Dirty Little Secrets

i can be a royal bitch like you wouldn’t believe,
i can think such nasty thoughts like no one can conceive,
i can have such mood swings and i can hold it all inside,
and i don’t think you want to know the dirty things i hide.

i resist your labels, i don’t fit into your scene,
i am good and i am evil, maybe something in between,
you see what you want to see or what i feel like showing,
there’s something more behind these eyes worth knowing.

i can love you better than anyone you’ve had before,
i can write you poems and other things you can’t ignore,
i can walk into your dreams and show you things about yourself,
and there’s no amount of money that can match my wealth.

i resist your labels, i don’t fit into your scene,
i am good and i am evil, maybe something in between,
you see what you want to see or what i feel like showing,
there’s something more behind these eyes worth knowing.

i can show you glimpses of my light and of my dark,
i can reveal all of me, or keep things hidden in my heart,
i can be mistrusting and jealous or thoughtful and kind,
but i sure don’t take kindly to being left behind.

i resist your labels, i don’t fit into your scene,
i am good and i am evil, maybe something in between,
you see what you want to see or what i feel like showing,
there’s something more behind these eyes worth knowing.

the only real hope for peace
is wise women,
a few from each nation
where men make war,
women who know that they, too
could die in this darkness.
bring them together by the river,
let them offer food, drink, tobacco
to the Mother Goddess,
let them tell stories to each other,
sing songs, recite poems,
tell of the horrors they have lived.
let them bear witness to each other,
and listen with the heart of a mother,
for caoining has no national borders.
let them be mothers and sisters
and daughters and friends,
let the grandmothers speak truth
to overcome hopelessness and despair.
women sitting in circles as equals
supported by their governments,
let them negotiate peace
and heal humankind.

I waited for you as long as I could
but then I had to get while the getting’s good
my friends all said you were lying to me
so far away I ran, hounded by your memory
down the highway, around the bend
into the valley, high on the mountain
I been double-crossed for the very last time
and knowing love like I do, you aren’t that kind
you may never know the pain you put me through
or the dreams I have, or the things I do
so for now I’ll keep on moving down the line
but I know I’ll never leave myself behind.
You hurt the ones that I loved best
but someday, baybee, there’ll be a test
to see what price you’d sell your soul
your heart is darkness, black as coal
there ain’t no way to make it come clean
cuz I’ve been there and I know what I’ve seen
one day you’ll waken, see the blood on your hands
and wonder who the hell is that bald old man
lyin’ there in that big old bed next to you
he’ll be a damned sight uglier than me, I can tell you.
It’s a wonder that you still know how to dream
I can’t remember your face anymore, it seems
your soul has changed, your eyes don’t look into mine,
ain’t it hard to look truth in the eyes, sunny valentine.

take all my loves, my love,
take them all away,
i gave my soul
and loved in misery,
i gave what other lovers gave,
i gave what no one knows,
in the ritual of my office.

take all my loves, my love,
take them all away,
a mournful song
escapes from my lips,
in hoarse cries
of infinite tenderness,
this was my destiny.

take all my loves, my love,
take them all away,
until the pure, fine
form of virgin woman,
unruined by a single sweetness,
gazes into your eyes,
awaiting your first words.