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Change begins with understanding, not to be afraid OF, and as life goes on, and things change, its LOVE, that keeps us together, when the unexpected happens and life becomes something new, we can walk down this road TOGETHER, IF we lOVE, its forever!
Life changes you from the start, it opens your mind and closes your heart, you start out with love, innocent and true, then life, slowly eradicates you, you become aware, of whats right and what's fair, you want to be there,and you really care, then
Degenerate, lose the ability, follow that star, any star, green is blue, black is white, day is night, what was wrong is really right, whAT they say, that's what you see, inability to be makes you NOT FREE...the WHO and the elite love your
The screaming hoards that invade, trying to be involved in this history,,...noone cares about you, noone really cares, everyone is involved in themselves, take that as true,.... noone cares about you!. Easy to leave it at that, but you need m
Anger grows, noone knows,I hate how I feel, but twas pushed on me, something unreal,, that I cant see, to take what i am, to make me suberservent,, no,,,no,,,no,,,I refuse to be,,,, what they want want me to see,,,I wont or ever will be, I refuse,,,
Im kinda of angry at life, its promise was more than it could be,,,I loved you more than I could see,,, wow,, aint that cool,, love poetry,,written like a fool,,just shows you what life means, anyone can say anything, hey,,, I love beans,,,or burger
A trillion years have come and gone, in all eternity it was not that long, gone in a blink, no time to think,, do we swim or do we sink?,,,are we too thin or did we get fatter,, who won the last game?,,, does it matter? Where we came from, we all wa
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Whats the meaning of a poem? Something noone can understand? A crypic message lost in meaning, for those that need it most, so we write words that only we can see, decipher it how it should be? I wonder why? Its not shakespere, its just how it is,,
I find that life can f*ck you, leave you all alone,I never asked to be here, I never knew I would, I never changed my world, you came into my life miraculously as one that I could see, I fell in love, instantly ,,, and its always been,,, just you and
Without dark there can be no light, How can we exist, if we are always right? For good to be known there must be bad, For happiness there must be sad, True reality could never be, If all we wanted was what we wanted to see, To live in constant
brought a tear to my eye with artistic feelings and beauty every word that was written
Put on your top hat, you are the star, the ring master, how long, how far, Let the clowns come in, let the fun begin, see the balancing act, trapeze if you please, sugarcane tastes so good as the magician weaves his spell, will the tightrope walk
This is the second part I wrote in 1993.
Who knows, who grows, within a life of different ways, who says? that you are right or wrong? The world is ours, our heritage, not one human being, to dictate what we are seeing,., or a group of people to decide MY future, how DARE they think that t
How do we feel today?, too overwhelming for anyone to say, regression, depression, fear just being here? Confused? Refused the right to live, to give, no verbal discussion, just physical concussion, and all because of (rushing), into a whole new way,
I wrote a letter yesterday, to a friend of mine, I really didn't know what to say, I told him that there was war and people were dying, bravery prevailing, but children were crying, there did not seem to be an end in sight, and could he help me on th
I wrote this 11-10-1997. This song is about the change of seasons. The Rain tells a small example of a story of it, I suppose in a psychedelic sense!
I asked myself the question,,,, "who would I be if I was not me" and the answer was clear,,, I could never be ,,,,,,,,,anyone but me,,,,,,,,,,,,,I could not be you, if I wanted to be, and you could not be me, do you see. Even if there is reincarna
Why do people think soo much about life AFTER DEATH? Is it the same as life BEFORE BIRTH?, we must have been in the same place, we don't remember, so, we appear and then disappear, I don't know where I was a year before I was born, same place when I
Afraid of the light is almost all right, darkness is better, no bombs to light up the night, such a way to live, soo hard to forgive, ,, lost in pain,,, cant explain,,, but, we all feel the pain! Come to us, be free, we will help, the best that we ca
Wonderfully standing free, thinking , writing, how it should be, memories of times gone past, inner emotions, they may last, wanting, feeling, caring with love, seeking inspiration from above, lost promises, lost belief, left with nothing, no relief,
Who knows? It's the question of all questions, I can't say nobody knows because then I would know that nobody knows, which means I would know, and I don't. What's strange but true, our world revolves around me and you!
The eternal quest to be better, be the best that you can be?, why not just be you?as good as you are? it will take you just as far, to the end, because my friend, no matter how good you are, it is still over in a blink, swim or sink, just be who you
Reality appears in the worst of times, never to be seen in the best of times, when the shit hits the fan and nothing goes according to plan, well, that's reality, when doom and gloom enter your room, it's reality, suck it up, take it on the chin,
One to one hundred seems so long, but in years, in time, its over and gone, And all those dreams, and that painful reverely, well it appeared and then disappeared faster than we could see. So now I'm sixty one, youth long gone, tomorrow is but a
3-8-2022 was when I wrote this one. I liked the idea of a rock/jazz sound that alters during the music styles, yet still keeps the same beat and tone.... Almost?
Ok,, sorry I cant talk right now, my head is in the sand!
Once upon a time when you were you and I was I, and nothing grew, and noone knew, when the still was all there was, what oh what could we do? Then we found a way, to release and be, the you and the me, To create something new, hidden in view, ac
I fell in love .....ONCE....I became her only, my heart melted when I saw her, Her name is Yvonne, I'll love her even when I'm gone, She's what makes it all make sense, the life that I know, how we could grow, and she was always she, my lady, my f
Different people have different reasons, is today a good day to die?, I cant see, a way, to be, me, Unhappy about life?, can't take the strife?, aware of everything, knowing nothing, why? oh why? am I, this way?,...medication, doctor prescribes,
We are children of existence, that's what we are, we were born to be unique, never to be the same, we're here for the game, the good, the bad, and the oblique, we're not for love, we're not for fame, we are not for anything, there's no one to blame,
And tomorrow will be, oh yes, with or without you or me, its strange to see, such continuity, but that is the way, come what may, when playtime ends, it's goodbye my friends.
I wrote this 3-7-2022. A Word To The Wise is the title I've been working on for over a month or so by different forms of writing it. The song is about a girl I once dated back in school and on Easter week vacation I vanished into the night and completed my grade without anyone knowing of my intentions on leaving. Over the years she found faith in God and I just do Rock-n-Roll/ Heavy Metal.
It is what it is. You know.
That shining light up in the sky, appears, then disappears as clouds pass by, and life down here, is lost in fear, tomorrow may never be here, for humankind all could be lost, one man , can, change it all, we stand or we fall, unite to the rallying c
I don't want to play this numbers game, life has changed, its not the same, only yesterday I was 2 and 1, where the hell has that gone?, Woke up today, what can I say, I'm now 6 and 1, that didn't take long, so I suppose tommorrow will be the same
What's the difference, between life and existence? If I shoot myself in the head, do I spend the rest of my life dead? Is that impossible? An illusion? or a Cotard delusion? Do we exist because we are alive?, or are we alive just because we exist?
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I wish I was you, someone once said, I said, I wish I was you too, for all of my troubles would be gone away, for you to take, I would forsake, but I never knew, what you had been through, can we renegotiate this pact of ours? I'm willing to spend ho
She will wake in the morning with tousled hair, moves her body, and I wont care, if she wakes in her sleep, and breaths oh so deep, I will know she is still asleep, she is lovely to me, thats all that needs be,,,well, for me,,,, I know what I see!
Once upon a time, the world had ended, picture that within your mind, nothing , anywhere left to find, debris floating, in space and time, we did not exist, we were not here, so,,, what have we to fear? Face tomorrow, smile and say, I was here, I did
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