Thursday, November 24, 2016

I'm at the end.

Lost and alone and I'm hurt and confused.
Dark and depress and I'm feeling abused.
Your words are so sweet but sometimes they burn.
You promise to change, but I'll never learn.
I can't keep on this way. I'm at my end.
Not for another day. I can't pretend.
I wait alone in the ER, all black and blue.
The pasta sauce is still in my hair, it can't be true.
All red eyes you screamed at, here it comes again.
A broken arm I must defend.
We can't go this way, will it ever end.
The pain is real, you not a friend.


Thursday, November 17, 2016

I'd do it for you.

If I could sing a song to brighten your day.
If I could be in your dreams to keep fear away.
If I could paint the sky I'd take away the blue.
I'd color it brightly, I'd do it all for you.
I'd be your knight in white armor, your prince of the day.
I'd be your broad-shouldered hero and I'd never stray.
I'd be the one that makes all your dreams come true.
I'd be your star and your universe, I'd do it for you.
I'll be your hero in red, white and blue.
I'll be the one that takes you on through.
I'll be the hammer that strikes out the truth.
I'll do it all for you.



Friday, October 21, 2016

The Tortured Soul.

Quiet and alone he sits there in pain.
As the morning sky turns to dark clouds and rain.
His life is so broken only scars remain.
He can feel his dreams slipping they're all going insane.
No one here can see how he cries.
No one here wants to, or will even try.
His memories re tell of his tortured dirty soul.
Raped and abused he never feels whole.
The things that he lived through.
The blacks and the blue.
The pain and the horror.
Are not something new.
But somewhere in his soul there is a light spark.
A brightness that shines right out in the dark.
A hero that fights to keep you from pain.
Somebody to love, to unlock the chain.



Ticking. Bernie Taupin

"An extremely quiet child" they called you in your school report
"He's always taken interest in the subjects that he's taught"
So what was it that brought the squad car screaming up your drive
To notify your parents of the manner in which you died
At St. Patricks every Sunday, Father Fletcher heard your sins
"Oh, he's unconcerned with competition he never cares to win"
But blood stained a young hand that never held a gun
And his parents never thought of him as their troubled son
"Now you'll never get to Heaven" Mama said
Remember Mama said
Ticking, ticking
"Grow up straight and true blue
Run along to bed"
Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking
They had you holed up in a downtown bar screaming for a priest
Some gook said "His brain's just snapped" then someone called the police
You'd knifed a Negro waiter who had tried to calm you down
Oh you'd pulled a gun and told them all to lay still on the ground
Promising to hurt no one, providing they were still
A young man tried to make a break, with tear-filled eyes you killed
That gun butt felt so smooth and warm cradled in your palm
Oh your childhood cried out in your head "they mean to do you harm"
"Don't ever ride on the devil's knee" Mama said
Remember mama said
Ticking, ticking
"Pay your penance well, my child
Fear where angels tread"
Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking
Within an hour the news had reached the media machine
A male caucasian with a gun had gone berserk in Queens
The area had been sealed off, the kids sent home from school
Fourteen people lying dead in a bar they called the Kicking Mule
Oh they pleaded to your sanity for the sake of those inside
"Throw out your gun, walk out slow just keep your hands held high"
But they pumped you full of rifle shells as you stepped out the door
Oh you danced in death like a marionette on the vengeance of the law
"You've slept too long in silence" Mama said
Remember Mama said
Ticking, ticking
"Crazy boy, you'll only wind up with strange notions in your head"
Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking.


Monday, August 22, 2016

For Shane and Tom.

A day in the life.
A minute of grace.
An moment to remember.
That sweet loving face

Six years to cherish.
My time in his arms.
Six years worth of memories.
Of all his sweet charms.

Hate took my love away.
It crushed all our dreams.
It shattered our future.
And left me with screams.

They left me with nothing.
Just tears and regret.
But I'll always have his heart.
And I will never forget.






Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Tiny Toones song



We're tiny, we're toony
We're all a little looney
And in this cartoony
We're invading your TV
We're comic dispensers
We crack up all the censors
On Tiny Toon Adventures
Get a dose of comedy
So here's Acme Acres
It's a whole wide world apart
Our home sweet home, it stands alone
A cartoon work of art
The scripts were rejected
Expect the unexpected
On Tiny Toon Adventures
it's all about to start
They're furry, they're funny
They're Babs and Buster Bunny
Montana Max has money
Elmyra is a pain
Here's Hamton and Plucky
Dizzy Devil's yucky
Furrball's unlucky
and Go-Go is insane
At Acme Looniversity
We earn our toon degree
The teaching staff's
Been getting laughs since 1933
We're tiny, we're toony
We're all a little looney
It's Tiny Toon Adventures
Come and join the fun.
And now our song is done!

Friday, July 22, 2016

Hangin On.

My love, try to understand me, I can't stop thinking about you
The howling down inside is crying out for your touch
The last time to walk away, last time if you think of saving yourself
Don't say all my love was in vain, don't say I'm the stranger again

It's just not fair that I can't see you anymore
I still want you, I still need you, I can't let go

I can't keep from hangin' on, I can't stop, no I'm not that strong
I can't keep from hangin' on, hangin' on

I know yesterday is over, but in here the flame is burning on
Burning a hole in my heart, where I still believe, I'm still hoping

You closed the door, again and again
I still want you, I still need you, I can't let go

I can't keep from hangin' on, I can't stop, no I'm not that strong
I can't keep from hangin' on, hangin' on

Oh no, I can't let go

I can't keep from hangin' on, I can't stop, no I'm not that strong
I can't keep from hangin' on, hangin' on

I can't keep from hangin' on, I can't stop, no I'm not that strong
I can't keep from hangin' on, hangin' on

I can't let go

You keep me hangin' on
You keep me hangin' on

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Wednesday, May 18, 2016

unfinished.

Share with me the secrets of a lifetime.
I'll be there for you. I'll be there with you.
Tell me all things that make your heart shine.
I'll be there with you, let me be there with you.
I'll draw you a lion to stand and watch over you.
He'll roar and stand proud and he'll care for you.
He'll keep your jungle safe and warm
I'll write you a story where the hero will be true.
The sky is the limit and there's nothing we can't do.
We'll reach for forever where the sky will be so blue.

Starting the day.
With a dream of you.
Your dark brown eyes.
How I dream of you.

You call my name.
Yeah I know its you.
The smile on your face.
Tells me its all true.

Share with me the secrets of a lifetime.
I'll be there for you. I'll be there with you.
Tell me all things that make your heart shine.
I'll be there with you, let me be there with you.
I'll draw you a lion to stand and watch over you.
He'll roar and stand proud and he'll care for you.
He'll keep your jungle safe and warm in times of need.
I'll write you a story where the hero will be true.
The sky is the limit and there's nothing we can't do.
We'll reach for forever where the sky will be so blue.
Forever in my memory always with a smile for you.
A true friend you will ever be as always I will think of you.
I say good bye to the angel of Forever.
















Saturday, May 14, 2016

Just Another Day.

Lost and alone for another day.
Only here will I have my say.
I'm tired of reaching out to be pushed down
Like a lonely man or some sad clown.
My feelings just can't take much more.
My hearts held down but it wants to soar.
Like a lonely bird on an empty beach.
Who wants to fly but just can't reach.
Like a silent toy solider on a shelf alone.
Covered with dust and on his own.
Just another gray day here by myself.
I guess that's me up on that shelf.


Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Vulnerable.


Share with me the blankets that you're wrapped in
Because it's cold outside, cold outside, it's cold outside
Share with me the secrets that you kept in
Because it's cold inside, cold inside, it's cold inside


And you're slowly shaking finger tips
Show that you're scared like me so
Let's pretend we're alone
And I know you may be scared
And I know we're unprepared
But I don't care


Tell me, tell me
What makes you think that you are invincible?
I can see it in your eyes that you're so sure
Please don't tell me that I'm the only one that's vulnerable
Impossible

I was born to tell you I love you
Isn't that a song already?
I get a B in originality
And it's true I can't go on without you
Your smile makes me see clearer
If you could only see in the mirror what I see


Tell me, tell me What makes you think that you are invincible?
I can see it in your eyes that you're so sure
Please don't tell me that I'm the only one that's vulnerable
Impossible

Slow down boy -- you're not going anywhere
Just wait around and see
Maybe I am much more you never know what lies ahead
I promise I can be anyone, I can be anything
Just because you were hurt doesn't mean you shouldn't bleed
I can be anyone, anything, I promise I can be what you need

Saturday, January 2, 2016

Turn of the Century.


 

                                                             Turn of the Century.
                           
Realizing a form out of stone,
Set hands moving. 
Roan shaped his heart,
Through his working hands. 
Worked to mold his passion into clay, 
Like the sun. 

In his room, his lady,
She would dance and sing so completely. 
"So be still," he now cries,
"I have time, oh let clay transform thee so." 

In the deep cold of night, 
Winter calls, he cries "Don't deny me!" 
For his lady, deep her illness. 
Time has caught her,
And will for all reasons take her. 

In the still light of dawn, she dies. 
Helpless hands soul revealing. 

Like leaves we touch, we learn. 
We once knew the story. 
As winter calls he will starve,
All but to see the stone be life.

Now Roan, no more tears. 
Set to work his strength,
So transformed him.
Realizing a form out of stone,
His work so absorbed him.

Could she hear him? 
Could she see him? 
All aglow was his room,
Dazed in this light. 
He would touch her,
He would hold her.

Laughing as they danced,
Highest colors touching others. 

Did her eyes at the turn of the century,
Tell me plainly.
How we'll meet, how we'll love, 
Oh, let life so transform me. 

Like leaves we touch, we dance. 
We once knew the story. 
As autumn called and we both,
Remembered all those many years ago. 
I'm sure we know. 

Was the sign in the day with a touch,
As I kiss your fingers. 
We walk hands in the sun,
Memories when we're young, 
Love lingers so. 

Was it sun through the haze,
That made all your looks, 
As warm as moonlight? 
As a pearl deep your eyes, 
Tears have flown away, 
All the same light. 

Did her eyes at the turn of the century,
Tell me plainly.
When we meet, how we'll look, 
As we smile time will leave me clearly. 

Like leaves we touch, we see,
We will know the story. 
As autumn calls we'll both remember,
All those many years ago.

Madrigal.




                                                                           Madrigal.
I will be there said my friend of a distant life
Covered in greens of a golden age, set in stone
Follow me "he sounded of dreams supreme" follow me
Drifting within the glow and the after-glow of the eve

And if that firelight, I could match the inner flame

Sacred ships do sail the seventh age

Cast off your garments of fear, replace them with love
Most of all play with the game of the age
Highest of places remain all as one with you
Giving us light and the freedom of the day

...

And if that firelight, I could match the inner flame

Sacred ships do sail the seventh age
And have always been here

Celestial travelers have always been here with us
Set in the homes of the Universe we have yet to go
Countless expansions will arrive and flow inside of us
My friend, he of fantasy, dancing with the spirit of the age