| When Momma is Hot
Posted: 7/21/2007 5:51:57 AM | When Momma is hot
better get her a spot
out on the floor
to dance some more
for sure
when Momma is hot
to guide the shot
you just better not
be too fast
better make it last
and share that blast
or you'll be part of the past out the door
When Momma is hot
make room on yer cot
those books that you bought
just don't do it
better chew it and swallow
yer fantasy is hollow
just follow her lead to the spot
that will keep you both feeling hot
for some more
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| question the question
Posted: 8/2/2007 3:14:41 PM | are you for real
yes I am
I'm just not completely coloured in
thats how I feel
now and then
I hoard rainbows to keep it all even
is that a true
or just a timely tell
is it just me or has this all gone to hell
is that real enough
has it been too rough
lets throw up our hands and sing its just as well
its just as well ,just as well I can't spell | |
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| the question is...
Posted: 8/10/2007 5:12:14 AM | when will time ever really
slow down
when i'm pushing up daisies
far underground (hehe)?
everything goes to hell
and comes back around
so that we never know
or notice
that it was hard there for awhile
every second counts
in the running of the sounds
so that we take time to know
and notice
all the time we did defile
everyone tells lies and likeness
shaken on their belief
so that we connive and court
to find time the tale-telling thief
oh, time
what have you done to me?
there's a question for the ages...
not even a lyrical genius could undo
the damage i have done
with words and spell and potions | |
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| does it have its own opinion ?
Posted: 8/11/2007 12:36:22 PM | do you think it would be warm out side
as sunshine mines platinum for the spring
where even shade finds a place to hide
in pools of azure where children sing
and they sing "is this whats left for us ?"
has the smile betrayed your face
as memories squeeze future plans for space
is there more days in your time instead of time in your day
did you ever sit and wonder how it all just kinda slips away
my comfort zone has been expanded or abandoned I don't rightly know
calling it our quality time instead of yours and mine may be the way to go
love bites then leaves a bruise and we save all the colour for future abuse
is that me talking or pretending to heed my own advise when I have far better things to do
do you feel the cold in here ,should I throw another log on the fire
or just throw away the rudder and let fate have our final decide
while even someday creeps slowly from our side
in pools of unsure where we once sang
and we sang "is this whats left for us ?" | |
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| of course, of course
Posted: 8/14/2007 7:40:45 PM | as i lie awake, thinking of nothing in particular
something, in fact, comes to mind
those pollutants in the water,
make me feverish and demented
in turn making me seem small and unkind
let them sing, if they dare
who am i to stop their whims?
when it is my fancy they've decided upon
-insisted upon-
dare i say, let them sing?
the colors may have faded
but they've never disappeared
i feel them closer in the silence
all misguidings coming clear
mistakes are made in plenty
never doubt my intentions
there need not be direct fire hits
when it's all been aforementioned
discussions never heard
by ears that never listened
moonlight never touched
the bodies that never glistened
words that never made it
to the never-never land
i heard them all, seen them fall
in the palm of my hand
and still i wait.... | |
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| it even snows in the summer, it seems
Posted: 8/16/2007 6:00:16 PM | there's a chill in the air
coming to rest over here
overheard accusations
intentions coming clear
there's a laundry list
of all the things gone wrong
but it can right itself
with just the perfect song
so sing me a melody
i'm gonna crawl down on my knees
and beg for some guidance
just as pretty as you please
haha, i know i'm simply
a fool out in the rain
waiting for a memory
to sing to me again
but, a fool and her wishes
can turn it into tickets
and trade them in for time
forever after the white pickets
now, how about that....INDEED | |
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| a shuffle in the key of D
Posted: 9/7/2007 6:46:45 PM | Life was created by the sun and water
waste it wisely just ignore its deposits
habits breed quickly pushing us over the top
preserve our proposed someday ,somehow make it stop
its hard to say what will get us first
the molten air or the blinding thirst
I'm talkin about the all time worst
me and you on the last day on earth
whats it all for ? this land of milk and honey
discovery makes the world go around not money
fear is the weapon of choice the ultimate discrepancy
while fat cats get fatter with needless industry
whats the point,whats the use, what is the matter
with us ,with them and all my useless chatter
there is enough to feed us all both great and small
even those dissidents in the mountains of Nepal
in that land of our rebirth
at the top of the world
me and you girl
me and you on the last day on earth | |
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| Ride
Posted: 9/26/2007 8:05:14 PM | I’d ride the wind with you into the sky
Seasons are changing here and so am I
Following destinies track
It’s a long way back
Eagles above us and valleys below
Autumns sweet splendour stir trees all aglow
Sunlight streams golden on lake sapphire blue
I’m flying the ride of my life,
Here with you
I’d ride the wind with you into the sky
Seasons are changing here and so am I
Following destinies track
It’s a long way back
Picture frame tapestries forests and field
Cascade right by me in colours surreal
Awaken awareness that’s long overdue
I’m flying the ride of my life
Here with you
I’d ride the wind with you into the sky
Seasons are changing here and so am I
Following destinies track
It’s a long
way back | |
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| "When way was back"
Posted: 10/23/2007 6:08:50 PM | Just strummin here on the ole gui tar
seein jus how a little scar
can stop the playin of some bar cords
an make me mind feel like more
time is needin ta find a score
then do a hit
and play some more.
like way back when when way was back
like in the front o dat shack round back
over der under da track
way back when when way was back
Now I'v found some rhythm that feels okay
the fingerin seems to let me sway
back and forth from within some minors
two or three chords but nothin finer
still I'm feeling good for now
the times just flowing anyhow
my minde being empty lets me play on and on
no need for these lyrics
it ain't a song.
like way back when when way was back
like in the front o dat shack round back
over der under da track
way back when when way was back
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| When way was back
Posted: 10/27/2007 8:29:58 AM | Somewhere off in a far away time
I know that girl I'm going to find
we'll laugh an dance an blow some minds
but until then I sing these lines.
some are soft and feel like lace
some so harsh they scrat your face
others drift off in the night
others still feel oh so right.
I don't care who you are
I don't care about your car
I don't care what you say
I don't care what games you play
I'm gonna get my own scars
I don't care where you're from
I don't care if you have a gun
I don't care about your pay
I don't care if you turn grey
I'm gonna beat my own drum
Somewhere out there across these dreams
a woman desires to be on my team
she's free in spirit and heart and mind
she's open to smiles and being kind
I know we'll eventully find a way
to sing and laugh about these days
feeling down with most of the world
letting it out in a snarling lip curl
I don't care what you do
I don't care who you screw
I don't care who cut your jib
I don't care if ya sleep in a crib
I'm gonna live the way I do
I don't care where you go
I don't care who you know
I don't care when your out
I don't care if you shout
I'm gonna up and blow
[this is mostly in minor keys with a very hard rock drive on the "I don't care" lines.]
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| and going back took forever
Posted: 11/13/2007 6:37:46 AM | thorb, in your lyrical miracles we find some truth....and the tune....and the tune
and ravin....how's that ride? i can hear you laughing a thousand miles away......
it's always someone's fault
at the end of the day
when the sunlight goes down
on the mistakes that were made
while the moon does it's rising
up over those hills
and we sit back planning
on making those kills...
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yeah, if wishes were real
i'd steal me a few leprechauns
tie those little basterds to a tree
and make them grant me......everything
one of each and make it snappy! | |
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| and forever took it's time
Posted: 11/25/2007 6:32:29 AM | seeing red through the end of the line
while we soak ourselves with cheap blue wine
imbibing the habits that encompass our race
til we all pass out trying to keep up the pace
feeling our innards jelling with mold
while the kittens, they meddle with mittens of scold
i know i'm too far gone to expect a review
but, damn it gets lonely here, waiting on you | |
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| Sunday Morn
Posted: 11/25/2007 6:43:18 AM | Its a lonely Sunday morn without you
here to warm my sleepy body thats hard
to wake while still lost in dreams
subtle shakes replace the scenes that tease
oh so missing the squeeze
the kiss and caress
the yes yes yes
we did so well in the morning
sometimes without much warning
rising before sunrise to plant a surprise
watch the fun in your eyes melt mine
twas oh so devine
I do miss those times too
that's when it fit like a pair of new gloves
the me and you with love | |
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| Sunday Morn will always be....
Posted: 11/28/2007 10:42:46 AM | breathless......
and now, to look my demons in the eyes....
i have laid witness
to many things
in these past few weeks, months, years
the spawning of a monster
the disease ravaged mind of a mother
and the daily drowning in a pool of tears
i have spoken with my tormentors
conversed,
became whole once more
until i found myself wanting
needing, bleeding
from the soul of nevermore.....
and so i say to you
is it a wish of mine
to lay my lips on your doorstep
and forget forevermore
the monsters i have raised up
the cancer-coloured mother
i resent?
of course it is
and will always be | |
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| Sunday Morn will always be....
Posted: 1/15/2008 8:56:50 AM | Cold winter snow is still falling
It blankets the promise of spring
Inside the fire keeps burning
The warmth of the love that you bring
And I am lost in kaleidoscope kisses
With colours of every hue
I’m lost in Kaleidoscope kisses
Entranced with the presence of you
Wars are still raging among us
And hurricanes batter the coast
Your arms create an oasis
It’s the place I cherish the most
And I am lost in kaleidoscope kisses
With colours of every hue
I’m lost in Kaleidoscope kisses
Entranced with the presence of you
Life may be troubled and worried
There’s far too much hatred and strife
We make our own world between us
Anchored in the love of this life
And I am lost in kaleidoscope kisses
With colours of every hue
I’m lost in Kaleidoscope kisses
Entranced with the presence of you | |
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| Kaleidoscope Kisses....
Posted: 1/15/2008 8:57:26 AM | Cold winter snow is still falling
It blankets the promise of spring
Inside the fire keeps burning
The warmth of the love that you bring
And I am lost in kaleidoscope kisses
With colours of every hue
I’m lost in Kaleidoscope kisses
Entranced with the presence of you
Wars are still raging among us
And hurricanes batter the coast
Your arms create an oasis
It’s the place I cherish the most
And I am lost in kaleidoscope kisses
With colours of every hue
I’m lost in Kaleidoscope kisses
Entranced with the presence of you
Life may be troubled and worried
There’s far too much hatred and strife
We make our own world between us
Anchored in the love of this life
And I am lost in kaleidoscope kisses
With colours of every hue
I’m lost in Kaleidoscope kisses
Entranced with the presence of you | |
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| and Technicolour Dreams....
Posted: 2/18/2008 11:25:37 AM | just because i want to
just because i say
because, because, because,
i've always wanted it this way
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lost in another's season
longing for a taste
of the way your sweat lingers
on my tongue, my lips, my face
ravished with the thought of you
above me and beyond
flying high through purple skies
racing for the dawn
lost in anticipation
i drown myself in you
think i'll nurse this imitation
til the real one comes in view
i dropped my mind the other day
i think i know you know
how those black-belt garters can hike up
after a long afternoon show
showing the real shit underneath
all the satin-broken-lace
and how the lines drawn in the mirror
echo the lines worn in my face
weary no more | |
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| Piano Dance
Posted: 2/18/2008 11:48:17 AM | Your fingers they dance
like a piano with black and whites
play me all through the night
fingers hit the keys
a thrill to your sound deep within me
play that tune one more time
on ecstasy we can fly so high
baby play that music till I die
slow it down your way to fast
tickle those ivories make it last
I’ll turn the page while the notes rise
through night till next day’s sunrise
easy now and play in time
a symphony of two sublime
on ecstasy we can fly so high
baby play that music till I die | |
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mmmmmy
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Msg: 396 | |
| the great white line...
Posted: 3/4/2008 6:33:48 PM | Whatever it is , you wanted
whenever your mind
felt free
Imagine having
all of it!
let your mind
simply be!
Dispose of the garbage
sin and denial
happiness hiding
behind a sad smile
love that is always
out of reach
the white line
along the Blue water
crashes waves
always follow
that great white line
smile
heaven begins
there!
At that Great White Line! | |
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| the great white lie.....
Posted: 3/9/2008 7:38:08 PM | we took the messages
of not needing anyone
the songs that outlasted
the damage we had done
the bipolar ways
of the simple minded few
remind me to reprimand
when i think of you
lost and lonely lusty lass
never needed anyone
hummed a tune of evermore
no other song needed sung
she laughed her crazy days away
with the chosen few
and reminds me to reprimand
when i think of you
when i think of you
this smile alights my lips
thoughts do travel fast, love
from tips to swivel hips
there's not a moment that goes by
or a song that's sung in tune
the remembering is reprimand
when i think of you | |
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| told by the fire of truth....
Posted: 4/16/2008 7:09:22 AM | so the parade is back in town, i see
there is no you, therefore, no me
i follow where you lay your lead
in the end it's just us, alone
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if anyone ever understood
the way things go when the going is good
we'd all be doing what we could
to keep this party going
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and so, i clarify my shit
by saying i be done wit it
you know i know that's just not fit
for the way these things be going
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explanations cleanse the soul, they say
i say there's just no frikkin' way
you could undo this sunshine day
now you've come to prove me wrong
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i don't know what this shit is
it just comes out like it wants to
and i have to write it sometimes
excuse the interruption
go on............................. | |
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| told by the fire of truth....
Posted: 4/16/2008 8:31:45 AM | on and on we go
stirring that pot of sorrow
finding new ingredients is so easy
with now need to ever borrow
just pick up the crap
it falls all around
time after time
its there to be found
lying all over the rooms of your day
making a bed out of used soggy hay
forgetting the clover is right over there
with sunshine and flowers
with no pressing cares
a twist of the mind
can leave it behind
for some other thought weaver
for another disbeliever
conceiver of wanting more and more
until you just can't find that shore
the beach of self pity is full of lost souls
lost fortunes
lost favours
even lost goals
assisted by friends who can share in the quest
they'll come over weekends to play party guest
invest in a good book with a fine glass of beer
wine, milk or juice can bring so much cheer
into a heart that is yearning for more
love is the word but it don't have a score
a judgment of value goes way off the scale
with all that you've made its still not for sale
now clown around lightly
treat guests politely
slightly better than yourself
teaching of spiritual wealth
speak with positive voices
breed with careful choices
ignoring all of that imperialism
beats the hell out of materialism
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| when the fire is all we've got....
Posted: 4/16/2008 8:55:37 AM | materialism is a rich girl's quest
to provide down comfort for that unwanted guest
playing the host when her dreams lie in wait
trying hard to run for that long left open gate
i'm running as fast as i possibly can
to catch up with the me that decided to lam
i'm finding some wealth in the truths of a soul
who could bear some resemblance to the me-girl of old
words are the wisdom we all clamor for
in rhythm we find what we've all waited for
that cadence- melodic, hypnotically spoken
helps heal a soul that's so close to broken
and in the end, all thanks go round
to the words that are spoken without making a sound | |
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