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Wandering
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...Lost in a dream of spiraling extremes
I'm wandering alone in a crowd...
...the light through the wind would bring me in
I find myself above the clouds...
...dazzling, dancing, occasionally glancing
upon the meridian making up part
of this merry-go-round...
...chasing extremes of yesterdays dreams,
a fragmented mood that lingers and soothes
I'm nowhere bound...
...Standing alone on a bridge looking down...
...soft morning light the mist all around...
...thinking ahead to the places I'm bound...
...and wondering how I'll get there...
...The nearer I am, the farther I fall
the closer I get, the slower I crawl...
...turning away in total dismay
I'm tumbling down through the dawn...
...mythical fairy-tail, crystallized oracle
mystical, magical,
make up your own reality
...lost in a century, ancient catastrophe,
tale of two nations
a moment in time leaves me wondering...
...Standing alone on a bridge looking down...
...soft morning light the mist all around...
...thinking ahead to the places I'm bound...
...and wondering how I'll get there...
...and wondering how I'll get there...
...and wondering how I'll get there......*
© 6/8/2003 | | |
| There Are No Monsters
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Dusk shadows drift over the empty swing
That hangs from the backyard willow branch
Her sunken eyes can't look away from memories
All she can think is the nights of what she'd said...
"There are no monsters, my little angel
...I've looked underneath your bed
...No scary claws, no ugly heads
There are no monsters, my sweet baby
...No boogie-man, it's just a dream
...Let's wipe those tears and back to sleep"
The last little gift she'd left now held in her hand
Tiny flower picked with love, a dying daffodil
Across the room the photo smile of lost baby teeth
That stares from the bedroom windowsill...
"There are no monsters, my little angel
...I've looked underneath your bed
...No scary claws, no ugly heads
There are no monsters, my sweet baby
...No boogie-man, it's just a dream
...Let's wipe those tears and back to sleep"
With the still of sleepless nights, hangs her haunt
In her mind she hears the small whispered voice
"there ARE monsters, mommie, they ARE real!
I really saw one...and they look just like us"...*
© 6/8/03
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| Don’t Talk To Strangers
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I tol’ you long time ago
don’t you listen what you’re told
there are people who would hurt you
people you don’t even know
if you have to out
then please don’t go alone
I want you to survive
It’s not that I wouldn’t try
to protect you alone
but there’s a time when I might
not be there at all
if you find there’s a bind
that you couldn’t avoid
oh, please be careful
I told you so many times
you never know what you will find
an’ you gotta check it out
before you ever cross the line
it’s not the way you wanna live
an’ it doesn’t answer why
but I’m asking you to try
There’s always one damn thing
more important to do
and you forget all the others
in a hurry or two
shouldn’t blow off the fact
it could happen to you
Don’t talk to strangers
I told you long time ago
don’t you listen what you’re told
there are people who would hurt you
people you don’t even know
if you have to out
then please don’t go alone
I want you to survive
It’s not that I wouldn’t try
to protect you alone
but there’s a time when I might
not be there at all
if you find there’s a bind
that you couldn’t avoid
I ask you
Don’t talk to strangers
And the road takes you down, down, down, down
all alone, nowhere bound
but a sea of conflict surrounds you
the storm of seize has found you
astray in the deep, far away
strangers
I told you long time ago
‘told you long time ago
© 6/8/2003
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I'll Carry Your Water
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First time I saw her she walked on in the door
I swore I'd seen that girl a thousand times before
I stood in wonder with my finger to my jaw
'cause I know her, yeah I know her...
And Cleopatra said to her servant at the Nile
it's your choice if you follow me, but I'll make it worth your while
When you walked over to me 'drenched' in your infectious smile
'twas in that moment you revived my arid soul so dry...and I'll...
...I'll carry your water...forever...
I'll start a fire before she says she's cold
I'll start her bath and she'll have already disrobed
I go to reach for her but my hand she's taken hold
and I know her, yeah I know her...
To Cleopatra he made a promise to obey
the clause of legal servitude, forever and a day
When I wake and I'm frightened at the thought of you not here
In the night one touch from you and my deepest, darkest fears disappear...
...forever...
I feel her mood, I hear the song that her heart sings
she may say things oddly, but I'll know just what she means
it's in her eyes, she doesn't have to say a thing
'cause I know, yeah I know her...
And Cleopatra fell to serpents in the night
her servants heart was broke, he'd lost his very breathe of life
And in the next world if we journey there apart
just listen for the river true cascading through my heart...and I'll...
...I'll carry your water...forever...*
© 6/8/2003 | | |
| Last Pint
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The shadows arrange the faces
...of the strangers along the wall
the mirrors are in their places
...reflecting the beauty of it all...
...and it’s good to see the next pint coming
......and to see your face again, my friend...
I see you're at again
......my poor, foolish friend
...I don't care what you say
......I'll see you again someday...
And glasses ting while coins fall
...drinks, they pore like rain
time is but a bottle
...that we refill again...
...and it’s good to see the next pint coming
......and to see your face again, my friend...
I see you're at again
......my poor, foolish friend
...I don't care what you say
......I'll see you again someday...
And shadows arrange the faces
...of the strangers along the wall
the mirrors are in their places
...reflecting the beauty of it all...
...and it's sad to see the last pint coming
......it's the last I'll see of you again, my friend...*
© 6/8/03
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