" Psalm 2068
Psalm 2068
You’ll find me
A branch on a branch
Of my favourite tree
Shaking off, shaking off,
Shaking off dead leaves
Bathing in the sunlight
And flowing with the stream
Underneath me
You’ll find me
Dreaming up dreams
About dreams about dreaming
Skipping, gliding, ducking and weaving
Leaving you in my darkest hour
Or first thing in the morning
Inside a shower
You’ll find me
Making strange angles in my temple
Burning incense and skanking
Like Scratch and Hugh Mundell
Breathing
Breathing breath of fire
You’ll find me
Staring back at you
In your room full of mirrors
Scotch on the rocks
Leaping over rivers
Kissing your feet
Whilst I’m looking up your dress
And making excuses for not writing more letters
And trying my best
To be better
You’ll find me
Taking visual, aural or cerebral stimulation
White Paki back up against the wall facing tribulation
Sitting up in bed
Praising Allah-lu-Jah
Or juggling jugs in the jungle
Whilst I’m driving your car
Plucking leaves or picking my strings
Or hiding in a corner secretly scribbling things
All around, all around, all around
All around and about me
You’ll find me
Defending myself, my virtues and my vices
At home jamming fresh hearts
Or cutting wicked slices
Feeding Dylan and Hendrix
From cat food cans
Or down at the funky club
Reading Psalm 2068
Blasting all my fears away
Because this is the only place
I know And this is the only place I don’t know
And this is the only face I show
And this is the only face I don’t show
© 2008 RICHARD K ISAACS/ROCKSTONE RECORDINGS
