the song book 

'the mountain song'

i chose earth

and i am her

i am also

so i chose as well

to i let happen 

so they could tell

and i am her

so i chose earth

it’s her and

it was also me

also others 

baby T

the mountain said: (with no words)

i think of her (Miranda)

i think of her (the pearl)

i think of her (Cheryl)

i think of her (the river in Swirl)

i think of her (the ghost of your cat)

i think of her (you who sat)

i think of her (Clee)

i think of her (HER)

i think of her (hair)

i think of her (the bare)

i think of her (they)

i think of her (the moon)

I of her

maybe now maybe soon

i think of her the moon

‘the morning song of sun & the num’

to care. a quest

to lust. a quest

to hug. a quest

it will take trust

but we will make out

bending to the warmth of the mornin’ sun

and failing to wearing each others

shirts, trousers, socks, hearts

you are the bodies the living clothes

what’s the core of us?

what’s the core of us?

question care

question lust

question ground

question trust

folding into the fur of the hidden ones

and dancing along with the families

cars, gardens, houses, skins

we are the containers the living boats

what’s the core of us?

what’s the core of us?

question pictures

question shoes

question milk

question flues

what’s the care of us?

what’s the care of us?

what’s the care of us?

what’s the care of us?

what’s the care of us?

(who takes care)

what’s the care of us?

(of what you create?)

not a mom mom mom

mummu-mum num momma ma

what’s the care of us?

(who takes care)

what’s the care of us?

(of what you create?)

not a mom mom mom

mummu-mum num momma ma

created in your picture

so praise you - kubelko

bow down -  suck it in

never born: changing shoe

who takes care

of what you create?

created many times

so can create you

shemey-shimmi mapa du

we’ll take care of you too

take it up upon us

to create you

a thousand times over

purple, silver, yellow, blue

dip it in the milk

sprinkle it with gold

biology recounted

revisit, not too old

who takes care

of what you create?

not a mom mom mom

mummu-mum num momma ma

who takes care

of what you create?

not a mom mom mom

mummu-mum num momma ma

not a mom mom mom

mummu-mum num momma ma

not a mom mom mom

mummu-mum num momma ma

who takes care

of what you create?

peal me, fill me

create and care

nurture and beware

'cats, phones, lovers, mothers'

cats, phones, lovers, mothers

all loosing their borders

I felt how i loose mine

being a part

I felt 

I felt 

I felt

I felt

I felt 

I felt 

I felt

I felt

water, limbs, songs and parts

connected to a landscape of matter

we sang, sang, sang, sang

we lost, lost, lost, lost

we sang, sang, sang, sang

we lost, lost, lost, lost

we sang, sang, sang, sang

we lost, lost, lost, lost

I felt our water

as something that made us lose our border

for a year or more