Ezra Free

A purple tone engulfs the air
As moonlight spins around her hair
Alas, the time has come, it’s clear
But left no time to whisper here

Noticing the moment I shift into gear
With my hands I drive, with my heart I steer
Awoke this morning to find I’m asleep
In cellar dwellings where heathens creep

Where trembling mountains can do you no harm
And venturing outward can ring no alarm
Where winds don’t blow by man’s control
And solar eclipses are bought and sold

Frantically I frolic to the tip of a hat
One wave of the wand and this becomes that
Tip-toe my way or dance on my heels
Nobody expects two tons of steel

Swirling a whirlwind down your spine
Coiling and boiling until springtime
So sleep if you must to connect with the way
But don’t lose trust when the skies turn grey

I’ll post some music production work here again soon.

“Temporary Like Achilles”

by Bob Dylan

Standing on your window, honey,
Yes, I’ve been here before.
Feeling so harmless,
I’m looking at your second door.
How come you don’t send me no regards?
You know I want your lovin’,
Honey, why are you so hard?

Kneeling ‘neath your ceiling,
Yes, I guess I’ll be here for a while.
I’m tryin’ to read your portrait, but,
I’m helpless, like a rich man’s child.
How come you send someone out to have me barred?
You know I want your lovin’,
Honey, why are you so hard?

Like a poor fool in his prime,
Yes, I know you can hear me walk,
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime,
Or is it just solid rock?

Well, I rush into your hallway,
Lean against your velvet door.
I watch upon your scorpion
Who crawls across your circus floor.
Just what do you think you have to guard?
You know I want your lovin’,
Honey, but you’re so hard.

Achilles is in your alleyway,
He don’t want me here,
He does brag.
He’s pointing to the sky
And he’s hungry, like a man in drag.
How come you get someone like him to be your guard?
You know I want your lovin’,
Honey, but you’re so hard.

Once the fuel to my fire, you are now just a piece of lumber,
Once my heart’s desire, you are now just another number,
Once a reason to wake up, now a reason to awaken,
Once a feeling of love, now just another lesson,
Once I thought you a friend, who would bend over backwards for me when you could,
Now I see in the end, you could care less if I’m laid out or withstood,
Once I thought you the one, and that in given time we could be,
Now I see through the sun, and am enlightened instantly,
You showed me the way, time and time again,
I looked the other way, unable to contend,
You smacked me silly as I stood in delight,
Awaiting a train that never took flight,
You insisted you were too busy, and I’d just have to wait,
But though I tried to look busy, you just closed the gate.

Why can’t I accept that fact that everything is okay? Why must I cloud my vision with worry and doubt? Why is it so easy to talk about yet so hard to do? Why can I not lay my head back, relax, and allow myself to open up like a lotus flower in full bloom? Why can’t I just be kind? Where does this seed of anger come from? Who hurt me or stoned me? Am I just doing it to myself, is it just a self-perpetuating vicious Karmic cycle of self-neglect? Is there even a way out? Is it really so hard to believe that I could be the one who comes out on top this time? Is it not my due time yet? Isn’t it possible that eventually I’ll have my day? Am I not told that we all have our time to shine, is it not possible that I’ve yet to even so much as see mine? Isn’t it possible that everything that has led me up to here has just been the tip of the iceberg, and there’s another chapter left that I couldn’t even fathom the greatness of? Must I be so easily shaken? Am I for some reason incapable of standing my ground and firmly rooting my feet in the Earth? When am I going to learn to go with the flow like I once did not all that long ago? Is there anything I can do? Is there any way to bring myself to trust again? Why can’t I purify my thoughts despite sitting in the belly of the beast? Why can’t I have a second chance? Why can’t I quit you? Why can’t I walk away calmly and love blindly? Does the power not rest within me?

Accept the fact that everything is okay. Do not cloud your vision with worry and doubt. It is just as easy to do as it is to talk about. Lay your head back, relax, and allow yourself to open up like a lotus flower in full bloom. Just be kind. This seed of anger does not come from within. Noone has hurt or stoned you. You are doing it to yourself, it is a self-perpetuating vicious Karmic cycle of self-neglect. There is a way out. You will be the one who comes out on top this time. It is your due time now. Eventually every dog has his day, and you are no different. It is your time to shine now. You’ve yet to even see the possibilities. Everything that has led you up to here has been just the tip of the iceberg, and there’s another chapter left that you couldn’t even fathom the greatness of. You are not easily shaken. You are capable of standing your ground and your feet are firmly rooted in the Earth. You can now learn to go with the flow like you once did not all that long ago. You can do anything. You can allow yourself to trust again. You can purify your thoughts despite sitting in the belly of the beast. You can have a second chance now. You can quit. You can walk away calmly, and love blindly. The power rests within you.