I still need to add these songs:

Halfway Winds -

The Empty Eye
The Waiting
For the Homesick
Sleep, Take Me

Tavaputs -

Is It Separate From The Road - Ben, Ja
The Form - Ben, Wren, Matt, Ja
The Life That Is Separate - Ben, Wren, Matt, Ja
28 Forms - Ben, Wren, Matt
The Crying Winds
The Strange Wind



28 Forms

28 forms on the badland
one brought his heart one brought his fight
one brought anything that she ever owned
for the wind to take along into its own

against the dawn built of the blue clay
built of the faded night built of the sage
and they'll fade, they'll fade, they'll fade, they'll fade
they'll fade in the sun until it's gone
then to kill choice forever let it lead
not the thousand's voices you can see

return to the star that pulled up the moon
along the plumb line that links all to all
and if it rains, and if it rains, and if it rains, and if it rains
if it rains the rain will fall straight through
and the wind will haul it off into the blue
no one left alone
and I'll be sure, I'll be sure
I'll be sure that it's not you


The Life That Is Separate

the dawn star unreal above a band of blue
and the fire went out, ash poured across the ground
you walk into the trees, all along the hill
the two shades of blue make up the life that is separate
it makes up the life that is separate
it breaks it from the one that is wrong
they show you what could have been done
and then how you have to go on
you pray all day to the thing that made all the pain
then you pray all night to the thing that might take it away
you say give me a new life
give me a new world
be a different grace
one that precedes no world
one that will stay nothing and let us stay nothing too
one that will stay nothing and let us stay nothing too
when the wind blows in the pines
it's on the tips of all of their tongues
the nothing that there was before there was nothing
and they say before the life that is separate
was broken from the one below
before it was broken from the one, there was nothing to be broken from
before it was broken from the one, there was nothing to be broken from

he Form

there is always the form
which precedes the form
of the choice
the choice you've made
or the one you won't
will you know it when you see?

can the image hold
at least what the form can hold?
porcupine?
canyon elk?
I thought that I owed you
now i know how and why i do
now i know how and why i do

ahead is a form
black against the darkness
swimming in the void
restless in the fabric
that tethers all to all others
with a black thread and a gray thread and a white

but when I get there
who will it be?
and if it's me
then who will i be?


Is It Separate From the Road

out on the road
before the first gray light of dawn
the stars will fade
but the wind will stay
no less no less when you're gone
it will be further further than you thought
oh how i wept
once for each half of my origin
and the gray earth beneath them both
is it separate from the road?

what would they all say
if they saw me leaving alone
would one of them stand and one of them say
hey boy why can't you stay
it will be further than you thought
oh how i wept
once for each half of my origin
the gray earth beneath them both
is it separate from the road

first comes that yellow light
then that red light
then that blue light
then finally the white
is it is it is it separate from the road?


The Empty Eye

nothing can prepare you for
the dream of the dream to come
nothing can prepare you for the
hardest hardest day
when the body one day won't reach out for the sun
one day

but the sun will burn no less

there is the kind of night which restores the day
then there's the kind of night that casts it's shade
day after day after day
after day

what is it that kept me awake
what is it that kept me awake

the empty eye!

I wept at 4 am for what emptiness i saw
that lay burned by the stars and scorched by the sun
and for the letter that i can't write
and for the call that i can't make
nothing can prepare you

the ones that we lost travel with us
(world imbue the empty eye with light)
and when you turn and look back down the road he is fine
(world imbue the empty eye with light)
the pain at the end
(world imbue the empty eye with light)
didn't last beyond the end
at least not for him