By Mark Nichols & Mehnaz Hoosein
Kismet kismet aye meri kismet
Tu mera lamha aye meri kismet
...
Sometime after the beginning of the world
And many years before its end
There is a story of the frog who sings a different song
...
There is a transformation
It goes like this:
From birth of civilization
And our own selves
...
West County Sex Gang Anthem
Sweet Cerebral
Dreams of Spirits Smiling
Jester of Goodwill
...
Symbols are extra-dimensional
They funnel and focus
Like magnifying glass to sun
Potholes
...
We suck at guessing
We are not half as smart
At any given moment
...
He was a great Businessman
Started by selling lemons
To kids who paid him to learn to make lemonade
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One small candle
Flickering, flickering
One small light
Brightly flickering
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I have been born again
Into the world of understanding
That what is new
Has existed since the first crustaceans
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I was open to the man early on
But skeptical
Even though I'm a self-identified
Democratic anarchist-animist
...
Are you with me?
Names say a lot
There's a lot in a name.
...
The Apostate collapses into an almost restful fallen position
She knows that she will have to be in this position
So she had used every drop of her energy
...
The armies of fear & racism are still out there
camping in tents, starving themselves
Or barely living on stolen nourishment
But the vast legions, alive
...
For those who believe God's way
Is peace and love
Yet sadly say, 'the real world
Doesn't work like that'
...
Everything remembers everything
The elephants in the room
The medicine men
And the test tube men
...
You know I love Delila
And she digs my nice long dread
But I'll shave it all off
And wax my head
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I loved you more
Than met the eye
I knew each time I'd see you
Wavin' goodbye
...
Childhood heroes of imagined greatness
Were likely in various phases of struggle
And the world was seeing them frozen in time
While they lived on
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The good times guitar has a power all it's own
The good times guitar is a better guitar than other more expensive cars
Hey martin i go heavy on my good time
...
Snuggly kitty
Write up a ditty
bum ditty bum bum meow
...
Mark grew up on a farm in Ferndale, Washington, in the United States.)
Kismet
By Mark Nichols & Mehnaz Hoosein
Kismet kismet aye meri kismet
Tu mera lamha aye meri kismet
Tu mera karma aye meri kismet
Kismet kismet aye meri kismet
I was walking back in time
To the moment I first saw you
It was monsoon as is now
And the rain poured inside both of us
The storm we fled to get away
In your attic room remember
I don't dwell on starting over
But today I want the past to find me
What was I
Looking for
When I had
All I ever
Wanted
Now I look far
Across this desert
At my green grass...
Grass...
And I saw Buddha there
And I met Jesus there
And I heard Hendrix there
And I felt Shiva there
And I touched Gandhi there
And Andy Warhol there
And he just didn't care
He was in his underwear
And they said 'Ahhhhhh'
Set me free