Ain't That A Thing

Sometimes I lay in bed for long, long spells

Thinking of lines in old movies like

"The power of Christ compels you"

Or "You maniacs, you blew it up, Damn you all to Hell!"

And while thinking of the first time I heard those lines as a child

My middle-aged woes are temporarily quelled

Sometimes I lay in bed for long, long spells

Wonderin' who killed those kids in Atlanta

Was it Wayne Williams or some other guy

Or was it the Klu Klux Clan?

Based on what I’ve seen and heard, looked like a cover up scam

Cops coverin' for cops who said they couldn't find the kids

While searchin' a small plot of land

And then the kids were found the very next day when their black neighbors

Took the law into their own hands

Ain't that a thing?

Everyone knows about JonBenét Ramsey

White, blue eyed and blonde

And Nancy Holloway from Alabama

Also white, blue eyed and blonde

But you mention 30 blacks killed in ‘79 through ‘81

Most people say

“never heard of that one”

Sometimes to get me out of bed before 2 pm

They need The Jaws of Life

For the news I watched the night before could often have me in a state of strife

I bounce out of it by meditating on the velvety, pastel California colors

I look at them so deeply as if I'm living in my final hours

‘cause really, when you get to be my age

You don't know when it's gonna be your final day

I talked to a friend earlier this week

His brother just died of esophagus cancer

At the young age of 48

So I read the books that make me laugh, and lately it's nothin’ but John Fante

The way young Arturo argues with his mom relenntlessly

The way she scolds him constantly for not vigilantly following her guidelines of Christianity

And when I want to feel validated about my sometimes frowned upon path

I turn to Henry Miller, who continued on far beyond the books for which he was banned

Didn’t matter how old how he got, read the books, watch a documentary

He never stopped laughing he exuded positivity

Then finally I get up and walk to Aquatic or Lafayette Park

Or walk in circles in the Marina in the day and sometimes just before dark

Wonderin' what's next for me in this new world we're livin'?

Some of my friends think that if I walk the boarded up streets that I am sinning

Some people I know shame me for goin’ out and breathing the air I'm breathing

Some people criticize me for occasionally wearing a smile

As if they’d rather watch me perpetually agonizing

Today I woke up knowing the only think that would lift my mood

Was meeting Caroline in North Beach for Chinese food

Knowing I'd be making music starting at 2

Yeah the world's shut down but I won't succumb

I will always make music

I would travel to Ohio though I'm warned not to travel state to state

I miss my family and it's breaking my heart and I gotta look after my mental state

Yeah I know all about the world crisis

But I also see the Lilies and Irises and the Magnolia trees and the Violets

If people can gather in packs to protest and riot

And burn down Walmart after Walmart and tear down statue after statue

And gather in Oklahoma dressed in red, white and blue

Why can I not get on a plane and fly to Ohio and tell my mother and dad

I love you?