CANYONS
I float like winter rain...
Frozen like a blood stain...
Only when it hurts will I do it over again...
Twice like a gemini twin in may...
Now that I care it dawns on me that it's too late...
To dust off my apologies and blend them with her name...
The cold look on her face has her eyes on fire...
And in so many ways I cannot deny her...
She stepped all over my stellar sky dancing with the satelites...
Shinning like the summer night with the sun shinning on the other side...
She slowly became my constellation...
My watered down pisces with all her revelations...
She's my world in reservation...
She's like the day I died and became the reincarnation...
Days in life have all become so tangled...
We're all like human bombs that only beliefs can dismantle...
How do we handle these rivers that cry floods onto our terrains...
Carving out canyons in our hearts to show us we are to blame...
We are all the same when to love is what we dare...
All that I can see is the life inside her stare...
For me there is no place like looking at her reflection...
For as far as she may be the memories are the resurection...
CANYONS by Santi V. 6/18/07 Dedicated to Lorena
"We have stayed focused on this thing for a long time. When we could be gallivanting around spending our dough, we sit in a room and think about b-flats and c-sharps and tempos and grooves and textures and laying back and pushing for new ways of harmonizing with each other. Elbow grease, blue collar rocking. We are about our music. We don't half step, we love music, it's interesting to us. We have barely scratched the surface of the awesome mystery of it. We feel like what we are doing is a meaningful thing. We are here to serve people, to perform a function that we think is helpful to the world. We believe in it. Rocking. When any person stays in a state of giving they are their best. That is where we try to stay."
Flea-Red Hot Chili Peppers