Holy Motha Freakin Gosh

Sam is my imaginary girlfriend, She lives deep inside, Down deep within. Sam is airy and beautiful, And has lots of friends, And there's never, for Sam, Quite enough men. Sam spends her day drinking orange juice and champagne, She likes small white toast, Topped with marmalade. Sam wonders how she could be so afraid, As the other Imaginaries weren't built so frag-aile. Sam dreams of a family with nice modern lines, Built in structured expectations, That aren't doom or sublime. Sam has a good life, Stored away in my mind, You can hear her screaming, no, Singing, In perfect time.

Daniel May is currently appearing in Tuacahn's 2013 Musical Season as "Ching-Ho" in Thoroughly Modern Millie "Ernest/ensemble" in Disney's Mary Poppins *U.S. Regional Premiere "Ensemble Swing" in Starlight Express *U.S. Regional Premiere         All 3 Shows play thru October 25th and you can purchase tickets online at www.tuacahn.org or call the box office at 435-652-3300

" My P r i d e "  Lyrics by Daniel May A man once told me that I couldn't come back, Our secret too un-safe to be sound. I begged and I plead-ed for my unsworn little life!   That, with him, I'd finally be found. He touched me. He tore me, Deeeep-er and clipped my wings far from the ground. In pieces I fell, Into the swell. Swirling like dust to the ground. My pride is what's keeping me from telling you, The truth, The pain of what's going down. I'm a lost little boy with no sheep to be found and each day just feels like the same. My Mother, She scold me, And told me, "You can be anything that you work to be." But running and jumping through fiery rings, Leaves men singed, Burnt so black they can't see. She held me, and told me... "There's a light at the end of this tunnel! Don't leave befooore it gleeeams." And then she let me go, (with) My pride in tow, ...

"Desert Dead Dreams" I just remembered a dream I had a while ago as I slept *heavy life in tow.  It was about dancing on plateaus in rust red and purple snow Desert is defined as a dry place covered in sand How do you call that in a man Is his dreams like paper plans Flat confetti: meek + bland. When suddenly the wind will blow Grasshopper further than he know.

I hope whatever it is you're looking for, You find. I hope the sun shines a sheen Not a brine. I hope the way he touches Tortures you, The way that your touch, mine. I hope like say this will all heal, in time. I hope he eats his food as starving, Like a child you must be. I never wanted anything but to be happy, Wild, Free. I guess i took the truth for granted, That what you get is what you see, I hope the sea moves you away so far awaaay from me. I cannot breathe with your face so freshly in my mind, You haunt, You get all the best halves of my life And I'd give you all (the other halves) Just to be intertwined With the Man who told me That i was the one thing he thought he'd never find. Am i fooling myself, Against the world, Thinking you are blind? Am i running like a death told train, On lonely borrowed time, I hope that all the things you are are not what i'm meant to find. Because i have to let you, Put this running wolf on road ...

'I wonder where my score card stands with God.' This is an actual thought that I had just now. I profess that there is no hell and that we are all from the same beam of glowing light... but when I concede to my innermostself, what do I really believe? Am I just one of the horses on the Great White Way, dashing, tripping, gal-a-vanting to the finish line, hoping to hear the horn as my nose graces the line as I get into heaven by a nose, just in the knick of time. What have I done? Where does it lie in the scheme of things that are done? Does HE really care? Why's it gotta be a Guy? Always a fuckin' guy! "She may be the beauty or the beast... the famine or the feast..."

Lost wallet, Iced coff. 2 shot, Big shot! Stanza is Ultima. Love-the-word-Wad. Star-buck, Lead Deer; Reining Queen's clear. Dance until dawn With all your clothes on :( $exuality: Mexi-cali. Break me, Surrender = free Into the big blue Waves crash, Tumble you.... ....