I am Found

You Are Not Alone

Banjo, GCGCE (Capo 4)

You are welcome at my table
You are welcome in my home
You are free to share your story
You are not alone

Rest your body on my pillow
You can stay here as long as you need
Come on and walk me through your garden
Show me your flowers and your weeds

You are welcome at my table
You are welcome in my home
You are free to share your story
You are not alone

It’s okay if you break some china
Or spill red wine on the white rug
If you cry it doesn’t mean you’re weak
We all are seeking love

Come to the banquet
Come to the banquet
Come to the banquet now

You are welcome at my table
You are welcome in my home
You are free to share your story
You are not alone

I am Found

DADGAD (Capo 1)

I am on my own again
Drivin’ out to Bishop cross the mountains
everything is different everything is new
I do all the drivin’ I do not miss you
or maybe I do

I am on my own again
drive to Salt Lake City in the mornin’
Everything is ragged everything is real
Every mile I travel a corner of me heals
this is real

I am on my own again
Steerin’ wheel is my hands
I decide where it is I am going
I am on my own again
but this time I have no plan
All my untied ends are showing

I am on my own again
drive back across the salt flats to the ocean
everything is changing everything’s alright
Maybe back to Portland don’t put up a fight
it’ll be alright

I am on my own again
Steering wheel is in my hands
I decide where it is I’m going
I am on my own again
This time without a plan
All of my untied ends are showing

I am on my own again
driving up Sonora pass and then drivin’ down again
Everything goes up and everything goes down
I feel like a mess but maybe I am found

I am found
I am found
I am found
I am found

Broken Dishes

EADGBE (Capo 5)

There is a gallery of broken dishes at our house
Each one is like a shining hope transformed into a doubt
You bound them up with rubber bands and set them on the shelf
I’ll fix them when I can, you said, I don’t need any help

You broke one of the sake cups my mom bought long ago
Cracked some of the porcelain, black hair and yellow kimonos
My Mom bought them in England, they were made in Japan
You say one day you’ll glue them back together again

It’s time to let them go
There will be more broken dishes
It’s time to let them go
Just like all of our old wishes
Let them go

The handles on the teacups didn’t want to stay attached
They came off during accidents or another shouting match
Blue snowflakes dance across the edge of those chipped white cups
My grandpa gave me those and I miss him oh so much

It’s time to let them go
There will be more broken dishes
It’s time to let them go
Just like all of our old wishes
Let them go

We have shining hopes and it’s alright to doubt
These are just broken things we can live without
They aren’t the memories

There’s a gallery of broken dishes at our house
Each one is like a shining hope transformed into a doubt
Come my love let’s take them all on down from the shelf
My love you are forgiven and now I need your help
My love you are forgiven and now I need your help

It’s time to let them go
There will be more broken dishes
It’s time to let them go
Just like all of our old wishes
Let them go
Let them go
Let them go

The God Song

CGDGBD

I look at the stars and I don’t understand
I think I am small because I am
I’m tryin’ my best to comprehend
The God that you love but I can’t understand

You and I were crawling hand over hand up a mountain hat we can’t understand
We can only see a little way ahead, up to the next crack but we can see all the back down to the ground but we can only see a little way ahead. It’s so frustrating, so mysterious, that mystery, mystery is the divine and I don’t want name it any more than that…

I look at the sky and I look at the land
Biting my lips dig my toes in the sand
I’m tryin’ not to fight but all of plans
Are fadin’ away I can’t understand

I find the divine in long road trips. When you’re driving across Nevada you can’t help but start to talk about how we’re all just tiny, precious specks on the amazing organic ball in the middle of vast quantities of a vacuum of space time. About how our bodies are made up of stars that have dies…and one day all the stars up in the sky every fleck of light will flicker out and we’ll be left here in the dark (pause) and maybe there’ll be myths about the time when free energy poured down upon the world…space and time stretch on forever and so why be worried about how we failed again or about how the person you love doesn’t love you back anymore…because it’s all so much bigger than we think it is, we’re so big and so small…so big and so small…

I miss the mountains and l need the rain
Thunder and lightning on the high desert plain
I don’t think god lives in a place or a thing
It’s gotta something that lives in between

And when it all feels heavy when it feels like we should just abandon the wagons and walk all the rest of the way west to California alone, we realize we’re already here, in California and there is no where to go but East, we’ve already been north and south. There isn’t a wagon, that’s all just made up dollar signs and neuroses and all that really matters is how we feel tonight, that’s all, you and me and how we feel right now…us bits of old stars, in all this free sunset light

You don’t have to hide it or give it a name
The labels and pomp don’t mean a damn thing
I don’t think that God is shaped like a man
I think that God is shaped like our hands
so big so small so big so small so big so small so big so small…

Song For Chris

DADF#AD

I can’t protect you anymore
You make your own decisions now
And weather your own storms
We’re not friends in the same way now
We’re no longer childhood playmates
Building huts around our house

You’re still my little brother
Born when I was four
When you stand there crying
And bruised at my back door
I see a little boy with oval glasses
Outer space once was his passion

I can’t protect you anymore
You make your own decisions now
And open your own doors
I’m never could catch you when you fell
broke your collar bone and broke your heart
but my heart broke as well

You’re still my little brother
Born when I was four
When you stand there crying
And bruised at my backdoor
I see a little boy with oval glasses
Outer space once was his passion

I can’t protect you anymore
Go on and make your own mistakes
And ride your own damn storm
I can’t take away the bruises you will get
Can’t stop your lips from quivering
when you lose control of it

My wish for you however low you get
Don’t let the light in your eyes go out
My wish for you however low you get
Don’t let the light in your eyes go out

Strong & Unsteady

Banjo, GDBGD

I’m shaking with fear but I want to be found
I climb higher but still I can’t find the ground
This mountain is ragged and steep
Heart-shaped red rocks crumble under my feet

My boots are sifting this ancient red ash
The silt and debris that I’ve saved from my past
One foot at a time toward the crimson red peak
The goddess forgiveness lives in this valley

Oh Mistress of Sunrise tell the sun to come out
Then send the Rain Queen to wash off my doubt
I know I am strong if a little unsteady
Creator please take me I think I am ready

I’m no longer upright I am too tired
As the Sun God transforms these cliffs into fire
I’ll keep crawling hand over hand
Til’ one of these eagles shows me where to land

Oh Mistress of Sunrise tell the sun to come out
Then send the Rain Queen to wash off my doubt
I know I am strong if a little unsteady
Creator please take me I think I am ready