Jeff and Naomi rocking at The Bee's Knees in Kobe, Japan. Enjoy!

The Nonsense

Carving this stone with that familiar spoon, 
bending the rock 'til it's flat
On the sky road far too soon, 
drowning stars' light in a sack

"No, don't think so"
"Here's what you can't"
Just feel it blow
Just hear the rant
You get nothing back
For all the nonsense
That you know

Dancing on your hands to a familiar tune, 
walking the sky with your soles
Introducing yourself to the people you knew, 
seeing the diamonds in coal

Sure of the kind
Sure of the type
Sure I ain't blind
I watch my own hype
You get nothing back
For all the nonsense
That you find

Treading old paths although each day is new, 
expecting new shapes from a mold
Neglecting the tracks we know to be blue, 
walking barefoot in the snow

Know what it means
Believe in the bliss
It's stone not a stream
It's pure not a mix
You get nothing back
For all the nonsense
That you glean