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My Daughter the Dancing Bear.

Closed in her room listening to jerry’s band
Kelly traveled in mind we fought to understand
Wishing for the beach or dancing on a stage
The  bear beckoned her to run at a young age
Sixteen for real but older she would feel 
Growing up on the road is no big deal

Gone one night never looking back
To catch the dancing bus and vanish from site
Arrive at the show no ticket in hand
To get miracled in to the fantasy land
Getting high on music and feeling as one
back on the road again with the morning sun
The family grows as the shows go by
Little do they know their families that cry

Setting up camp in a field by night
Washing in a pond would be allright
peanut butter sandwich’s or the stew of the day
Whatever it took to find the way
Pack up the bus and join the caravan
 getting to the next show with pennies in hand
Only a true deadhead could survive this life
music and dancing bears shimmering at night

The dead family on tour from coast to coast
Never calling or writing those who love most
The ones left behind wonder what have I done
Is she alive or entered heavens kingdom
Someday she’ll  feel what we’ve been under 
 afraid calling home will start the thunder
As we sit at home and keep our lives normal
The deadheads like life a little less formal


One day a call of a baby bear dancing our way
He is Winter miles a true miracle of this day
 miles on miles during the winter season
Make his name unique for that reason
The music and freedom flow deep inside 
 A baby bears birth makes it hard to hide

Finally home but never sitting for long
Our traveler Kelly still lives by the song
Still living in the past and no bus to ride
She paints her body with scenes of pride
The fun and music they made a lifestyle
 Will effect us all for quite a while 
Know there’s others to continue the trek
While we try to get our lives back.

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Churches

Forget your churches… they are cages for God
That capture only those…with hearts at odd
Looking for salvation…after a life of lies
Soon to be captive… by the prayers inside