TREES GROW DIFFERENT Stop and consider a moment You can wear the right cloths Drive the right kind of car And say the right things But who are you Does anybody care Don’t you think this is boring To be in Being Fav or To be in Being yourself Look at the trees Their strong Live long But they all… (more…)
The Odyssey Everyone is living in these space ships With no need for food, water or air It belongs to us and we don’t share Should one of these spaceships experience technical difficulty The occupant will open the hatch cry out for help But no one will be there No one will care You take care of yourself We don’t… (more…)
Paradise There will be a time When we will all eat bread and drink wine Nobody will be hungry Nobody will thirst We will nakedly converse with one another no-longer lonely The wind will be still The sun warm And the air fresh Feelings will spill over And we will play For now We cry a little sometimes Wish to… (more…)
Ain’t No Shame, It Happens At the snap of a lightning crack You fell down Who can pick you up It’s a bird fall Hitting the earth with a big thump Can you wipe the mud off your face To me you’re no disgrace It happens to the best of us It’s hard to fly with a broken wing With… (more…)
A Prophet On The Radio A want to be a song dancer A star flier Go higher A prophet on the radio Painting pictures on a TV screen Making the scene That has only been said But never heard Let me sing to you Showing you how I feel it You may never have heard it Let me show it… (more…)
I FEEL SOMETHING OUT THERE I stand my Forward Lookout There is nothing I can see But I feel there’s something out there That simply cannot be To that of which I feel I wonder what I would see Bridge to Forward Lookout Bridge aye Surface contact, relative bearing zero one zero Bridge aye Bridge to Combat Bridge aye We… (more…)
BLIND MANS LANE You’re going down Blind Mans Lane Don’t think it’s by any mistake Can’t see the nails and broken glass When you get that flat You’ll have to change that tire you’re riding on Don’t think it’s a bit of bad luck Son As many before you This lane is named after you It’s a place we all… (more…)