smalltown poets
produced by john hampton
ardent records
(1997)
 
Prophet, Priest and King
d. stephens, m. deJesus

put down my thoughts in a letter to the president
penciled and packaged with all due respect
elvis commemoratives just for effect
never heard back: you think you know a guy 

wired my congrats to chuck and di some time ago
all my love to the queen
my invitation was lost in the mail
but i know i was missed 
when they kissed 'neath the veil
i sent a nice gift; never got a note 

but my closet's a shrine to and old friend of mine
here i talk all the time with a prophet priest....
i pull out boxes and brooms
and i gush like a groom
for it's here i commune with
a prophet, priest and king 

if i indeed am misperceived
by some heads of state.
hey, that's great
'cause i talk to a prophet who tells me the truth
and i dine with a king at my home in duluth
better yet i'm in touch with a much needed friend
who hears my confessions and pardons my sin

if you'll let me love you
d. stephens, m. johnston, m. deJesus
produced by dana key

i don't know what to do to ease your mind
i don't have the perfect word to make it fine
i'm not so qualified for sympathy
still i am not without love 

psalm number four falls on your grieving ear
yes, i believe the peace of christ is near
and i am here in his name
you'd do the same, you'd do the same... 

if you'll let me close
closer than a brother
if you'll let me love you
we'll sit here and cry 

if you'll let me love (let me love you) 

never failing, ever hoping
seeking to preserve
it always is giving
often beyond words
and when there's nothing left to say
love has a voice
in sorrow and in heartache
there's a greater joy 

i don't know what to do to ease your mind
whatever pain you have i'd take as mine
if you'll let me love (let me love you)

everything i hate
d. stephens, m. johnston, l. moody

i think i am elastic
these arms they are a wonder
pull from sideways, up and under
i think it's time for something drastic
and it could be more than i bargained for
ten to one it is 

oh i'm into everything i hate
my spirit is not fooled; my members take the bait
oh i'm in to everything i hate
still not dead enough to stifle this debate 

these heels were made for bruising
and the cobblestones they're using
are the pleasures of my choosing
i must be born for losing
heal these soles to hurt no more
and i'll lift these hands just like before
Cover me like a dimestore suit
until I'm just like you 

careful little eyes what you see
careful little feet where you go

i'll give
m. johnston, s. leiweke

yesterday i lived for me
and i was so alone as i could be
then i saw you and how you give yourself away
and i want to live for you today 

i'll give; i'll hold nothing
i'll give and i'll hold nothing back 

my love is a lot like me
wanting nothing less than everything
but i know you're the only love that's true
and only giving makes me close to you 

my hands are open, so take what you see
and i keep nothing, hold nothing back for me

anymore
m. johnston, m. deJesus

covered it up with a question mark
covered it with a crowd
keeping myself among the proud
i don't believe anyone could love
anyone less if they tried
i smiled at you and died inside, inside
i heard the voice i knew
covered it over with thoughts of you and i'll 

never keep it silent anymore, 
silent anymore, anymore
silently think of a prayer for me
voice it inside your head
maybe i need to hear it said
sometimes the word condemns the thought
so they're held a lot
silence is golden when i'm not , i'm not
whether it's God or it's you
i need to speak and be spoken to
i can't stand this silence anymore,
silence anymore, anymore 

i can't stand it anymore, silence anymore
no not anymore, anymore

who You are
d. stephens

you hung the hopes of a world
on a shining star
ready to give just a glimpse
a little bit of who you are
when the heavens wink on a midnight clear
takes me back thirty years
and again i hear 

glory, glory, angels sing
to the now and always King
glory to the One who brings
a little bit of who You are 

i lay my head in a pasture bed
to this very day
there are few of us left to the Master's work
is it true help is on its way?
the faintest flickers above have gone
but a shepherd greets me with dawn
saying, "I am the One" 

suddenly there's nothing left of Him
but a little light burning deep within me 

glory, glory, angels sing
to the now and always King
glory to the One who brings
peace and life and everything

scenario
m. johnston, m. deJesus, k. breuner

forgive me if i've been
confused between the means and end
i forgot to be a brother and a friend
covered up inside
sometimes it's harder to know
i have failed at this scenario 

my faults do run deep
your mercies do run deeper 

so i knelt tonight
and felt that in somebody's mind
there's a memory of a balance met
but i left less than sublime
there's no credit line
no net worth to show
i can pay for this scenario 

deepest apologies and sincere regret
for carrying this debt 

this scenario returns me to where i began
losing what was mine and finding out 
a shortcut is a sin

there's a day
m. johnston, m. deJesus

the sun set down behind the trees
how quickly did my skin
sense the chill upon the breeze
and i'm uneasy; the night surrounds me as 

dusk ushers out the light of day
a symbol to be sure that my life can't forever stay 

there's a day when there will be no night
there's a day when there will be no night
don't you know the lamb will be our light 

vassal, star and noble moon
your King comes riding soon
and as i mourn this loss of mine
i'll leave it up for you to shine 

darkness makes the baby cry
so the father sings
a lullaby to drive the tears away

monkey's paw
d. stephens, l. moody

i held the monkey's paw and put my wishes into play
to know the will of God, to show a motive for delay
i'm holding on to find myself
just one more wish 

i found a pot of gold or something shining anyway
and caught in my reflection a conviction held at bay
i crafted a cross to adorn my neck 
and finally earned my due respect 
and then a jewel encrusted crown
to complement my priestly gown
just big enough to weigh me down
and bring this temple to the ground
from inside out without a sound
i found a pot of gold today 

i held the monkey's paw today
and put my wishes into play
thanked heaven for the trophies
but i still had hell to pay
so i brought my spoils to the altar's edge
heard You say obey instead
for all of my labors and best laid plans
i'd only earned a reprimand
forevermore to understand
that dreams come true can kill a man
if never graced by sovereign hands
i held the monkey's paw

trust
d. stephens, m. johnston

so he sat behind his natural defenses
and there he wrestled with the song
he heard his name in every line,
his life in every measure
faced with feelings he could not explain

there was hunger in his hollow hesitation
there was posturing for peace
but even where the spirit willed
the flesh was still maintaining
ground to give only for a sign
and the call went out again

take this bread, drink this cup
know this price has pardoned you
from all that's hardened you
but it's going to take some trust

he lost a heartbeat when he heard the testimony
another soul forsaking pride
and quickened by the spirit
he's so sure that he could hear it
Jesus his Savior calling him to come 

come every soul by sin oppressed
there's mercy with the Lord
and He will surely give you rest
by trusting in His word

inside the bubble
m. johnston, m. deJesus

flying high with the crowd at night
we float on unseen fuel
each one sails, a gossamer sphere
our course unwinds like thread from a spool

what's it like inside the bubble?
say the souls who'd like to try
cut your tether; come and join me
we can swim across the sky

look at me with a childlike eye
and understand who's bound
why are those who are on the ground
afraid of falling down?

love has killed our fear
and when we're done we'll disappear

draws you out inside the ring
comes a holy breath of truth
setting free and sealing you
in eternal youth


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