So here are the lyrics to the songs, meant to help folks who want to sing along, learn the tunes. We reserve the copyrights here - if you want to use the lyric or commercial purposes, contact Christopher Bingham, chris@bonepoets.com for written permission. Each song should print on one page...

Spin

When you were young did you spin til you were dizzy and
Touching your toungue to the experience
Did you wind up tangled in a great mess
Hoping for a break?

Or was it all just empty words and incense
The mountain come and gone like in zen
And did it make you more compassionate
Sitting there alone?

I don't have the answer
I don't know the way
I put my feet in my shoes
And walk a little every day
I don't fear tommorrow
I'm not ashamed to love
Most days I look around me
And think the universe is enough - today

If I get old I will spin til I am dizzy and
Touching the cold end of experience
Untangle every kind of great mess
Not waiting for breaks

I never needed empty words and incense
The mountain doesn't need to make sense
I find the will to be compassionate
Spinning all around

I don't have the answer
I don't know the way
I put my feet in my shoes
And walk a little every day
I don't fear tommorrow
I'm not ashamed to love
Most days I look around me
And think the universe is enough - today

Jan 4, 2009 Snoho / Seattle

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