COLLECTANEA JARBOE (ongoing collection of various lyrics and prose written by Jarboe , both published and private)

FOR MY FATHER (originally published on the Jarboe & Helen Money e.p. )

what you sought
father taught
in the wind
Father’s thoughts

his words to me
become a key
the freedom fight
of human rights

he breathes to me
equality
victory for all the breathe

i hear my father
call tonight
he’s in the wind
his children fight
i hear my father call tonight
he’s in the wind
i too must fight

for the tortured and oppressed
injustice perish
embrace amnesty

 

TRUTH

for… they cannot hide

though out of sight

they cannot hide

for… they cannot hide

though out of sight

three things cannot hide

the moon
the sun
the moon
the sun

the moon
the sun

the moon the sun and the

truth

come look outside

find the sun and the moon

come look inside and find

and find your truth

the moon the sun

the moon and the sun

the moon the sun

the moon the sun

and the truth

 

BLUE

a hand extends to you
now offer all you have
well hello mister blue
you cannot make me sad
eyes wide open
as i never sleep
hello mister blue
hand extends to you
eyes wide open

you cannot make me mad
hello mister blue
the hand extends to you
i offer all i have
watch the fire
exploding all around
watch the fire
watch this fire
burn it down

hello mister blue

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VOLCANO  (originally published on SWANS album entitled: Soundtracks For The Blind)

YOUR LIPSTICK SMEAR ACROSS YOUR FACE, NOW TOSS YOUR HAIR IN DIRTY GRACE. PINK LEATHER STRAP ON YOUR GUITAR, NOW SPREAD YOUR LEGS – HOW BRIGHT YOU ARE. MMMMMM, THEY ALL KNOW YOUR NAME, COLLIE, CLAW YOUR WAY TO FAME… THERE’S A STAR IN HER EYES AND SHE KNOWS IT, THERE’S A STAR IN HER MIND YEAH SHE SHOWS IT, THERE’S A STAR IN HER EYES AND SHE KNOWS IT, A STAR IN HER MIND YEAH SHE GROWS IT… AND EVERY EVENING THE SUN COMES UP WHEN SHE GOES DOWN, AND EVERY EVENING THE MUD FILLS UP HER BRIDAL GOWN. THE LITTLE GIRL INSIDE OF YOU, HAS MADE HER DREAMS COME TRUE. AND TONIGHT YOU TAKE THE STAGE. YOU WEAR A DRESS OF BLOOD AND LACE. YOU LEFT A STAIN WHERE YOU HAVE KNEELED, BUT COLLIE, YOU’RE STILL INVISIBLE… YOUR LIPSTICK SMEAR ACROSS YOUR FACE, NOW TOSS YOUR HAIR IN DIRTY GRACE. PINK LEATHER, STRAP ON YOUR GUITAR, NOW SPREAD YOUR LEGS JUST LIKE A STAR… AND I’D LIKE TO EAT HER BREASTS AND KNOW GOD, AND I’D LIKE TO TASTE HER FLESH AND GROW HARD, AND I’D LIKE TO EAT HER BREASTS AND GROW GOD, AND I’D LIKE TO SUCK HER BREATH AND BLOW HOT…

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UNRAVELING THREAD  (originally published on BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE LTD album entitled : Presenting the Beautiful People Ltd)

and everything I thought I had was there by an unraveling thread
so used to alienation now i numbly walk through the crowd
in oncoming traffic i feel the possibility of one perfect instant thrill

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STORM COMIN’ ON  (originally published on JESU album entitled: Lifeline )

People yell things out to me in the street as I pass

And the men in their dark cars are whispering

Trying to entice me inside

They would kill me

And if I told you

What would you think

All Above you

The sky will go black

The sky will break

Its all coming on

You gotta run now

You gotta go fast

Storm comin’ on now

You gotta get past

You gotta run now

You gotta go fast

Storm comin’ on now

You gotta go back

And if I told you

What would you think

All above you

The sky will go black

The sky will break…

AH AH….

You gotta run now

You gotta go fast

Storm comin’ on now

You gotta get past

You gotta run now

You gotta go fast

Storm comin’ on now

You gotta go back

You gotta run now

You gotta go fast

Storm comin’ on now

You gotta get past

You gotta run now

You gotta go fast

Storm comin’ on now

You gotta go back

Madness rules here

I’m stepping through needles and puddles of piss

My spine aches

I must pull myself out

How did I get to this

You gotta run now

You gotta go fast

Storm comin’ on now

You gotta get past

You gotta run now

You gotta go fast

Storm comin’ on now

You gotta go back

You gotta run now

You gotta go fast

Storm comin’ on now

You gotta get past

You gotta run now

You gotta go fast

Storm comin’ on now

You gotta go back go back go back go back

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Jarboe ‘s essay editorial pro ‘ Rock The Vote ‘ originally published in OUTBURN magazine

Poem by Jarboe published on the album by C17H19NO3  – 1692/2092 :

 Jarboe’s notes for “In My Garden” from Swans ‘Children of God’ sessions, Cornwall, England :

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