Now never home My time on earth By age, experience My father's genuine love Luck
of travels I found To resist religion was easy Flee conditions of mind Lack of imagination
My Hollywood time Broken guitars Old pianos without chords No self esteem Shy,
withdrawn, frightened From young stays alive Missing photos Stolen pages from my life
Now never home Unhappiness, loneliness I never hope for much I expect very little A lot of present time Nothing better to live Exhausted of the world
Horrible people made me cry Lack of money My best friend memories Everyone I
found as real
My father's coal cellar My father's
war shelter My father's outside water well My father's house
Now never home One blue velvet dress I wore Roses are red, violets no more Missing future in
front of me Feelings, emotions never spoken Without a song to sing Without a thought to share Without
losing my mind
Now never home
Now never home
(Attributes to
my life)
...
No Thought To Find
No
thought to find For sound, wonder around No thought to find Always looks better On another side of life No reason just time Ruler of my mind Change too much Too little for now Love stays as love was No
thought to find For sound, wonder around No thought to find
...
From One Day Songs Appeared Real
From one day songs appeared real All of life is lost to the wind Hasn't any reason to change Love continues to dance around me Brings a laugh to my eyes
From
one day songs appeared real Will never be true to feel By all means choose how to care There won't be a river
anywhere I haven't crossed myself
From one day
songs appeared real
....
One Touch From Home Keeps Me Real
Temples of life will always appear Throughout forever anywhere Today only another way to
get there Tonight settles in for the stories
Of
memories hidden to become aware Nothing will change only grow different Move into how was your love to feel Any
character turns laughter into tears
One touch from home
keeps me real
Now I must settle into my own memories Too many to stand only in one place Thrown by hatred in my younger years
One touch from home keeps me real
One
touch from home keeps me real
....
Safe Only In The Comfort Of My Arms
Safe only in the comfort of my arms I turned away from many stories in my life Threw in
the towel when things didn't seem right Chose to love writing as my only way to live Seemed much safer to remain
within myself Made my time a laugh away of tears Learned every memory a new answer for home Begin with day
one to walk through all shit Layed on my heart without thought for me Satisfied after I read my last book Into
another to take a closer look Who held me tight, who let me go at night Safe only in the comfort of my arms
...
Show Me The Truth Now
One person kisses a cross Another kisses a star One person kisses the sun Another
kisses a car One person kisses a wife Another kisses a dog One person holds a bead Another touches a seed
Show me the truth now I am not allowed to see
One person hugs a book Another the ground to walk One person cares for life Another doesn't
give a damn One person believes in love Another doesn't know how One person answers to a gun Another wouldn't
try
Show me the truth now I am not allowed to see
One person plays with hope Another plays with charity One persons keeps anything Another
keeps everything One person is a child Another aged so wonderful One person wears a smile Another is within
a frown
Show me the truth now I am not allowed
to see
Show me the truth now I am not allowed to
see
..
Good Luck Spoken From A Bitter World
Good luck spoken from a bitter world I could never be happy Fantasy games I don't care
to play
A little bit of everything in life A teacher
for all there is to love Left alone to be who I become I see from around me More than within who I want
Army blankets to keep me warm I never understood the meaning of Canteens until I was older Pain suffered for my smile
Good luck spoken from a
bitter world I could never be happy Fantasy games I don't care to play
Pushed around as a dog on the run Family never handed me down anything right I notice
how I read of why Could I just hold what I decide as mine
There
is always some answer makes no sense When I don't ask to hear how another feels
Good luck spoken from a bitter world I could never be happy Fantasy games I don't care
to play
One arm strong, one arm weak The latest
thoughts to create
Good luck spoken from a bitter world I could never be happy Fantasy games I don't care to play
......
To Bring You Alive Today
To bring you alive today Long forgotten days Love we once played Life we shared to
stay Never thought would go away Whereever you may be Love, miss you deeply Wish we could live together Return into our innocent ways Happiness ended without goodbye Warm to touch only in my eyes Sure I got to
touch the sky Fortune I carried with me Would give away To bring you alive today
..
Strangers For Sunshine
Strangers for sunshine Clouds for a lifetime Quests for today, tonight Cared for love
without hope Driven skies into age one If to understand my fun Strangers for sunshine Calls without answer's
want Strangers for sunshine
..
10.
Drop
Down Rooms
Drop down rooms Thoughts over love Drop down rooms Log after log cut down To keep myself warm I don't need now My want has grown cold How to see From another side Of life I won't live Soon to flee Drop down rooms Thoughts over love Drop down rooms
Never Any Money For Me
I heard the stairs move my feet On the couch so many times Home missing my need for home
alive
More time held down by now My crystal ball
thrown to the lions
Never any money for me
Strong touch nights to read my book Lost life days to sleep on my place With fire coming
from this fireplace
How I hated who I was made to see
Never any money for me
I heard
the stairs move my feet Those open doors for air to breath Every pillar grown too high to reach
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 ...
Please beware of any links, contacts, content connected to any of my pages or sites. I can not control
the activities of visitors or owners of other pages or sites. I try to catch any and all inappropriate behavior for this website.
I can not be online at all times. Beware of who you chat with, exchange emails with, entrust money earnings or payments to,
visit along with any other presence or knowledge of me, supposedly from me, anything to cause harm. Contact me personally
through my email or phone number if you have any questions. 949-351-5740 info@elizabeth-vitale.com
