Listening to an old love song Through reasons from my days By reasons for my nights Thinking of older times When I was younger in my mind So many changes I find Wanting only to leave behind Listening to an old love song
....
With
My Life To Listen To Old Memories
With my life to listen
to old memories Empty time is thrown in my way Strangers enter my day Once appeared as family no longer real Born into pleasures held away from me True times of love never true As each generation passes through Carry
the world of cold along to you Hide the need, want, youth With my life to listen to old memories
....
Rest
Is All I Sing (To Please Myself)
Rest is all I
sing To please myself
Hidden by homeward bound Stopped by heart of love Troubled by life Without meaning Around tonight
Sound not warm to hear Sight not where to be Destroyed by young Emotions Burnt
by family times
Rest is all I sing To please myself
Not touched with desire On a land of no surprises Roots of feelings torn
Rest is all I sing To please myself
Rest
is all I sing To please myself
...
To
Have (To Hold Forever)
To have To hold forever Live forever
To have To hold forever
Greatest wishes Wasted prayers Biggest dreams To go nowhere One fur scarf All I care Jacket on back Sweater to wear
Covered
by dresses Leotard stares Boots as shoes Never fit well Glasses on To see Why I stand
To have To
hold forever Live forever
To have To hold
forever
Until now Father lost To this air Found me a reason To be real Hair uncombed Without love Made to feel There is no life
Mother only A different story To tell
To have To hold forever Live forever
To
have To hold forever
...
If Only To Love My Own Way
If only to love my only way I sleep within
Ridicule, shame, punishment For doing nothing wrong Rage, blame, innocence For living my life
free
The page never turns Over me Stolen tomorrows Without defense Without my voice to speak
If
only to love my only way I sleep within
Pain, anguish,
snickered smiles I try to share Planned time For me not to belong
Missing pictures Deep in the heart To live with Every day sent to feel
If only to love my only way I sleep within
...
Little
Birdies
Little birdies Hear everything
Listen only So long Time to share Every pain Sent to Live along
Every thought Mentioned want Meaning with Without
Little birdies See everything
Careful Not to fall Little birdies Sweet Gentle tweets Around all walls
Little birdies Careful How to touch May Rule the world
Those moments Noise Filled rooms When quiet Easier to use
Little birdies Know this too
...
I
Find Another Line
In peace for over thirty years I lived my life as I had Shared with writing who I was My day of how the sun would rise In peace for over
thirty years
I find another line
Home wasn't easy, I made amends Driven away from my roots I didn't care to understand Until older when driven away again Now broken by family from within
I find another line
Makes me wonder
how I smile Stop to think for awhile Who follows me around Only to bring me down I don't agree with How the world turns around
I find another line
.....
What's
Wrong With Laugh Lines
What's wrong with laugh lines The natural mind
Confusion times Turns of cold
inside Hotter than hell feelings Wet behind the ears
What's
wrong with laugh lines A full bottom behind
What's
wrong with laugh lines A little swearing never hurt anyone
Takes
a lot to learn To find a new way to live now I haven't met anyone doesn't sell a song Tie up another day of
my life to belong
What's wrong with laugh lines A
moment at play with raccoons around
What's wrong with
laugh lines The natural mind
....
Cruelty
Only Continues
Cruelty only continues Guitar days
are over No interest left Saddened by Piano plays are finished No fun to have Travel ways left behind Lived how I had Left with riches On my hands Memories Always to come to mind Cruelty only continues
...
In
This Rough World Of My Missing Identity
I am wanted
to share in another life What about mine All of the missing moments I will never find Never an offer to
return Only leave behind All of the empty thoughts I will never live again
In this rough world of my missing identity
I am wanted to give in another love What about mine All of the endless questions Answers won't
end Never a hold of home Only forget it now All of the memories Follow me around
In this rough world of my missing identity
I am wanted to smile when I need a smile Never to see I am only wanted to laugh When only everyone
laughs at me I am wanted to be Who I was never given to be
On a broken old chair In a dirty old room With only one light Only
one light To see my way Only one light To shine on me Only one light I can't understand I can't
hear why Only one light On a broken old chair In a dirty old room With only one light
Still trying to remember who
wrote roses are red in my yearbook. A few guesses come to mind. If anyone remembers please contact me 949-351-5740 .... Still trying to find one high school picture blue top, hair sixties style from 1969-1970, my high school picture,
junior high picture. Does anyone remember these? please contact me 949-351-5740 ...
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