Hey honey, I am going away Won't be back until September Going south to watch the springtime do her thing Yeah, sweet honey, I am going away Won't be back until September I'll see you when them autumn bells start to ring Singing so long to the city So long blue deja vu So long to the wind and the rain And we'll be drinking spring water straight from the fountain That Asheville air sure tastes nice It's been such a long, long climb up the mountain Sure does look like that blue ridge sun is on the rise My oh my Driving down the east coast Feel that southern twang Twenty five miles to the gallon gonna get you where you want to go I grabbed my things and I sold the rest I quit my job, oh no Taking the long way over to New Mexico Singing hello to the open road Hello glowing stranger Hello to wherever it is I lay my head tonight And we'll be drinking spring water straight from the fountain That Asheville air sure tastes nice It's been such a long, long climb up the mountain Sure does look like that blue ridge sun is on the rise My oh my Backseat driver Thirsty for imaginary control Best to not hold your breath on that one And maybe heaven ain't so far away Wild horses gallop on down by the waterside, watch them run Free kicks, come and get you some Singing so long to the city So long blue deja vu So long to the wind and the rain And we'll be drinking spring water straight from the fountain That Asheville air sure tastes nice It's been such a long, long climb up the mountain Sure looks like that blue ridge sun is on the rise My oh my Hey honey, I am going away Won't be back until September Going south to watch the springtime do her thing Yeah, sweet honey, I am going away Won't be back until September I'll see you when them autumn bells start to ring

Wake up in the morning Early to rise The birds are chirping and they know why Didn't you know? It's alright The money is tight In fact the money is gone But the sky she's giving out her kicks for free And you know dancing, it don't cost a thing There is fruit on the tree There is still water in the well And the land don't take cash, only trades, nothing to sell Gold won't do you much good with no clientele Did you talk to Emerson? Did you talk to Thoreau? Did they tell you what you already know? It's alright, now you do Dear everything And dear everyone Won't you come home What are you running from? Signed yours truly, Cosmic Mama Been to the sunshine state Been to the golden coast Over the clear blue sea, we proposed a toast Here is to you, so be free now I have knelt for the cool blue queen And I've watched the sun go down over the golden road Chasing what is chasing me Is getting pretty old I once loved a girl Oh what a sweet dream Nothing lasts very long, you can't play for keeps Lord knows, I've tried Don't forget what you are meant to remember And no, it don't come easy May your vision be bright, your vision be true What you are searching for is searching for you Dear everything And dear everyone Won't you come home What are you running from Signed yours truly, Cosmic Mama

Hey Hey Philadelphia Won't you ring that liberty bell? The ghost of William Penn is playing chess with the truth Haunted by that Lenape yell A bed of stone and a sleeping bag And a pillow made out of clothes Get a wake up call each morning From a gunman with blue pants and a blue coat I take the Market Frankford line to the bad lands Oh Lehigh avenue! I can hear Spanish girls singing Acappella ghetto blues I started humming along It could have been the 37th day of July I haven't seen a calendar in weeks, oh my But its warm, so it must be summertime Oh the lights on boathouse row Dreaming in indigo Hey Hey Sophia How long has it been? I have been knocking on your door Wont you let me in? Watching people on their way to work They look at me the way I am looking at them We both pity each other Relativity is the king in the end Ive been walking in Fairmount park Playing footsy and holding hands with the divine She freestyles in poetry I write down her words sometimes We were writing a ballad It could have been 37 o clock at night I haven't seen a clock in months, oh my But its dark so it must be nighttime When I close my eyes, a neon light in the letters of your name glows Dreaming in indigo Hey Hey stranger Don't mean to bother you sir Can you tell me what day it is? It is September 23rd Winter will be coming soon Better follow the birds Bought a tent, some new shoes, a flower for Sophia Now I am walking with her Took the Appalachian trail down Hitchhiking when we could We stopped for a week in Shenandoah Hit the blue ridge highway for a ride out of the woods The driver starting humming along We could have been anywhere, some new frontier I haven't seen a map in years, oh dear But its bright, so we must be here You can hear the weeping willow Dreaming in indigo

Got to get downtown, better get there fast Have not slept since the night before last See my reflection in the window of the old El train Been panhandling in the pouring rain Went to the market over on B street And said can you give me some dollar bills for my change Cashier said son we cannot do that for you here And you know she looked at me kind of strange Well it don't take much to cut me loose Don't leave me sitting here again with them mean old dopesick blues Lord have mercy, won't you tell me the news Don't leave me crying here again with them mean old dopesick blues Wherever this is going and wherever this may lead Won't you send some angels down to Kensington to come and get me Walk across the alleyway, try and pull myself together Bum a cigarette and smell the weather It is getting cold, cold, cold, yeah real chilly Got to find a place to sleep in the heart of north philly Sure don't want to sell my guitar But even poor old me has to pay the bills Last night I had a vision I was walking through the streets of Paris with Uma Thurman Over by the Hotel de Ville Well it don't take much to cut me loose Don't leave me sitting here again with them mean old dopesick blues Lord have mercy, won't you give me the news Don't leave me crying here again with them mean old dopesick blues Wherever this is going and wherever this may lead Won't you send some angels down to Kensington to come and get me As time went on, I got myself off the street There are twenty six candles hoping they will meet me Well it's four in the morning and you know I just cannot sleep Tell the shepherd to look out, the wolves are coming for the sheep Maybe we are just dead flowers babe And we have yet to see our first spring These euphemisms for despair I think they are about to crown me king Well it don't take much to cut me loose Don't leave me sitting here again with them mean old dopesick blues Lord have mercy, won't you give me the news Don't leave me crying here again with these old dopesick blues Wherever this is going and wherever this may lead Won't you send some angels down to Kensington to come and get me

Someone said go to Arizona Go to New Mexico Get lost in the desert And find your way home Sitting on some barstool In the Soho Grande, sipping rain I don't know why but it tastes better Out of this glass that is made for champagne Gabrielle, the bartender She brought me a cup of tea Wall street is drowning in Johnny Walker blue Even the aristocrats, they cry Ave Maria I am reading Thich Nhat Hanh I wonder what he sings in the shower I bet he is scatting jazz Written by the flowers Renee Renee, did you paint your hair? That auburn, you wear it well That bracelet you tied around my wrist It rings an idiosyncratic bell Just like Cleo from five to seven Say your prayers at eleven eleven Caught a ride Out of New York City Catching fresh air With some Catskill hippies Rosie brought some palo santo Back from Argentina That sacred smoke It salsas like a ballerina The moon is full again Better go to town and find a payphone Tell my mother I am alive And I don't know when I will be home Might head to Charleston I heard Ashville is nice I'll flip a coin in Raleigh Tails for the smoky mountain side Tails never fails, I see Clingman's dome The land of the Cherokee Mountain laurel, orchids bloom The black bear roams free The moon, she is a crescent Have the vision at eleven eleven I received a letter with a keystone stamp From an old friend today Saying come north To the Poconos of P.A. Don't you write back See you when you get here in time Can you bring some white lightning? That Tennessee shine Hopped in a van with some college kids They were heading on home for break They dropped me in old Jimmy Thorpe Said they were stopping there anyway Found ten dollars on the ground Hopped in a cab on up the road Seems like I am destined For this cabin in the Poconos Knocked on the door Who could it be? Renee Renee Your hair? Did you paint it red? You know, it really suits you that way The clock reads eleven o' seven Count your blessings at eleven eleven

Appalachian sweet dream So free and true Come a little bit closer Let me sit next to you Tell me sweet things Take me down your avenue I've got a funny feeling You could teach me a thing or two If I was a bee I wouldn't want no honey If I was a garden I wouldn't pray for no rain Heaven could open up Invite me in for tea But I would miss the plane Waiting on your train Appalachian sweet dream So free and true Come a little bit closer Let me sit next to you Tell me sweet things Take me down your avenue I've got a funny feeling You could teach me a thing or two Don't care about the sunset Don't care about the most divine sunrise Maybe I will catch a glimpse In the reflection of your jewel thief eyes Please please please Have mercy on me and this heart of mine I am wine on the grapevine in your vineyard And you are mother time Appalachian sweet dream So free and true Come a little bit closer Let me sit next to you Tell me sweet things Take me down your avenue I've got a funny feeling You could teach me a thing or two I am in your church Kneeling down on your pew Won't you save me? Nothing else will do If it ain't this lifetime Can you make it the next one or two? I would wait a thousand more Wasting my precious time, wasting it all on you

I'll be on the next train smokin' I am coming home Honey, I have been gone too long, oh my Oh my sweet one Yes, I have been on the run I bet you must be wondering why I was all strung out And I left you hung out Wintertime high and dry So leave your light on Won't you leave your light on Shine your electric light easy eyes Because it has been dark and stormy And the devil is coming for me He ain't got nothing on you So shine your light Won't you shine your light Shine it down on me I know you will Sweet honey babe Yes I know you will Sweet honey babe Sweet honey child Give me a sip of that rosewater And let it run on down my back Yes, I dig you baby, and maybe you can save me And give me some more of that Rosewater Jessica Rose Take me on down To where your garden grows Because goodness knows We all need somewhere Sacred to go I wrote you a letter And you sent me a sweater During that long while I was away You must have had your light on I am sure you had your light on That candle is burning today Because things are getting brighter Yes my rider, she is a fighter A jedi goddess of the night So shine your light Won't you shine your light Shine it down on me I know you will Sweet honey babe Yes I know you will Sweet honey babe Sweet honey child Give me a sip of that rosewater And let it run on down my back Yes, I dig you baby, and maybe you can save me And give me some more of that Rosewater They took me home in a wagon And there is a dragon Running down my block He says catch me if you can Go on and try it again At my basement door he does knock Said what are you breathing your fire for? This must be your mighty encore I just cannot come out to play anymore She has her light on Look out dragon, she has her light on A lightning strike right to my core So ring around the rosie Pockets full of posies Oh you make me high as a kite So shine your light Shine it on that dragon Shine it down on me I know you will Sweet honey babe Yes I know you will Sweet honey babe Sweet honey child Give me a sip of that rosewater And let it run on down my back Yes, I dig you baby, and maybe you can save me And give me some more of that Rosewater

Tell me everything that you know You can start from the beginning Sounds like your teacher told you so How much did you spend on that second hand news you are spinning as your own? It's ok, I know you don't know Does your science help you sleep at night? It's less about what you believe to be true But just how did those beliefs arrive in you? Have you ever read the land? It's written just for you Let her tell you so I don't know much, this much I know She will walk us home If I had the words I would tell them right to you But don't you take it from me Because when them cold winds blow I don't have to tell you, you can feel the chill And when those warm winds blow I think you'll know, my oh my, we are heading home So be here now and be here later too Can you still tell the difference between Sophia and you? Have you ever read the land? You know the land reads us too Let her tell you so I don't know much, this is much I know She will walk us home

Do you remember? I am starting to think, did you forget? When you told me that your yellow Would surely leave my blues for dead But where are you now? And where is that yellow? That big apple must taste so damn sweet When you see your royalty Won't you tell them that I said hello Please do enjoy her yellow If I were wise, I would forget you But the more I try, the more I realize That is something that I can't do Trust me if I could, you know I would I'd love to forget, let you get yours yet But it's a fool's quest, even you must know this That without your yellow, only these blues exist I was on the floor, gasping for air Drowning slowly at this point And there she was, a breath of fresh air I heard a calling a sweet voice So you see, it ain't my choice You save me from myself Only you and no one else Trust me if I could, you know I would I'd love to forget, let you get yours yet But it's a fool's quest, even you must know this That without your yellow, only these blues exist

Woke up this morning On the wrong side of the bed I fixed myself a drink And to hell with it I said I am getting stoned on red wine Getting stoned on that California grass Can't you see, I married me a soul digger And she ain't going nowhere too fast She's the boss and I am lost in the sauce And there ain't no going back I am a Pennsylvania swindler And I don't need no job I am sitting and uh thinking Of some bank that I might just rob And if I get away with the cash I am going to buy this whole damn town and paint it black I'll change my name and that'll be that Sit here, sharpening my axe in the Adirondacks She's the boss and I am lost in the sauce And there ain't no going back It'll be a cold day in hell When that blue majesty walks that plank Cows will be jumping over the moon When her cavalry says hangmen, you can hang us hank But wait a minute, I just saw three pigs flying over the Poconos Dragging a queen with no head on down to Fairfax Bury her deep in that Virginia soil And let her ghost find me in the stars and the zodiac She's still the boss and I am lost in the sauce And there ain't no going back I am going to find myself a hilltop Where there ain't no more rules Give all my things to charity Spend all night howling at the moon Getting high on that cool mountain air Drunk on that nectar, minding on my own damn beeswax I won't have no name, call me the mountain man You won't see me hanging around the cul-de-sac Where she is the boss and I'd be lost in the sauce And you know I ain't going back

Twas' two in the morning The rain it was pouring Soon it will turn to snow The powder piling up sure does feel like quicksand It must be warm inside By the fireplace, oh my Singing why oh why am I outside? Oh yeah I gotta meet my man He's got something that just can't wait He hangs out over by a street called Ella He says avion avion Cauntos avion? We make a fifty dollar handshake and down the road I go Avion avion, leave me alone Can't you see that I don't want you no more You take all my money, and that ain't all You rise me on up just to watch me fall Avion avion, leave me alone You use me up, and so it goes I got news for you avion, I ain't gonna miss you when I am gone Sophia has come to take me home Well, it's two at night again And the sky She is putting on her jewelry Soon the sun will rise in the east I'm sitting by the fire With Sophia and her choir Singing Gaia Gaia, home sweet home Gaia Gaia, home sweet home Gaia Gaia, home sweet home

There is a Japanese maple tree It's over by the temple hall Collette, she took a picture with her paintbrush Now that eastern maple hangs on the wall The paper kings, they chopped it down I guess they had their reasons Now Collette, she paints the sunset Their paper axe can't cut that down yet Sylvia, she just hides in the woods Looking for the middle of nowhere You see, Sylvia skipped bail, the sheriffs on her trail She is hoping they won't find her there She was charged for having tea with the divine And conspiracy to share the ancient forgotten news The sacred invisible weapon The Achilles heal of the mirage of you Sylvia and Collette Have you met them yet? Up or down, east or west Whatever time suits you best They will be knocking on your red door Show you colors you ain't seen before They will dancing on your front porch So won't you let them in so they can let you out? We'll all be dancing on the front lawn In the backyard too Collette, she looks like a yellow silhouette And Sylvia, she looks brand new Sylvia and Collette If you haven't met them yet I tell you this, you are trying to light a candle that's already lit Surrender to win There is a flow We first felt it in Ohio The valley of legends, under a full moon It must have been around eleven Late may, early june Spring, she must have been working the late shift Where we end, where she begins We could not tell you this We became the flow, the flow became us And just like Collette, we cannot forget We have the vision, it's crystal clear Any path will take you here It's a rocky rocky road And there are boulders up ahead Well you can crash and burn Or you can live and learn like Sylvia and Collette Sylvia and Collette Have you met them yet? Up or down, east or west Whatever time suits you best They will be knocking on your red door Show you colors you ain't seen before They will dancing on your front porch So won't you let them in so they can let you out? We'll all be dancing on the front lawn In the backyard too Collette she looks like a yellow silhouette And Sylvia she looks brand new Sylvia and Collette If you haven't met them yet I tell you this, you are trying to light a candle that's already lit Surrender to win

Salutations to all of my fairweather friends Surely we are all just doing our very best And here is to all of you raincoat diplomats Signing treaties for the queen and appeasing all the rest ~ Oh, curse this wonderful drama, curse the state I am in Long hallways and golden doors just out of reach The colorful confusion of the marketplace Honey, if my heart were a painter, you would be its masterpiece ~ And ain't it grand to watch the geese fly on back into town Cold Katie, calm down, you are only starting to sweat That is just the summertime in your hair And it's a great big world out there ~ Go on and get the ball rolling Maybe just leave well enough alone Chopping wood and carrying water Float like a feather, sink like a stone ~ And the apple don't fall too far from the tree Just a chip off the old block And the wolves only eat what we feed them They will alchemize whatever poison you've got ~ Well it's a broad highway and the sea refuses no river And if you want to dance, you are going to have to pay the fiddler Buyer beware And it's a great big world out there ~ There is much to learn chasing a feeling But that disco closed a long time ago All these things I try and get away stealin' Breaking into my own damn window ~ That morning tea kettle whistles And you know a watched pot never boils Ain't that something to write home about Look at the lillies, how they grow, they don't spin, they don't toil ~ Gravel beaches and coral knives waterfall my mind You are my sunshine, my only sunshine Honey, you are so rare And it's a great big world out there ~ It's your way, your way or the highway I think I am at the end of my rope You are a hallow bamboo You are the blue sky, you are the fire and the smoke ~ Well some days are better than others Oh shucks, what can I say? That blue axe is chopping me down And I wouldn't have it any other way ~ Walkin' through the mud and honey you are just so good lookin' Climbing all the way up the mountain to see the medicine woman just to see what is cookin' Well aware that she don't share And it's a great big world out there