Sunday, November 20, 2005

Ode To A Filthy Bathtub

furry hairball in the drain
toothpaste on the window pane
soapy film on porcelin
dirty water lies within

ring of scum and mineral dripped
dirty tiles are cracked and chipped
fungus on the bathroom ceiling
moisture made the paint start peeling

moldy curtain in the tub
a bath would be a wash in grub
rusty stains on the shower head
but i'd rather take a shower instead

Here I Am

here i am, just doing my thing
waiting for what this life will bring

trying to get along, stay afloat, try not to drown
in this flooded town

filling up time, trying to raise my cheer
wish you were here

trying to stay busy and expand my zone
its hard alone

attempting to make it
keep myself happy
so often treated like shit
days that i feel crappy

here i am, and i'm still alive
doing my thing, another day i survive

Friday, November 11, 2005

Living Life Away

has anyone got a heart for sale?
i'll pay you when i can
my daddy is dying
and he is a good man

destiny took his wife
age takes his weary life
growing weaker every day
living all his life away

daddy, why must you die?
why can't you live if you try
our ways have pounded you since birth
as gravity pulls you to the earth

has anyone got a mind for sale?
my daddy is getting slow
getting deaf and hard to see
someday, it will be me

destiny took his wife
age takes his weary life
growing weaker every day
living all his life away

daddy, why must nature
wear on us this way?
why must we die if we try to get by
with each passing day?

try to find a way back home
back to where you belong

Release

time is here
no time for fear
no time to rear
you've waited all year

it's all that you feel
it's a pretty big deal
you jump and you squeal
it's all you deem real


patient too long
with a need to belong
they all said you were wrong
you were right all along

anxious to pain
troubles wash down the drain
you were out in the rain
now you've eased off the strain

release
some peace

the emotions come
your life-long sum
because where you are from
isn't what you've become

kept you alive
with a need to survive
and now you arrive
with a purpose to strive

sunstreaked clouds of dawn
days of past now gone
if dreams and hopes live on
release is forever in your horizon

Saints Wrapped Up In Love

i know this is as close to heaven
as we will surely get
you're the nearest to an angel
that i have ever met

lying here together
we're both saviors born to heal
we're saints wrapped up in love
its how we feel

knowing nothing lasts for ever
makes our time together gold
i only pray we remember in our dreams
having someone here to hold

this paradise of ecstasy
i hope will guide us through our years
singing eternal joy into our hearts
i hope that heaven hears

Everyone Feels Rotten

it's lonely at the top
it's boring at the bottom
no one is content
and everyone feels rotten

want more than you've got
got more than you're wantin'
no one is content
and everyone feels rotten

you should be happy and you're not
you should praise the life you've got
feeling bad just sets you back
it's what you've got, not what you lack

It's too crowded in the city
small town is empty and forgotten
no one is content
and everyone feels rotten

Remember?

did you wrong, now she's coming back for more
remember she used to treat you pretty poor
are you destined to repeat that cycle of mistakes?
tell her to back right off, those are the breaks

she'd have to come a long long way
from how she did you on that bitter day
tell her you are more than just a toy
mama didn't raise a stupid boy

look at her, interpret what you see
do her intentions remain a mystery?
if you yield, you lack what knowledge makes
and people have to pay for their mistakes

Thursday, November 10, 2005

My Own Paradise

mist emerges from my mouth
as i utter tired words
the sun comes up over this mountaintop
as starts the chirping birds

i rise and dress and go outside
to dew upon the grass
my rusty truck waits silently
to take me where i ask

i climb inside, brush off the seat
and let my dog hop in
together we ride the countryside
to somewhere that we haven't been

the dusty windshield, a smelly mutt at my side
the steering wheel cold as ice
i don't have much, but i'm in touch
with my own paradise

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Down By The Willow Tree

down by the willow tree
the red river next to me
thinking up the philosophy
to just live and let life be

it's all here with style and grace
staring into natures face
we have the gift to view this place
natures gift to a thinking race

mother earth who gave us life
gives us food, and a fork and knife
her beauty runs so far and deep
i'm praying that she'll keep

walking through this shady mire
in this quaint old wooded shire
the red river next to me
my heart bleeding ecstasy

down by the willow tree
along this muddy creek
my shoes might get a little muddy
but it's this cruddy life for me

Mother Nature Is On Her Knees

ripping forests, killing trees
mother nature is on her knees
they're tearing down her forestland
to place their urban disneyland

cities growing, crowding in
people packing into a sardine can
animals running, where can they hide
concrete and metal closing in on all sides

pollution, decay, and poisoning
cash before all reasoning
raping out poor virgin earth
stripping her of all her worth

atomic ozone atmosphere
making the clouds disappear
acid rain, corroded ground
toxic waste lying all around

dumping garbage, poisoning streams
in fulfillment of the american dream
soon you just can't take a breath
soon we will all starve to death

a barren desert, earth is dead
skeletal bodies soon perish unfed
imbalance of nature a fatal mistake
polluting the planet was more than she could take

Monday, November 07, 2005

Birthday Greeting To Mihaela

your birthday is coming, your one big day
to be celebrated in a special way
so have some cake and something to drink
but spend a little time to stop and think

you are a great person and it should show
you are cherished and savored by all who you know
one day of honor can't hold all the praise that i speak
you deserve to celebrate your birthday for a whole week

happy birthday mihaela

Saturday, November 05, 2005

A Burden To Be Human

i know the cruelties of a woman
i know the cruelties of man
it is a burden to be human
you just do the best you can

life is mortal, our time is short
existence is hard in every port
try to get by and fill the spaces
with the love and hurt, with people and places

in life we've come a long long way
have far to go from today
a need to change and move along
make things right and end the wrong

i know the ignorance of mankind
i see the problems holding me
i want a life thats not a bad kind
where hopes and dreams of life will be

i know the road is a bumpy one
with pitfalls all along the route
but to travel the way through today
is what living is all about

How Love Comes, Then Goes Away

passed my old girlfriend yesterday
i stared in awe, not knowing what to say
after years of thinking of her every day
she saw me, then she looked away

all the things we once did together
lost in time and gone forever
every feeling we shared with each other
she's covered them over with her new lover

it all came down to that view
our passing like strangers on the avenue
she's never looked for me and never will
i pray for my deep void to fill

learning how life can be such a mess
learning to deal with past distress
a burden to carry inside of me
dealing with loves reality

coming to grips with how it will end
to expect more would be to pretend
how love comes, then goes away
that's why i have no one today