In Christ there is no East or West, 
No North or South; 
Only one great love 
Inside and out. 

True hearts everywhere 
Some deaf and some blind 
Singin' one melody 
Lost souls cannot find. 

Join hands and have faith, 
Whatever your race may be! 
Who serves my Father as a son 
Is surely kin to me. 

In Christ now meet both East and West, 
There is no black or white 
Only one great love 
Hatred cannot divide 

Join hands and have faith, 
Forgive your enemy 
Surely we're all a part 
Of one big family. 

Join hands and have faith, 
Whatever your race may be! 
Who serves my Father as a son 
Is surely kin to me. 

Join hands and have faith, 
Forgive your enemy 
Surely we're all a part 
Of one big family. 

He woke up; the room was bare.
He didn't see her anywhere.
He told himself he didn't care; 
pushed the window open wide;
Felt an emptiness inside 
to which he just could not relate

SET LIST

"Levitating"

"Pretty Please"

"Love Again"

"Don't Start Now"

There is a distinct possibility that I am profoundly and irreversibly screwed up. 

Watch my back and light my way
(My traveling star, my traveling star)
Watch over all of those born St. Christopher's Day
(Old road dog, young runaway)

They hunger for home but they never stay
They wait by the door
They stand and they stare
They're already out of there
They're already out of there

"Problem is, you can’t accept that his relationship had a real short shelf life. You’re like a dog at the dump, baby – you’re just lickin’ at the empty tin can, trying to get more nutrition out of it. And if you’re not careful, that can’s gonna get stuck on your snout forever and make your life miserable. So drop it.”

“But I love him.”

“So love him.”

“But I miss him.”

“So miss him. Send him some love and light every time you think about him, then drop it.” 

My past's a scary movie, I watched and fell asleep
Now I'm dreaming up these creatures from the deep 

Day off in Kyoto, got bored at the temple
Looked around at the 7-11
The band took the speed train, went to the arcade
I wanted to go, but I didn't

Released February 10, 1971

When day comes, we ask ourselves, where can we find light in this never ending shade?
The loss we carry, a sea. 
We must wade. 
We've braved the belly of the beast.
We've learned that quiet isn't always peace.
And the norms and notions of what just is, isn't always justice.
And yet the dawn is ours before we knew it. 
Somehow we do it.
Somehow we've weathered and witnessed a nation that it isn't broken, but simply unfinished.

Though my problems are meaningless, 
that don't make them go away

“You see, kid? More friendly.” 

“All right then. What were you going to tell me about business that I’m not doing?” 

“Business is money. Money is not friendly. Kid, maybe you too friendly—too nice. Money is not nice. Money got no friends but more money.” 

“That’s nonsense, Marullo. I know plenty of nice, friendly, honorable businessmen.”

“When not doing business, kid, yes. You going to find out. When you find out is too late. You keep store nice, kid, but if it’s your store you maybe go friendly broke. I’m teaching true lesson like school.”

Don't need much to be happy
Four walls and a roof overhead
Books and food in my belly
Cool sheets upon the bed

A fire that warms up December
The sound of a thaw in the eaves
Sometimes it's hard to remember
How tough we are to please

All in good time
Somehow I find
Days that still shine with light
All in good stead
I'm safe and I'm fed
With dreams in my head
Good night

The New Yorker
February 8, 2021