Waves and wonder,
songs of summer
where time's askew
and hearts all new.
This broken glass,
this love that lasts,
this distant view -
it's all for you.
Your hands, your face,
a holy place.
Your voice a call
within my soul.
The shifting sand
a golden band
to mark the view
that's all for you.
No more waiting for the sunrise -
Light will always shine through your eyes.
Every morning all because of you.
A storm, the wind,
a new beginning.
And morning dew -
the world's all new.
A quiet hour,
an ancient power,
this lofty view -
it's all for you.
Your hands, your face,
your voice a call
within my soul
that's all for you.
Thursday, December 3, 2015
Thursday, August 20, 2015
People are all vampires
Your words are calm
But your voice sounds thin.
"Did you ever really let me in?"
If thoughts are dead
and words are all,
these letters are all six feet tall.
You wish that I could
let them go,
these troubles that have bound me so.
But I only know how to
be contained.
This nature is my only friend.
These people all are vampires,
needing blood to live.
Open wide - what's inside
is all I have to give.
But it's okay, I'm not mad; I'm a vampire, too.
In the end,
when mountains fall,
these letters will be standing still.
If thoughts are dead
but hearts survive,
ghosts are what will keep us alive.
Every breath that I exhale
is one more death I die.
The air we breath mingled with
other people's lives.
But it's okay, I'm not mad; I'm a vampire, too.
But your voice sounds thin.
"Did you ever really let me in?"
If thoughts are dead
and words are all,
these letters are all six feet tall.
You wish that I could
let them go,
these troubles that have bound me so.
But I only know how to
be contained.
This nature is my only friend.
These people all are vampires,
needing blood to live.
Open wide - what's inside
is all I have to give.
But it's okay, I'm not mad; I'm a vampire, too.
In the end,
when mountains fall,
these letters will be standing still.
If thoughts are dead
but hearts survive,
ghosts are what will keep us alive.
Every breath that I exhale
is one more death I die.
The air we breath mingled with
other people's lives.
But it's okay, I'm not mad; I'm a vampire, too.
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
Marilyn
If only I had known
yesterday, yesterday
to memorize your smile,
oh Marilyn, Marilyn.
Tomorrow may not come
for all of us, all of us,
and today is almost over,
oh Marilyn, Marilyn.
If all that I have left
is the smell of your perfume
and the empty space
beside me.
I will not forget
the sound of your voice
singing, Marilyn, oh Marilyn.
All the words we've shared
are not enough, not enough
to tell you how I feel,
oh Marilyn, Marilyn
So I will ask God
for one more day, one more day
and one more chance to sing
with you, Marilyn, Marilyn.
And our last song
I will carry in my heart
to keep you
near me.
And I will not forget
the sound of your voice
singing, Marilyn, oh Marilyn.
C Cmaj7 Em
Dm G (x2) C Em
yesterday, yesterday
to memorize your smile,
oh Marilyn, Marilyn.
Tomorrow may not come
for all of us, all of us,
and today is almost over,
oh Marilyn, Marilyn.
If all that I have left
is the smell of your perfume
and the empty space
beside me.
I will not forget
the sound of your voice
singing, Marilyn, oh Marilyn.
All the words we've shared
are not enough, not enough
to tell you how I feel,
oh Marilyn, Marilyn
So I will ask God
for one more day, one more day
and one more chance to sing
with you, Marilyn, Marilyn.
And our last song
I will carry in my heart
to keep you
near me.
And I will not forget
the sound of your voice
singing, Marilyn, oh Marilyn.
C Cmaj7 Em
Dm G (x2) C Em
Thursday, February 19, 2015
A little sweeter, too
Yesterday you said the words
I want to feel for you.
But I could not say them back;
I fear what they can do.
I know it's wrong to judge you
by someone else's sins.
But I still hesitate;
I'm scared to let you in.
These things I feel
aren't the same as what you do.
But hold me a little closer.
Whisper a little longer.
Maybe I'll start to feel it, too.
Hold me a little longer.
Kiss me a little sweeter, too.
The places I keep hidden
are what you most need to see.
Would that I could show you
the secret truth of me.
Every dark corner
has stories from the past.
Oh, if I could tell you,
I might be free at last.
I want to feel for you.
But I could not say them back;
I fear what they can do.
I know it's wrong to judge you
by someone else's sins.
But I still hesitate;
I'm scared to let you in.
These things I feel
aren't the same as what you do.
But hold me a little closer.
Whisper a little longer.
Maybe I'll start to feel it, too.
Hold me a little longer.
Kiss me a little sweeter, too.
The places I keep hidden
are what you most need to see.
Would that I could show you
the secret truth of me.
Every dark corner
has stories from the past.
Oh, if I could tell you,
I might be free at last.
Friday, January 23, 2015
Oh Daddy
Oh Daddy, there wasn't anything I needed to be
to make you love me.
Oh Daddy, I should have learned so long ago
that real love is free
If my will was any stronger,
I'd break myself in half.
But what I wanted most
was more than what I had.
Why didn't I see
you wanted me to be still
so I could take a breath,
not so I would stop.
All those other men,
I thought that they were like you.
But kind words aren't enough;
A man's voice is meant to soothe.
Oh Daddy, there was never anything I needed to be
to make you love me.
Oh Daddy, you tried to tell me long ago
that real love is free.
to make you love me.
Oh Daddy, I should have learned so long ago
that real love is free
If my will was any stronger,
I'd break myself in half.
But what I wanted most
was more than what I had.
Why didn't I see
you wanted me to be still
so I could take a breath,
not so I would stop.
All those other men,
I thought that they were like you.
But kind words aren't enough;
A man's voice is meant to soothe.
Oh Daddy, there was never anything I needed to be
to make you love me.
Oh Daddy, you tried to tell me long ago
that real love is free.
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