WHAT WE ARE

by Ed Askew

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released May 22, 2015

cover, Athena. pix of me and Chris Williams. (detail) late1970s

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Track Name: Black Shade
Picasso made a weeping woman
from blue shadows, cast on windows
i'm watching a film, on an old projector
1940 was a year to remember

and after that, the great disaster
weeping men played chess in shelters
weeping men played chess in shelters
when i was playing with George Dugan

and only a black shade and the sirens
disturbed the dreams of a child sleeping
and only a black shade and the sirens
disturbed the dreams of a child sleeping

Picasso made a weeping woman
from blue shadows, cast on windows
i'm watching film on an old projector
1940 was a year to remember
Track Name: Counting Sheep
you have to reach for some things
you must reach out sometimes
and say come on baby
can you stay to night

i cant fall asleep on Sunday
i'm still up and it's Monday
i saw a nice show yesterday
tomorrow is another day anyway

all my friends are so nice to me
they say such nice things to me
but when i have no money
i can't sleep
i count sheep

blue is my favorite color
i forgot my Father and Mother
but i remember some boy friends
(come spend the night with me)

i fell asleep on Sunday
i woke up on Monday
i sold a record for $20
and i can't wait to play

all my friends are so nice to me
they say such nice things to me
but when i have no money
i can't sleep
i count sheep
Track Name: Crackers
wipe the dust from your feet.
i have no wise words to tell you
i will wake you from your sleep
and in the morning, kiss you

all the crackers in D C
are trying to sell you something
but don't buy what you can't see
even if they let you.
even if they let you.


wipe the sweat from your brow
it's a job just getting out of bed
but just in time you may find
ordinary magic out the window

all the hackers eating crackers at the bar
hear singers with crossed fingers on guitars
and old Moses struck the water and made it part
but young Jesus he just walked across
young Jesus said, "i'll just walk".
Track Name: Cradle of Stars
the sweet breath of a child
blows the last candle out.
and the sun in her purple robe
lays down to rest.

in a cradle of stars,
rock-a-by my sweet child.
may your dreams keep you safe
as you walk this long road.

though your Daddy is poor,
and your Mama is tired,
the old man in the moon
will fly with you tonight.

as a rocking horse rocks
in the sky, in the sky,
a great bird of the night
spreads it's wings, spreads it's wings.

the sweet breath of a child
blows the last candle out.
and the sun in her purple robe
lays down to rest.
Track Name: James Dean
red roses falling, in a blue sky
4 horsemen gallup, out of sight
a camera pans across the scene
comes in for a close up of my hands

Summer is, a silent move
it's a freeze frame fade, and cut to the street
black jalopies, cruse around
Dairy Queens and James Deans

but what is it now? what is that sound
out my window a buss passed by
down on the street it's just another take
some famous person forgot there lines.

the clock is ticking, a pan to the tower
the clock dissolves into a face
James Dean is a cowboy James Dean is a tragedy
the camera swivels and catches me, stealing a book

red roses falling, in a blue sky
4 horsemen gallup, out of sight
Track Name: Kitchen Sink
when i saw you in 1968
standing by the kitchen sink
a handsome boy of 22
i couldn't wait to get into bed with you.

and later on in the afternoon
i put a hand on your shoulder
so you'd know and understand
i wanted to go to bed with you

water doesn't flow up hill
and you can't feed a thousand with a loaf of bread
but that was a miracle when you took me to
to your room to meet your cat.

when i saw you in 1968
standing by the kitchen sink
a handsome boy of 22
i couldn't wait to get into bed with you.
Track Name: Ringolevio
painted figures, on the wall
20 children, 4 feet tall
in ringolevio, we'll catch them all
put them in a cage
before there friends try, to rescue them
... and set them free again

broken windows, in leaning towers
...and policemen, who shoot citizens
are like presidents, of nation states
who teach kids, how laws are made
.. red white and blue, fluters in the wind
on rainy days ..on rainy days

songs of Portugal, on the radio
20 kids play, ringolevio
in the street, outside my window
and painted stallions run, in the sunshine
but when friends try, to rescue them
20 children sing, songs of freedom
Track Name: Sad Hotel
...all of the dreamers know
sitting in sad hotels- walking on streets alone

red..is the color of the soul
blue is the King of Kings - white is the holly ghost

and of course,we long to know
the... resolution of the question
living in a sad hotel, tv preachers cast there spell..
tv preachers cast there spell..

... all of the preachers say
a king will come one day -perfect in every way

red...red is the rising sun
blue is the sky above -white is surrender to love

and of course the streets we walk
may take us to a place that's new
but living in a sad hotel, tv preachers cast there spell..
tv preachers cast there spell..

... all of the hills we clime
verses we memorize - children that we baptize

red.. is the color of the will
blue is the well
white is a tolling bell

and of course forests grow
grow on hills and in valleys
but living in a sad hotel, tv preachers cast there spell..
tv preachers cast there spell..
Track Name: the Man from Buffalo
Alexander met a man from Buffalo
he'd jump in his car and to the lake they'd go
the days were hot and the water was cold
swimming naked wasn't the only law they broke

they swim in the Summer, long walks at night
laughter love under starry skies
Alexander was 17 years old.
he liked to hang out with the man from Buffalo

too many people are afraid of love
but the flowing river never stops
who can fathom a man and boy
love is the peace that passeth understanding
Track Name: Time
sometimes in the afternoon i watch the sky
and the amazing clouds, like ships in the air go by
the people on the street are walking by
never looking up, never looking up at the sky

and at night the lamps shine, on the street
wonderful patterns on the side walk, from the trees
and the wind whispers as a car pass by
chiaroscuro patterns from head lights

sometimes in the morning, the sun, through the window shines
and as the world turns, light crosses my desk
outside the amazing clouds, are like ships in the air
and the people down on Broadway check there phones, for the time.
and the people down on Broadway check there phones, for the time.
Track Name: Western Sky
stars of gold in the western sky
..... and the cold winds of time
passing traffic drives away
a hitchhiker waits for fate

Summer travelers go there way
rainy days on lost highways
but hitchhikers under western skies
sing for change, and wait for rides canyon


eagles search the earth for pray
eagles soar in that graceful way
a Summer hiker waits for fate
a young boy sings, by the highway

in California forest's rise
to the roof of heavens sky
and rivers make great water falls
that fall from Colorado's canyon walls

stars of gold in the western sky
..... and the cold winds of time
passing traffic runs away
a hitchhiker waits for fate
Track Name: What We Are
a river flows to the sea.
birds fly by prettily.
the clouds way up in the sky
are so bright and so heigh.

hey brother do you see
what it is you mean to me.
it’s an old story.
it’s is what we are,
what we are.

a flower grows in the light.
the butterfly is bright.
a father holds a baby,
and salmon swim up stream.

hey lover what can be
your power over me?
i guess we can see
that it’s what we are,
what we are.