Computer Geniuses

1. The Ballad of the Pea and the Dragon

The Pea went to fight the Dragon With a fuzzy hat on, Rolling on its belly, Brandishing a celery. The dragon said, "What have we here, now?" Fiery laughter scorched the ground; The Pea didn't speak... But it neither did retreat.

The Dragon had scales like iron plates Charmed with forces I cannot relate Of a supernature. It was an ancient creature. The Pea had a clear-silver cuticle It planned to devour sometime in the future, Cotyledon skin: so delicate and thin.

The Dragon had talons sharp as fear; The Pea had only that it was the hero. How can it end? Do you think we might be friends?

© 2007 Words and Music by Joel Kraft

2. Hollerman

Hollerman come on in and holler us a tale Holler us your sweet love and how it's gone so pale Carve it in our ears and leave it burning in our minds Like a brand, Hollerman

Were you left out in the darkness, in the cold and icy storm Did the pain burn in your body quick like white magnesium? While all the time you knew the stories curling through the palm Of your hand? Hollerman

Hollerman, Hollerman

Well I went up to that dark house and I hollered on the porch I hollered like a baby screaming for a mother's touch I looked up to see your face from where I struggled like a roach In a can: Hollerman

Hollerman, Hollerman Hollerman, Hollerman

© 2007 Words and Music by Joel Kraft

3. Insect Trapeze

a flute calls to you through a space in the trees magnets revolving in old flannel sleeves you are wandering over the jade of the leaves and darkness inhabits the insect trapeze

a whisper of arrows from the gold harp of truth rips open your heart where you bleed your sweet youth smooth smooth it sister the dress on your thighs your stomach is turning the sun in the sky

sit under me now and i'll give you my shade i'll sing to you with this banjo i made you can climb me and mend all the pearls in your wings and fly far away when the telephone rings

© 2007 Words and Music by Joel Kraft

4. Computer Geniuses

satellite sparkle bright computer geniuses are out in the moon tonight their restless eyes flicker through artificial lights

they twiddled sparks to show you they were smart they carved a microchip out of your willing heart and wrote you a program to sing sing like a lark

now a clock somewhere down in old houston town unplugs you in your lovemaking and god only knows where you'll find your clothes whenever it's time to awaken

oh oh oh oh oh one one oh one one uh oh 10111 and sometimes computer geniuses can be wrong

sometimes computer geniuses can be sometimes computer geniuses can be sometimes computer geniuses can be dead wrong

© 2007 Words and Music by Joel Kraft

5. Heart and Soul

6. If It Be Your Will

7. Husserl and the Amazing

flying so fast you start to purr window glass ends the arc of birds no time for desperation only this one sensation your wedding day praise the lord

find a little bit of everlasting try to share it with the people passing by but we always get distracted by the names is there a pedestal that you can climb to to make it easier for god to find you some mechanical substitute for wings

my wings are golden cried the king look at them smolder in the sun's warm sting i'll lead you out of darkness and make your fears seem harmless if you grant me access to your dreams

the arms of gravity are long and slender reaching outward from a starfish center to make the universe collapse into a grain was there a signal or a lost equation soldiers knitting in forgotten stations the ark is sinking on a silent sea of rain

the ark is sinking on a silent sea of rain

© 2007 Words and Music by Joel Kraft

8. Mathematical Description of Vapor

Ana warbles through the door ajar, "You coming too? It isn't far, And you know i'd like the company." So you put your shoes and socks back on; You make a joke and, with a yawn, You throw the bolt with your copper key.

She said, "What did you leave for me to savor But a mathematical description of vapor?"

Table, paper, pen and light Hold you awake inside the night To write a letter from your soul. Dear Ana, give me your release For i'm a pilgrim of caprice. My path is out of my control.

Cold, spent, it looks so different on paper, Like a mathematical description of vapor.

So you choose and then de-emphasize. You hold your mind counterclockwise To apprehend what you perceive. You hold away the pain you find With jokes or gulps of ruby wine-- Or an intellect of perfect weave.

You have your laugh, then some epitaph to punctuate your caper... Like a mathematical description of vapor.

Ana warbles through the open door, "Are you coming too?" You answer, "Sure." You throw the bolt and you're on your way. A harvest moon lies deep and low, Like some sweet tune you used to know. But you somehow let it slip away.

She said, "What did you leave for me to savor But a mathematical description of vapor? A mathematical description of vapor!"

A mathematical description of vapor.

© 2007 Words and Music by Joel Kraft

9. White Running Shoes

she wears white running shoes she said you can escape your self if you're steady on your feet i've seen her run i've seen the colors run around her edges when she's picking up her speed

and we are toads in lightning and we have no way of comprehending all of our senses heightening all of our thoughts abruptly ending

she wears white running shoes she said you can escape your past if you're fast on your feet can it be true well i don't know about you but i think that i'm beginning to believe she has a gift you feel your spirits lift and you look down upon your body through the trees

they say that outerspace is lonely no snacks or board games and the wind is stony think about the king of macaroni who in a frightened voice said i'm a golden phony

phony

except in running shoes exspecially of brilliant white with blue and purple stitching at the seams and now that you're stunning you can really take the trash out to the cheering in your superhero dreams she wears white running shoes and solves the total problem using pure and unadulterated speed

© 2007 Words and Music by Joel Kraft

10. Waternymph

The waternymph became a grocery store clerk but she still dances like the rain she fills your grocery bag with jeweled fruits you hand her your artifacts of pain then she hands you back the change

and you can buy the rights to disbelieve a myth as labor decimates your life the maze of rivers where the waternymph unbinds your worries with her knife and lets them spill into the night

the checkout line becomes overcast a cold wind blows across your face you say a prayer before all hell breaks loose fluorescent lights exploding into space

the waternymph will return all your phone calls and use the same stale tone of voice but when you meet her underneath the falls the roar will overcome your poise her eyes cut gaps between the noise

© 2007 Words and Music by Joel Kraft