Copyright © 1998 and 2002 by Lisa C. Heyden
listening to music flow through my head a mix of jealousy of envy of joy of love for the sport--- sports we admire it--- them admire it the beauty want to be it ourselves want to be it make it flaunt it be--- loved as well watch them move fingers of the music through my head a trail from the fingers on the keys a tragedy now a comedy a smile now a movement of the dance--- the sport--- sports we admire them moving that way want to be that ourselves want to be beautiful ourselves want to do it be it live it make it flaunt it and be--- loved as well we watch them move fingers over someone else's skin and we want to be them want it to be our skin want it to be us the beauty is we watch the fingers glide over the keys making the music we want to be
You have to be exposed Exposed to the art You have to be exposed To reason Before you can make it see it feel it You have to be exposed to be it You have to be exposed Exposed to the music You have to be exposed To the sport Before you can run it sing it dance it You have be exposed to be it Exposure is fear Exposure is life Exposure is human flailing You avoid it you embrace it You fear it you cherish it Exposure is human wailing Exposure is cold Exposure is white Exposure is human feeding You fear it you embrace it You avoid it you cherish it Exposure is human being You have to be exposed Exposed to the things You have to be exposed To life Before you can sculpt it draw it make it You have to be exposed to be it You have to be exposed Exposed to the risk You have to be exposed to death Before you can fear it train it work it You have to be exposed to live it Before you can live you have to be exposed you have to be exposed to life to live it
Wind breath sweat Brown horse run Brown horse run to the way The way that leads to the river The way that leads to the plain The way that leads back home Wind breath sweat Brown horse run back home Breath sweat wind Horse runs home By the river horse runs By the plain horse runs By the house horse runs Past the fence horse runs Horse runs home We can see where you're going Brown horse running But we can't go there Sweat breath wind Brown horse runs Brown horse runs to the way Across the river Across the plain Past the house Past the fence Brown horse runs back home We can see where you're going Brown horse running But we can't go there Can you tell them we love them Brown horse When you get there? Brown horse runs home