On the the outside, you look peaceful
But I see the storms in your eyes
You've got memories of broken hearts
And the sadness of too many goodbyes
On the inside you've a strange world
Peopled by the children of dreams
You've got open arms and lullabies
But in the distance you can still hear the screams
(ch)
And when you put it all together now
The mixture seems quite strange
Hot summer nights, city lights
Lilac and rain
On the outskirts of your small town
You can listen to the stories of fall
They've got misty eyes and purple hearts
And rose colored glasses for all
(ch)
But it's lonely here in winter time
And nothing ever seems to change
Long winter nights, city lights
Lilac and rain
(bridge)
So you live with the hope
That you'll someday meet a stranger
Who will take you like you've never been before
Darling, don't you know
That you're never out of danger
No matter who comes knocking at your door
So if I add to your discomfort
You know I can always go
I'll just disappear back to somewhere else
Where I can walk in the soft autumn snow
(ch)
But if you should feel you need me
You know I'd feel the same
And I could get by, sharing your
Lilac and rain
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
Yet another stinkin' lost love song. This one about my troubled ex-fiance' in Georgia, who's 3-year old had been murdered by her previous husband, who also happened to be chief of police. Long story short, I held on the best I could, but she eventually took her own life in order to be with her daughter. I never wrote about that one, some things just don't lend themselves to words.
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I've heard stories of loneliness
I've heard stories of pain
I've seen bloodshot skies through bloodshot eyes
And I've weathered a whole lot of rain
I've traveled down some windy highways
Crowded by people in fear
Where memories grow like the weeds in the park
And you water them down with a beer
But I never hear a thing
about you
I don't ever hear a thing
about you
All nestled down in a windy truck stop
Just off the interstate
Noticing how the lines on the map
Look like the lines time drew on my face
I'd like to show you the dreams I've grown
In the garden in the back of my mind
I get flowers that look just like you
Time after time after time
But I never hear a thing
about you
I don't ever hear a thing
about you
Sometimes I think that you might pass my way again
And then I think I hear your voice
But I know it's just the wind
'Cause I never hear a thing
About you, no
I don't ever hear a thing
About you
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
OK here it is, the first, the very first song that I ever wrote. It doesn't seem like it, (because of the lyrics) but I was all of 16 years old.
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At just 13 I hit the open streets
Every stranger was the world I'd meet
My every sorrow in the things they cried
A wastrel wandering through a lullaby
State to state and town to town I'd go
From desert dawn to Colorado snow
Both oceans soothed away my salty aches
Thunder showing me the sound truth makes
Stormy beaches in California
Hurricane warnings in the Florida Keys
Everywhere I went the clouds were forming
And every storm I met was just like me
In my wastrel days
Starlit meadows and an Autumn sky
Lilac breezes as the clouds roll by
Life was the essence of a southern kiss
And a Dixie woman that I sometimes miss
Instrumental in my wastrel days
Were dreams of angels who'd correct my ways
But they never showed I'm uncorrected still
Wild at heart I wander where I will
Stormy beaches in California
Hurricane warnings in the Florida Keys
Everywhere I went the clouds were forming
And every storm I met was just like me
In my wastrel days
Cold Utah morning nineteen-Christmas time
And home is nothing but a dream of mine
I guess it's nothing but a good dream still
That I'd like to find but maybe I never will
Stormy beaches in California
Hurricane warnings in the Florida Keys
Everywhere I went the clouds were forming
And every storm I met was just like me
In my wastrel days
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
A lot of experiences in this song, really, it's about my younger days when I just hitch-hiked around the country!
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Well I can tell you read some novel once, got caught up in some fantasy
And I can tell that somehow you think life should be that way
Where there's some valiant prince so handsome there to grace your every sunset
With his elegant bravado swaying maidens on the way
And I can tell you're disappointed
Guess I just don't understand
What it is that you believe
Marks the measure of a man
Once I loved a princess from an island south of nowhere
And we wrapped around each other like the stars around the sky
And you know once in every while now, I can still remember
How we loved as though we'd never lose, and sometimes I still cry
So then you say I'm just a baby
Guess I just don't understand
What it is that you believe
Marks the measure of a man
And once upon some younger time, you were enamored by ideals
But then you got so jaded when you lost your case upon appeals
And all those nights in shining armor, with that countenance of stone
There's never been enough to go around, and so you choose to live alone
I'll light a candle in the desert
And pray you someday understand
That it's the heart that really matters baby
And that's the measure of a man
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
I was in a relationship with a woman (briefly) for whom NOTHING was ever good enough. Ever been in a relationship like that? Sucks beandip.
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Now it's all been said and done
And I guess you're really gone
Oh, I never meant to hurt you like I did
But I guess I tried too hard
And now it seems I've broken
My own heart
Well you know you really tried
Just to keep your pain inside
Now I can't forget the magic of your touch
How could I have ever loved and lost so much
I guess it ain't no secret now
I'm not so tough
Why does true love always end
Like a whisper in the wind
It surrounds me and it tears my world apart
Wraps around me as it swallows up my heart
And here we are alone again
Where do we start?
Yet another 3 am
You know this bottle ain't my friend
Where are you girl, do you ever call my name?
Are you lonely when you're walking in the rain?
Can we really love again?
Whose to blame?
But it's all been said and done
Yeah, I guess you're really gone
And I'll never feel your warm embrace again
I close my eyes and all this pain comes crashing in
Tell me why we play these games
No one wins
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
Basically, on this one, I made up a beautiful, sad melody on my guitar and needed some words to fit to it. So I sat around for like, 2 years waiting for them, and then they finally came in a rush and I jotted them down in about 3 minutes! Sometimes it's like that!
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Quiet eyes on a winter's eve
Contemplating lonliness
Awaiting timid fantasy
That's just me, I guess
If I seemed too quick to share
This fragile heart, these secrets kept
Forgive me, for I know I err
By measure, once again, inept
Then, tangled in this tapestry
By silken hand and cedar loom
With fabric flowing in the breeze
A whisper in the floral gloom
So here I stand like glass in sand
My logic lost upon the sea
I press against another pane
And let 'if only' conquer me
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
I am re-posting this out of curiosity, it was the first one I posted but it wasn't noticed, even though I think that it is my best. It is about my first love (as if you couldn't tell!)
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Here she comes again
Like a long lost friend
You know she'll only drag you around
You can't chain the wind to the ground
But here she comes again
And she drags you down
Makes you play the clown
You know she's only leading you on
You will never be the tune to her song
But here she comes again
Yeah you told me you'd break free someday
But I can see that you're still wearing chains
Too many lonely nights
Too many sad goodbyes
Too much pain
And she leaves you like before
Close your eyes, and close the door
All you know is that you've lost at the game
You try to find some way to deal with the pain
Until she comes again
Until she comes again
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
A person I met who was sadly addicted to heroin, (the 'she' in this song is heroin.)
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Yet another public Internet site
And nobody here can spell
Some of these morons claim Masters degrees
Just when did I trip into hell?
It's as if I stepped right on back into time
Back before people had schools
Can't even get their own addresses right
Is this just an outlet for fools?
Once I was trapped in the deep-fried south
And all of the brain cells were dying
Ignorance flowed at the public wells
It was more than just fish they were frying!
Yesiree Bob they'us genyuses thair
An everthin' werks purty wel
You kin git suthern wisdum ferm bout anywares
But you CAN'T get a redneck TO SPELL!!!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
OK, OK, I have to admit that my initial comments were a LITTLE harsh, after all, I am not actually perfect, in fact I am quite capable of outright stupity on occasion, I just happen to be an idiot who can spell correctly! ;)
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Saturday night again
Oh, it seems to never end
They say there's love out there for everyone
They say every show has a star
And so I play my sad guitar
Sad guitar
There in the dark of night
With all the music and the lights
And all these faces that I've never seen before
Oh, I never know where to start
And so I play my sad guitar
Sad guitar
Looks like it might rain
Sky is cloudy and gray again
Oh, but that's OK, that's just the way I feel
But there's a fire inside my heart
And so I play this sad guitar
Sad guitar
Under the light of stars
God, I'm so tired of the bars
But I'll keep playing 'till our paths converge someday
Oh, I know she can't be far
So I will play this sad guitar
Sad guitar
Sad guitar
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
The third song I ever wrote, I think I was 17, playing the bars with a friend of mine, too shy to talk to the ladies.
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Rainshine and sunfall
The night in the stars
A day of illusions
An hour too far
12 o'clock sun-dogs
Chasing the moon
Cast upon shadows
The walls of my room
And if it seems love
Is just frozen in steam
I'll be awaiting you
Drifting around through these dreams
Meadowdrift snowflowers
Cars in my ride
Hair all a-mess
It's so windy inside
Wild horse and tame flower
Isn't this real?
I'm having a moment
For just you to steal
And if it seems love
Is just frozen in steam
I'll be awaiting you
Drifting around through these dreams
Yes, I'll be awaiting you
Drifting around through these dreams
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
I was hiking in the Wasatch mountains and it started raining, so I tucked my guitar away in its water-proof case and was just sitting there when the sun broke through a spot in the clouds and made a brilliant rainbow in the falling rain. I thought, hmm, rainshine and sunfall! And there it was! A cute little song born in a moment of whimsy!
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Woke up today in the still light of dawn
With my mind gone astray and the radio on
Then I picked out the mask I would wear for the day
And I cast myself into this same awful play
And the people of faces I see are the dark
Like the wet side of riverside rocks in the park
I finesse my way through and I swallow my screams
But they're all shreds of bitter-root bark in my dreams
But if you were my angel I know that I would
Claw my way back from this neck of my woods
Then I'd try to climb down from this razor-wire fence
Yes if you were my angel, it would all make some sense
Fail to plan, plan to fail, isn't that what they say
So I plan to wear blisters the rest of my days
Where the rough side of everything real rubs me raw
'Till I'm tempted to put my own neck to the saw
But if you were my angel I know I'd calm down
And I wouldn't daydream about breaking the ground
With the hammer I stole from the God of distress
Yes if you were my angel I'd clean up this mess
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
Women should be able to identify with this poem easily. I worked with a man who based all of his hideous behavior on the fact that the woman of his choosing wanted nothing to do with him. I wrote the poem as if I was speaking from his perspective, but the man was in every way repulsive, I'm very glad that I am not him!
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Told me that you loved me
You led me through your door
You give me your affections
I never asked for more
But now you're getting restless
I can see it in your eyes
You told me that you loved me
Now you tell me that you lied
Girl don't tell me you don't want me
You know I'm not that strong
I gave up my defenses
When you convinced me I belonged
You tell me that I'll love again
But I can't believe it's true
What have I to love with
I gave my heart to you
Goodbye is never easy, I know
Even the one who goes
Gets hurt too
And it drives me crazy, just wondering
If you're somewhere thinking of me
While I'm lying here thinking of you
Told her that I loved her
I led her through my door
I give her my affections
She doesn't ask for more
But I know she holds the question
As the fire fades so fast
If love always lasts forever
How come forever never lasts
If love always lasts forever
How come forever never lasts
How come it never lasts
If love always last forever
How come forever never lasts
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
Yet another love lost song, rather prosaic, but if you could only hear it, it really does make a gorgeous song, even if I do say so myself!!
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