I am not a poet, living is the poem 

I am not a singer, I am in the song 

And I've got a story that I cannot write down 

And I'm with you but I'll always be alone 

I may not be right, but I don't think I am wrong 



Every note's an answer, every word's a sign 

Every man's a dancer, following his own time 

I've found a tearful language that translates what I am 

And I cried out loud, but they didn't understand 

I cried so hard I may never try again 

I may never try, I may never try again 



Cleansing in the water, heal me in the light 

Mend you ageless daughter, I've been awake all night 

'Cause if your sands are shifting, I'll need to know what I forgot 

I don't want much, but I need an awful lot 



I've found a tearful language that translates what I am 

And I cried out loud, but you didn't understand 

I cried so hard I may never try again 

I may never try, I may never die again 



I may never cry again 

I may never try again 

I may never die again



STONEGROUND WORDS 



Sand me down to the nerve 

Made to live on stouneground words 

Imagine that, you've done all that 

And I come back for more 

Imagine that, I lived on that 

And I will live for more 



I entered dancing and looked for my partner 

I thought the path could be a double road 

You played my heart like a drum beating warning 

Oh, I guess I'm gonna dance this one alone 



I'll go to the garden that follows the seasons 

Live in the field where the healing grass grows 

Go to the mountains where air's clear for breathing 

Clear is just another way to see 

I feel to know 



Cleanse in the ocean, bathe in the power 

Live with the sea and I rise for the tide 

Go to the place where the water will bring me 

I'm the rivers lover, but I'll be the oceans bride 



And they sand me down to the nerve 

Make me live on stouneground words 

Imagine that, you've done all that 

And I come back for more 

Imagine that, I lived on that 

And I will live for more



SONG OF THE SOUTH, BASED ON A THEME FROM 

SONG OF THE NORTH ADAPTED FROM THE ORIGINAL 



Let it flow 

Let it flow 

Let it go into the sea with me in it 



Let it fly 

Let it fly 

Let it glide into the sky with me up there 



With me, with me up there 

With me up there, with me up there 

Repeat 

Maybe you're hurt, maybe you cried in love 

Maybe you're living too rough 

Maybe you're giving too much 

Maybe the people want more 

Maybe you're askin' "what for," "what for" 



Oh, do da day 



Let it snow 

Let it snow 

Let it fall unto the ground and cover me 

Let it fall unto the ground and cover me 



Maybe it's wrong 

Maybe it's right tonight 

Maybe we'll open the door 

Maybe it's opened before 

Maybe you're giving too much 

Maybe you're living too rough 



Oh, do day day 

Repeat 



Maybe the people want more 

Maybe you're asking what for 



Oh, do da day 

Oh, do da day



MAYBE I WAS (A GOLF BALL)



I'm so tired that I can't sleep,

I already read the Bible inner deep

The preacher keeps me on my knees

To wander and to travel

And to sleep when I am able



Maybe I was an old path

Maybe I was a raincloud

Maybe I was a mountain inside of Russia

Maybe I was a good road

Maybe I was a secret

Maybe I was a river flowing in Russia.



But I'm so tired and I can't sleep,

I already read the Bible inner deep

A preacher keeps me on my knees

To wander and to travel

And to sleep when I am able.