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When The Big Numbers Run

When the big numbers run
The catman dreams…

"He turned on to, too much to soon
You'll never see blue skies
It's your final frontier
Your time is here"

When the big numbers run
You have to stay on top
When your runnin' hot
You know you're not gonna stop!

And all the things that you know
Well they start taking their toll
And you know that it's time to go
You're at your wits end
No time to pretend
The big numbers grow
And on they go

When the big numbers run


6/14/1983

Hold On

Hey, will you remember me?
We've been good friends since about `73
You'll make it big, better than me
We read about you in books and magazines
Just one thing on which you must agree
Our generation has no concept of reality
At least not without drugs and TV screens
You, "The Beaver" and me

Look at the cloud, the trees
Reflecting the years when life was easy
Not a care to be seen
What does the future hold for me?

Take it as it is, take it as it comes
It's more than just surviving
Answers will be told
To the questions that we hold
No one said it's easy to believe

So hold on to your dreams
Hold on to your friends
They will be with you
When you reach your wits end


6/1/1983

Earthquake

Curves of Motion
Bend the light
The skies are empty
Just a look of life

Dusted softly
With streams of white
The earth is falling
The fault, it gives
The movies are gone
And so are are your kids.


Spring 1983