Blue Sky Blues

Got the stride in the morning, I've got them nerves at night.

Got the stride in the morning, I've got them nerves at night.

I've got the fear-of-death blues, baby,

I've sent several distress signals, and now I'm so anxiously waiting to hear back from the me inside who can just sit with that without reacting.

I've cut out the sugar mama, and I've cut out the cheese and bread.

I've cut out the sugar mama, and I've cut out the cheese and bread.

I've been daily meditating

And I relearn every day that beingness is busy and painful inside no matter what you do, and the only thing you can do is try to love the chaos and emptiness as the home to which we are all on our way back.

I've got the beingness blues,

I've got the emptiness blues,