Tag: sound
Show Me
Show me
How much you love me
Just so
I know what not
To listen to
Show me
How much you hate me
Just so
I know how to
Greet you
Show me
How much you fear God
Just so
I know how much
Of my heart to give
Show me
How much you love yourself
Just so
I know what kind
Of friends we’ll be
Show Me
Show Me
How you pray,
But not what you pray for
Just so, I know
I died Again
I died Again.
I died again
Last night
And then, Again
Today
Every time I close my eyes
I can’t see
until I open them
Again
And then
I don’t want to
I don’t want to have to
imagine what life would be
could be
without the use of my hands,
Legs, feet, tongue, ears
minus the butterflies inside my head
Minus what they call a brain
I don’t want to be insane
But, I can’t keep my eyes
still
My Derby Hat
See You turn Left
Knowing You would tell me
that You went right
How could You not see me
I was right behind You
I had the look
You know
The walk
The wave
The Yell
All that I wore
wasn’t even
It’s off to the races I go
I anticipate the winner
Without the hype
My brim is Best In Show
And still You would tell me
Show me
That I am not
It’s my horse that’s faltered
The pasture is calling
You jumped the gun
Glad I bet against you
I liked the odds
And I wear it so well
See Me
I hear voices
But no one’s home
All these choices
Yet still, I’m all alone
Tell Me
Am I bothering You?
I can still see
Why You can’t tell the truth
Do You want me to go
Or let You shout it out?
Feeling so low
Why should I do without?
Can’t You touch me
Like You used to?
Still Your Baby
Looking to be Your shoe
Will You ever whisper
Sweet things like You used to?
Whisper Baby, Whisper
In this room built for two
I know You don’t know it
But, I was leaving anyway
Couldn’t make it fit
So I convinced myself to stay
Now, I see You got something on Your mind
No need to fight with yourself
You’re about to run out of precious time
‘Cause I’m about to start seeing somebody else
See Me
Always
See Me
Feel Me
Always
See Me
Real Meadowlarks
Posers
Dosers
Fine mark for the closers
Taking and faking
Shaking for the money
They’re not making
Real meadowlarks
Hidden by the question marks
Riddled them with scathing remarks
Carried away by hellos and harks
There are the lights and darks
Masquerading through themes and parks
Protection
Perfection
In need of direction
Truth isn’t what you see
It’s just a ghost
Between reality
The drug that’s green
Makes them so mean
Smiling on paper or a screen
Jealousy pops an artist spring
When they are forced to sing
Passion isn’t always in the feeling
Meadowlarks are so real
Colors of wonder you can feel
Elusive as they love
Tunes perfectly fit like a glove
Melodious treasure field troves
See how the lonely smoke their cloves
To Say That
I want to say that
Everyone’s a winner
But that wouldn’t be true
At least
The way I want to tell you
And show you
How much truth there is
Would you even care?
I don’t really care
Because I can honestly say
I want to say that
Everyone’s a winner
But that wouldn’t be true
At least
The way I want you to hear it
From the mouths of babes
Virginal to delicate handling
Of something so delicate
But then you’d break something
Again
And again
Until any love left would be numb
To have succumbed
To the fact that
You can have worthless lessons
In life
And that
One experience can cost a life
And a life can cost
Love
And in the end
It is the one who was loved the most
That wins
For to have wanted to love
wins second place
I just wanted to say that
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