Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

we can touch nothing
without making a mark -
i am clicking out like a dolphin -
- blowing up blowing down blowing all around - blowing deep -
- a memory is as ever changing as the days - click click click -
my school bus is unbrained - flat to the mud and out of mud - sky for witness -
- tongue in the brain - heavy big moves heavy big -
- they was on to something those boys clicking their fingers as they spoke fingernails scraping rock or stroking across skin blowing the dust of the father & mother as far as the wind -
- kiss that woman before it all goes beyond -
- everybody is a moving thing -

It's like being in the sea with you
and the moving on the waves, the moving around the dolphin, on the dolphin, the moving on the ocean floor.

Dame you flame not even all that water can put out go ahead strike the mark steal your flowers right outta the park I listen to the water dryin' up 'round here but it's August with nothing to fear I got a nickel in my pocket a half a dime with a dead president's face upon it he don't care about my hair if it's ugly or pretty or fair, - hell - the son of a bitch wore a wig - dig? - Coming or going we'll all get there -