From the recording Rare To Go


Juanita - David Elias

Juanita wanders in a state of grace, Brahmin searching for some other kind of place. Whole damn world can’t hold on to the human race. Move on over let me find another space.

Curl up here beneath one young yucca tree. Find your message underneath some shady leaves. Solar sailing set all of our minds at ease. Send your sunset down one other dead end street.

Catalog cannot create no kind of care. Picture perfect but not even really there. Rough it out now said mind’s eye beware. Tough it down now before you beyond repair.

Wake a stranger, you smile instead of call. Strange pretender don’t understand you at all. Return to sender, lie under waterfall. Happier ending, no ending, no engine stall.