaze themselves

With its prospects.

Especially do they revel at the centerpiece that takes much space

In the center

They wonder if large stones hide secrets in and around them

A wind is at sea and a rain lies off the coast of your district

Watch the trees carefully and the distant sky

In a few days the large stone will reveal its secret

For as you observe your flattened paper house and drowned flowers

You great samurai will find only a large stone sitting alone in your once beautiful garden

If You Must (1977)

A walk through your mind is a silent journey

You discover a secret behind the passages of life

Eight mysteries encircle time

A searching existence through the soul

Find the morning in a mistake that has a reminiscence unforgotten

Touch my feelings for they are meaningless

The death of our spirit is imminent

It is a silent end to a distant past

Keep touching the memories of before

They are revealing your hidden desires

Like a mirror reflecting your intimate dreams

The clouds of tomorrow obscure the reflections of today

Try to destroy any dangers that have preceded the infinite revolution

Remembering the experiences of a lost civilization

Helps our souls become traitors to the righteous way of life

Evil Never Departs (1977)

As you see the plane ascend the sky

Remember with it our troubles depart

The conservative smile and two faced goodbye

Come from the mind and not the heart

Memories are an indication of how it was

Thoughts tell us of how it will be

Reminisce and observe the things it does

With its absence restoration you will see 

Cry as you realize the mistakes that were made

And do not ever forget them as others never will

You were given the tar and the road you paved

Follow it as the wind stops and air becomes still

Listen as they talk and fall and stumble along the way

Keeping you on the ground is the objective they wish to sustain

Be the fool you are and attempt to understand what they say

And hang on to what you enjoy all the suffering and the pain

Does enjoyment fulfill or is there an inherent desire for change

The strange people are now here and they are alone with you

Their greatest concern is your mind which they tend to rearrange

To accommodate their wishes and that they will most certainly do

An Oriental secret behind the smile upon his face

He loves you, hates you and loves you again

Thinking of only himself. It's a terrible disgrace

The Devil is with him to commit an evil sin

The Overlords (1977)

He sails across a timeless sky

Like the dragon that follows the rising sun

Over the mountains the birds fly

Singing the lyrics of a war undone

The mystery of the animals that never died

Who lived on to see the air disappear

Blackened lights faded away and children cried

Seeking answers they would never hear

Secret dynasties whose rulers failed in using others

Misty fogs now enveloping Buddhist statues that slowly erode

The strange people who could have never been brothers

Walking to nowhere and following a forgotten road

The road has ended in a world unknown to all

A silent dream has become a vicious nightmare

Tempests rage and voices of spirits continuously call

Those flattering replies of those who do not care

Dragons cross your mountainous terrain

They fly across the skies and observe the rising sun

And some stranger brings an unwanted rain

To a valley where the overlord is the only one.

The overlords will die as the wingless birds fall

Tigers eat our useless men leaving the people nothing to eat

And it is now that our mighty ruler fails to call

For he has been consumed by men who craved his meat

Diverting Direction (1978)

The telephone in my dream is silent

It need not ring anymore to remind me

What had been received was already sent

To those who were to blind to see

The doors are locked and will never open

Closed for the future and the past to remember

Reminiscent of some unforgettable sin

That began fourteen months ago in September

The lights have flickered to the dimness of reality

My house is dark and therefore resists reflection

The spirits are lifeless along with their deity

So come forth new ruler and show no rejection

Discovered you were in a school and saw you in a coffee shop

Spoken words from your lips come forth. An interesting conversation.

Alert and wise. Remembers well and doesn't ever wear a watch

Telling time is of no concern. I have been brought to that realization.

Not to know that opportunity fails in places of seclusion

Try again to seek new goals of peculiarity and subversion

Secret places hold riches that hinder desperate intrusion

Knowing if you must what is behind the doors of reversion

Eyes are glancing towards that ceiling of white

Hands busily working with paper and grass

The dream has begun so follow what is right

You walk water when he stains the glass

Don't leave when it is important to stay

Interested enough to seek new adventure

Pleasure in what you may find today

Tomorrow becomes prospective indenture

Not hearing those rings and knocks

Shouldn't bother those who don't care

Importance lies in the future talks

And games of truth and dare

When Deities Die (1978)

As the clouds ascend the windward side

Of mountains blackened by a sorrowed sky

You need remember that a special secret lies

With all those that have spiritually died

From the pagodas of Southern China

To Cambodia's temple of Angkor Wat

No people of this culture could be finer

Then that which inhabits the melting pot.

Those who stood behind your Catholic church

And they who laughed at your graduation class

Seeking a new lifestyle is a desperate search

Losing face is like disowning your caste

If in forbidden places you sought to dwell

And now regret your position there

It's too late to return from Hell

A deep secret with him you now share

Mistakes of previous days on cold floors

Are not erased in forthcoming years

Someday they may knock at your door

You open them and remember the tears

Lest we forget that ten thousand miles away

In fenced in gardens with rocks and trees

Memories seem suppressed and fears allayed

But for one experience you fall to your knees

So establish your concubines well

And make your skills known

But remember your place in Hell

With those you tried to own

To Be The Last One (1977)

Shimmering sunlight of a summer gone by

Lakes of glass shine as if sparkling pools

Now a cold air ushers in a corrosive cry

The water rust brown from silversmith fools

May you make again shine

Water now brown with decaying rust

How has something oh so fine

Turned to misery of wanton lust

How many have gone away

In fear of some dying place

That holds their souls in disarray

By this new and elusive race

They've gone releasing themselves from within

And I am to be the very last

To remain in what others define as mortal sin

Facing the truth of a retched past

Escape! Escape! all my fellowmen say

You are free to leave so do it now

If you do not a price you will pay

For to be the last is to die a Kao*

But I have been captured to live a new way

To be a new person and to adopt a new life

The kind of person that sees no new day

And a hand that in fear grasps only a knife

*Cambodian surname

Oriental Deity (1975)

Tell me of a different land

Where silent breezes blow

And people walk on desert sand

To reach the place they know

The sun and moon have made one pass

Over the bleak and darkened sky

And one can hear the Buddhist mass

Heard over the hills so high

A village is far across the hill

And many people are filled with joy

For now they are at the mercy and will

Of some new strange and powerful boy

He guides them down a jungle road

Where lies a temple black with time

He tells them this is his abode

They begin to chant in harmonious rhyme

Our master has come to save us all

With black hair and sparkling eyes

We kneel to him and praises we call

For his eternal spirit never dies

But evil lurks behind the smile

He wears upon his lustrous face

And the demons for quite awhile

Will plague his special race 

Enlightenment (1975)

Ten days I followed a forgotten road

In the land of total enlightenment

On the eleventh day I came to an abode

To where all faithful souls are sent

I enter a temple decorated in bronze and gold

And walk to the statue I love and praise

It was a powerful leader that I did behold

Kneeling I offer prayers. His soul I raise

I offer a strange and secret prayer

In a language foreign to my own

And a pleasing odor fills the air

My body now spirit. No longer flesh and bone.

Realizing now that new life has begun

I see a light that is not from the sun

Friends (1976)

Friends are people who care
Friends are ones who love
Friends are always there
I place them up above

Friends can always do
What most of all is right
They are like me and you
In the blackness of the night

Don't judge them by their creed
Or even by their color
Friends are people who need
What comes from one another

Friends are a special thing
Wherever they may be
So all rejoice and sing
That they last an eternity

Strange Journey (1975)

Traveling on I see a light
Far across a silver sea
I follow it throughout the night
Until stopping at a bodhi tree

My journey ends at this unfamiliar place
And I fall asleep upon the ground
When I awake I observe a special race
Now comes a strange and eerie sound

I stand transfixed in an unknown world
A strange and violent dance about to begin
Strange people start to twist and whirl
Dark colored men holding knives against their skin

Across the Sky (1975)

Far beyond across the sea
Lies a land of mystery

It lies in jungles bearing fruits
And water trees that have no roots

The seething sun glows a vibrant red
Upon a deep and muddy rice bed

And a strange people from within the hills
Come down to valleys by others wills

Their skins are smooth and shiny dark
Their eyes are black and seem to spark

They come in search of those who are weak
To control and possess them is what they seek

Showing them the pleasures of the body
And wearing fine jewelry that is so gaudy

Desiring only an attempt to feed
And planting some strange and evil seed

Once their sorrowful deed is done
They walk on slowly back towards the sun

Remembrance (1975)

We walked along an endless beach
The clouds drifting through the sky
I looked ahead and tried to reach
All who passed us by

But somehow they have gone
And the sun in brilliance lights the sky
So when the day begins at dawn
He looks at me and wants to cry

Remember life in a silent land
Where a red sun warms a dampened field
And familiar people hold your hand
Then all the pain seems to be healed

A dream of a special life can never end
It will be felt forever in the silent wind

Love and Death (1975)

A boy I see with shining eyes
Black hair that flows in the wind
He stands besides a lake and cries
And thinks of life again

I walk to him but do not speak
And he turns to look at me
Is it love or evil he will seek
As he explores this new country

I kneel to him and bow my head
And tell him of his great power
In some strange way I feel I'm dead
Could this be my last hour

For it is for all of us
Who raise him to the sky
Adoring the idea and filled with lust
He becomes our only almighty high

For he looks across a lake no more
His followers have granted him the key
Now able he opens the secret door
Blind fools they were to never see

Be Like Those You Remember (Part 1) (1975)

Be like the Japanese woman
Who sits and plays the samisen
In melodious tune that tells no story
And remembers to remind us of tomorrow

Be like the Japanese man
Who practices the art of the bow
While silently combining Zen thought
And dreaming of wasted memories

And that of the Cambodian boy
Who grew his fingernails and painted them silver
In hopes that someone would join his soul
And relate their thoughts to him

The Cambodian woman
Who disliked the Vietnamese woman holding her head
Above her child's rice bowl
And placing his hands upon the hashi encouraging him to eat

Oh, our silent memories
How they fade into oblivion
Like the water that shimmered in the fading sunlight
On a lake where we once together mingled in contemplative thought

Be Like Those You Remember (Part 2) (1975)

Be like boys and girls
Who watched the sun rise
Over the misty waters
And greeted a new day

Be like the encouraging and helpful people
Who tried to teach them what they would never learn
And for reasons unknown become transparent spirits
In a life that offers opportunity they cannot understand

Be like the seductive Polynesian
Who dances on a shiny floor
And intrigues you with his mystical coordination
Your mind escaping as your body loses control

Be like the Siamese
Who wore golden rings about their ankles
And watched you as you invaded their kingdom
The sparkling eyes of an unsure civilization

Be like those you wondered about
And how they used you advantageously
Remembering that night when he sat and cried
Curiously wondering how much you cared

Collections of Yesterday (1975)

Is it the Tao that teaches
That life is sorrow
And when we search we seldom find
The secret that makes us happy

Oh samurai sitting sadly in silent solitude
Slowly searching for some secret satisfaction
That some say secretly satisfies

I saw the boy sitting near Angkor Wat
Playing the samisen, watching the clouds,
Searching for peace, replacing the stones
Of a broken wall, silently singing a melodious tune
That whispered through the vines
Happy with life and then he was gone

Be like the Japanese man
Who slowly slides his finger
Across a melodious samisen
And watches the sleeping dragon

Be like the Cambodian mother who dislikes her child
Learning the art of hashi when taught by a Vietnamese
She stands with her head low and secretly
Raises her eyes to observe what has been done

Remember the little boy who offered you the tea
And was it his home you had slept in this past week
And did the tea make you forget or did you want to forget
And what time was it and did you really sleep

As the lake shimmers and reflects
What we all believe to be true
Always remember that misty morning
When you awoke and looked outside

The upstairs bedroom always made us happy
Helping us dream, create, imagine and fulfill
It was always there with the sun on the other side of the house
And the wind during the cool autumn nights
Our memories of a summer five past the seven

Be like the friend you remember
Who sat near a silent lake and cried
Because he could never forget
The way in which you comforted him

Searching for Renewal (1977)

Those dreams and fantasies are coming true
But you exceedingly lose what was so hard to obtain
Now is the time to decide what to do
Count the losses and achieve what you have to gain

Some people are suddenly dramatically interesting
And they seem to be walking roads you've walked before
They stop to observe and intensely listening
Begin to see what you've lost and promise you more

When walking along dusty roads to distant places
Stop at the seductive temples along the way
And step inside and observe the faces
It seems to be the beginning of a new day

Looks like the color of your sarong has changed again
But your infinite direction remains the same
Face the east each day but commit your western sin
It's intriguing to make wrong moves in your game

The characters in the parlor game of Mahjong
Cause you to resort to the reliability of I Ching
Each Geisha with a samisen plays a different song
Little boys always say, I do my own thing

Temples never collapse when you remain inside
Dynasties never fall when rulers are kind
Young men enjoy their seductive pride
Two deities, in both, satisfaction they find

So with careful approach watch your school friends
Behind their secret smiles may be something new
When you've seen top, bottom and both ends
Check the angles. In the temples you find plenty to do.

Let's See What Happens This Time (1976)

Its been just about a year
And I've waited for so long
A strange voice I hear
Telling me something's wrong

Heed that voice or ignore it
Either way it is a continuous call
That which you contemplate and sit
Wondering if it may be nothing at all

Are you frightened of a little boy at your door
Who says he'll come back everyday
And promises to be your everlasting whore
Remaining faithful, loyal but undoubtedly gay

Look back at the pictures and the faces
See the smiles, the secrets and the lust
Remember these memories as traces
Of something you think is a must

Like the quiet rooms with the satisfying boy?
Seems like old times in a place you know so well
He steps in, turns around and acts slightly coy
Everyone wishes you a fine time in a makeshift hell

What's David doing with Sarann? people say
Seems to be with him everywhere everyday
Some think he's hard up, others think he's gay
Not much else to do. Guess he turned out that way

Suppose you'll pay the price or maybe you're all he wants
Find that out by trying what you were told to never do
I guess buying your feelings is worth the daily jaunts
That take you to secret places of deja vu

However, what about your future and how about today
Think about the horrible price you'll have to pay
For enjoying what you could the Oriental way
To little Sarann, you're just another game to play

Make a decision and make it now
Tell your little boyfriend yes or no
He's waited a long time for a why and how
And a which way should I go

Summer of 1967 (1975)

I've been smoking the weed of chance

Of which the autumn breeze will enhance

Take me to a place I know so well

Where people buy and buyers sell

If there are places you would like to see

Then make sure to take a trip with me

And run away to death again

To places you've gone and never been

The boys and girls of yesteryear

Have lost their minds and souls

Remember those who drank their beer

Now only smoke their bowls

His hair is black and her hair is red

It's not just a coincidence

The latter is the one that's dead

Caucasian defies her innocence

There is no reason she should die

For what she cannot comprehend

But then she must not live a lie

Cause she's just getting stoned again

And people you meet along the way

That talk in silent disarray

A mindless conscience soon will die

And along with it the silent high

Timeless tunes of music cry

Singing songs to those who die

And people who have nothing to say

Don't mind wasting another day

Sellers stand on silent streets

And cops patrol their boyhood beats

The ones they cannot catch anymore

Have gone to fight a useless war

Remember San Francisco and Vietnam

Not too many of us give a damn

But we've all learned one lesson well

Our dreams will take us straight to Hell

The boys of Nam were telling lies

To so many of our American GI's

They led them into lives of sin

Dirty memories of Ho Chi Minh

Secrets told before their time

Cause lots of trouble everywhere

Silent, soft and oh so kind

The stories wives will never hear

So now were back and working hard

But friends have gone astray

Our lives will be kept under guard

In each and every way

Those who knew your life before

Have vowed they'll stay behind

Another magical mystery tour

Would not work out this time

An Onward We Must Go (1977)

An onward we must go

To where we do not know

For what we do not care

And why, for who and where?

To know how things will change

To where we rearrange

Our thoughts, our minds, our dreams

As dull as they may seem

A fight to find our place

In the failing human race

And to know on what we stand

To fight, win and understand

The life we take in stride

To hold our heads so high

To realize where we are

And not to go too far

 

Cycle of Perversion (1976) 

The boys we sought to find

And to them we were so kind

We taught them well to know

And watched them learn and grow

Then turned them to the door

And didn't know what for

The lives we chose to own

And now we're all alone

They've gone their separate ways

And onward march the days

When each and every one

Will continue what we've done

Open a Different Door (1978)

This isn't the world you open your door to anymore

There is some place else you desire to explore

And how, why and what it's all for

Is something you left behind another door

The dirt driveway has vanished with the street

And so have all the people you used to meet

No more Christmas, Easter or trick or treat

On a strange land you have placed your feet

It's a different world out there

But for some reason you don't care

The past has been too unkind and too unfair

And you've decided it's time to go somewhere

But people are different and don't understand

You've given up trying to lend a hand

And your smile is imported from another land

As fake as your personality but you don't give a damn

So you've learned a lesson to take along

To a place some say you definitely belong

And whether you feel right or wrong

You say you have waited much too long

It's time to go and leave the place

You seem to think is a disgrace

But are you sure it's not a waste

And you're just trying to prevent loss of face

Remember where you've gone and where you've been

Things you've done that can never be attempted again

It's remembering that if you commit that sin

You'll be at an end with no place to begin

Life will change dramatically for you this year

And it's not as if you were living here

When nights are long and you begin to fear

Remember always that someone is near 

Slanted, Straight and Small (1977)

I understand that you are unable to comprehend

From whence you came and where you will go

There is nothing you have and nothing to send

All is here for you to see and never know

Jump a boat that's taking passengers across the sea

An outlook not yours becomes somewhat of a reality

And when someone asks concernedly if it is something new

Tell them it is something interesting you would like to pursue

So what if you never come back the same

Remember all those slanted and strange

And it's a festive and intriguing game

Losing fortune is to gain some fame

Saw the sky turn yellow over China

And observed the red flag falling to the ground

America thinks nothing could be finer

Then see itself continuously put down

I am black, red, yellow, green and blue

Slanted, straight, narrow, curved and brown

There is nothing to see and nothing to do

I'm walking here, there and all around

Morning is afternoon and night is everywhere

Mountains rumble and buildings fall to the ground

I told them I would never care

And they told me not to come around

I came back slanted and small

An outcast within my society

Off my pedestal I must fall

Into degenerative mediocrity.

They Can Lie (1975)

Strange boy walking along the endless beach

Seeking an adventure he will never find

Neither the clouds nor the sky can he reach

For there are secrets locked in his mind

Little boys learn that they must never tell

What the masters say would destroy them

For their gratification remains in Hell

And with all lust seekers who join him

Mothers and fathers who watch their children now

Lose sight of the misdemeanors they commit

When alone with friends they can make a vow

In rooms with closed doors and candles lit

Authority keeps a son honest and true

Leniency allows him to run from you

The Contradiction of Red (1976)

Is red the color of the sarong you wear?

Be happy then for red is the color of the East

The deities look upon you as an omen fair

They are inviting you to the ceremonial feast

Do not hesitate and honorably accept the invitation

Those who await you are waiting in the garden

They wear multicolored sarongs that hinder speculation

So greet them kindly expecting an understandable pardon

Even though you fail to contemplate their view

Accept it as if it were your own

The color red the generations ensue

And those who wear it are never known

Return now to your rice fields and cultivate them well

Prosperous and virtuous men watch the eastern sky

Red in your sarong, red in the sky and red in Hell

A combination guarantees that faithful skies will cry

Secrets (1975)

Shadows fall across the floor

They join in unison

An experience from the night before

Reflects some lustful sin

Secret things and impure minds

Hold what one should never know

And may no innocent seeker find

The seed no one must ever sow

For if the seed is placed

In a soil that it does not belong

My community will be faced

With an evil destruction to be prolonged

And you and I shall fall

Into a category of mockery

And all the people will call

Our sin a violent hypocrisy

Weed of Chance (1976)

Stand by your kitchen window to smoke the weed of chance

Odors of which the autumn breeze will definitely enhance

Watch the sky of pale yellow and green

A living medley suddenly so serene

The money slips through your fingers

In the air the smoke silently lingers

Pay the price and let them come

Hours of pleasure to which you succumb

Secret circles of sweetness relating only lies

How many have enjoyed their short lived highs?

Roll between your fingers the tobacco of Siam

Think of all the little boys that will surely buy them

By dawn you know not where you are

Reaching for the keys to start the car

And onward down the road of no return

Holding the weed that forever will burn

The windy road is wary of those unaware

Who drive under the influence of something back there

They don't go back from whence they came

Knowing that they have nothing to attain

They risk their lives in unusual ways

Trying to recapture the memorable days

At first to think that they can fly

But then to know that they will die

Next Generation (1976)

See the little boys and girls of 1997

A generation on its way to Heaven

Or it could be Hell they're headed for

They've asked for so little and received much more

Like colorless clouds they cross the sky

Uniform patterns of likeness waiting to die

What have they done that was so wrong?

Possessing a dream and carrying it along

Play the same games all your life

Corrupt your begotten children, desert your wife

It's the time you have been chosen for

Your brother's homosexual, your sister's a whore

Going places you don't want to see

The children like what they're doing to me

And they can't spell, write or read

All desire to commit an evil deed

Don't you read books anymore?

The voices of forgotten lore

And do your parents send you away?

Find something to do! Go out and play!

My friends don't go to school

And who broke the golden rule?

They walk, talk and look the same

My brother's dead for all his fame

And I liked what was going on

Permitted it to happen for so long

We liked what we had become

Stupid, illiterate and practically numb

Fantasy with a Dead Serpent (1975)

Saw a boy standing under the Bodhi tree

Eating curious fruit that really wasn't there

And he enjoyed what couldn't possibly be

As if it wasn't an apple, maybe a pear

I watched him brush his long, silky black hair

And the sun was bright and the air was clear

His body was naked and nothing did he wear

The garden was quiet but not free from fear

The temples were few and the gods were many

A kingdom of smiling faces and empty promises

Their value was worth not more than a penny

And I saw the crucified laid upon their crosses

Suddenly he turned observing me in the trees

And like some lustful sin approaching

I could feel myself dropping to my knees

In awe of what was encroaching

Like the little boys that walk your street

Ignoring your daughters and corrupting your sons

An infestation among those you meet

That is seeking joyless pleasure in each one

As he comes a little closer to you

The sky will turn black and vegetation will die

A danger holding evil that thus will ensue

Turning filthy laughter into horrible cries

You seem to like the paradise you are in

It's gone with a creator that has no name

He spread the lust the preachers call sin

Achieving his fortune by losing his fame

It is a fantasy with a dead serpent

That is crawling to a nowhere place

Is there anything in what was meant

To turn paradise into a disgrace?

Losing the Way (1975)

Young man you must realize and you must know

That there is no place else to go

And something left your life last night

Wonder still if you were right?

There's no sky to look at anymore

And you've forgotten about the door

The one that left your life astray

Find yourself another day

The road was endless and straight

And someone stood alone

Picking up a memory late

And taking it on home

That living memory you can't possess

Is gone and won't return

And what you've done is for the best

The teacher cannot learn

Dreams are those that run away

From friends they cannot trust

Something left your life today

And lost itself in lust

Strangers on the road of life

Become your silent friends

A husband soon betrays his wife

And follows all the trends

Can you turn a road around

And retrace a thousand steps?

The lotus girls, their feet are bound

A hundred years they've wept

Time will tell the reason why

You had the chance to be

The boy who caught the dragon fly

But never drank the tea.

I'm Leaving Tomorrow (1975)

Watching the sleepy sky turn red

Like your body when it's dead

If smoking doesn't give you head

The bong you sleep with will in bed

Keeping you happy is the way

To tell your friends to stay away

Mother says go out and play

But the head shop isn't open today

So lay down and cry upon the bed

Cause someone's messing with your head

The pills you're taking are cherry red

And tomorrow morning you'll be dead

It looks like life is getting you down

And days and nights are spinning around

Your sister walks into the room

And falls into your arms too soon

If love is what you want and need

And incest seems to make you bleed

From your soul and within your mind

Comes the kind of love that's blind

Life is just a blissful seed

Keeping you friendly with the weed

You live and die for what it does

And it get a buzz from what it was

The sky is gray on Saturday

The moon was shining bright

I've lost myself so far away

And cannot see its light

So let me run from whence I came

And leave my life behind

I've lost what I cannot retain

In some forgotten time.

 

And Now I Must Go (1978)

We shall leave behind

What we understand

And forge ahead toward

What we do not know

It's time to run away

To another land

And live in a big city

Called Tokyo

There are lessons to be learned

In places far away

And the past disappeared

A long time ago

I've awoken

To a different day

And have decided

It's time to go

And if and when

I ever return

I'll tell you

Of happiness and sorrow

Because we know

From both we learn

The elements

Of our tomorrow