Song- Love takes you

I wrote this song about some ex-girlfriends and various other people of importance, and it's only about 50% true.. Enjoy

VERSE 1
Sarah was a girl
who I knew in second grade
with those big blue eyes
that make a boy lose track of time and space
We played tag and hide and seek
she put her lips up to my cheek
and I knew then and there
I knew she was made for me
But the years went by
and time and tides
and fortune had their way
then in an airport in Japan
I thought I heard her call my name
The next morning when we woke up
in each others' arms...

CHORUS
I said it's funny how life takes you
where the hell it wants to go
ya know, it's funny how love takes you
where it will

VERSE 2
Kimmie was the next girl
who I thought would be the last
But during high school change can happen
over night or between class
She went Left but I was Right
so I took her home
and said "Good night"
then cried the whole way
back to my place like a child
I think about her now and then
and wonder where she's at
But between her and Grace
and Amanda's place my memory starts to lapse
maybe one day I'll be old
and cold enough to look her up
and I'll say...

CHORUS
Ain't it funny how life takes you
where the hell it wants to go
ya know, it's funny how love takes you
where it will

BRIDGE
I don't know where they all are now
Im not sure where I am myself
But I'll follow the road I'm on
'Cause I don't know nothing else


VERSE 3
Jessi is a girl
who I've known most of my days
born as wild and free as me
but with an angels eyes and face
She moved West to find herself
but wound up finding someone else
You know Idaho ain't for the faint of heart
I thought that she was gone
until one day I got a call
She'd seen my face on Rolling Stone
and said she had some things to talk about
We sat and reminisced
until the sun came up

CHORUS
She said it's funny how life takes you
where the hell it wants to go
ya know, it's funny how love takes you
where it will

I said it's funny how life takes you
where the hell it wants to go
ya know, it's funny how love takes you
where it will

Yea it's funny how love takes you
where it will

It is beautiful everywhere

Some people see a city
I see dreams.

I see...
chipped paint covering
cracked front steps holding up
old black men telling lies

little boys playing rough
dressing like their fathers
packing imaginary heat

women with eyes
that wished their little girls
would change the world

and angels who
scarcely rest from protecting
dreams
It is beautiful everywhere.

Mirror

The moon in my mirror
tonight may be clearer
than ever before I have seen

But it's still a surprise
to see shadows at night
as I wander along in its beams

One Red Morning/ A Re-birth

One Red Morning

I saw a girl one red morning
whose coal hair shivered in the breeze
whose brown face turned towards the sun
like a green leaf
and whose delicate features
made love to the light as it broke over the Pacific.

I saw a girl one red morning
whose small feet knew mountaintops
whose dark eyes held the depths
of the sea
and whose heart
beat with the wings of the circling gulls.

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A Re-birth

These are the good days
the golden hours
of playing tag, kickball
falling in love
and such.
These are the lazy afternoons
the time spent
at the end of the dock
where the fishermen
cast their lines.
These are sunny times
the oily sunblock days
the sweaty brow days
the gold and the brown.
These are cool splashes
clear water
slippery rocks
wet clothes.
These are starry nights
pillows in pickups
jazz and stocking feet.

These days awaken something
deep inside.. It stirs around
and explodes from every pore
a song
a peal of thunder
a spring
a re-birth.

I am ALIVE.

Honey

If inspiration struck me
I would strike back
and not turn the other cheek.
I'd write something eloquent
I'd give you a standing ovation
with my pen.
If you were a hospital
or a doctor
I would continually be
holding the thermometer to the flame.

You, girl, sing a song to me
you weave a melody
and I, boy
turn my ship to follow
the salty brine I swallow,
is your honey.

Benjamin Button

Every word I write is born old.
Useless.
Feeble and cynical.
A crabby shadow of youth.
Solomon said it best...
“There is nothing new under the sun.”

However, a miraculous transformation is in the works.
The longer they hang around
the longer they linger
the fitter they get.
After a second glance
or a third
they take new life.

And by the time you've arrived at the end
(if there really is one)
they've taken hold of you
like an infant
reaching out its tiny hand
to clutch your extended finger
looking up
with small, watery eyes
full of promise.

Archer

Cupid you fool.
You were supposed to place your shot
through both our hearts.
Rather
I am wounded
and she escapes unscathed.
Now I pant
and sit awhile
upon a rock
unsteady and feeble.
Weak
All the wrong people
love all the wrong people
You
are a lousy archer.

Chucks

Hey girl
you're cute
I like the way you smile
your hands are ripe for holding
keep on laughing
keep on grinning
for now lets talk
later we can sit beside the water
watch the sun go down
and share a first kiss.
You're more fun
when your friends are away
you're more fun
in the afternoon
the sunshine suits you
you wear it well
in your eyes and on your skin.
I'm awkward
and eager
you've got me all wound up
acting like a schoolboy.

Crimson and Whiskey

What did you think as you walked through the door?
Climbed the stairs to the second floor
Of the house you grew up in and died
Crimson and whiskey are bed to misfortune
And everything we know we learned from distortion
This place was on fire; my ears are still ringing with youth

I am hardly here
But I’m still breathing

Mystery tell me the story of redemption
But leave out the details of my imperfection
I know them all too well
This is the place where we all stop to think
Of the places we didn’t, mistakes that we make
And of chances we didn’t deserve

Color and closure are there for the taking
The place of exposure and history’s making
It’s biggest mistake by giving up on the first try
Distance and travel will be taken lightly
I’ll hide all your secrets inside if you’ll let me
Believe in a place that is known only to us

I am hardly here
As you stop breathing

Mystery tell me the story of redemption
But leave out the details of my imperfection
I know them all too well
This is the place where we all stop to think
Of the places we didn’t, mistakes that we make
And of chances we didn’t deserve

This is it
This is everything
Are you happy?
Do you like the rain?
We brought it just for you
We bought it just for you

I am hardly here
As you stop breathing

Mystery tell me the story of redemption
But leave out the details of my imperfection
I know them all too well
This is the place where we all stop to think
Of the places we didn’t, mistakes that we make
And of chances we didn’t deserve
And of chances we didn’t deserve

How did you feel as you walked through the door?
Climbed the stairs to the second floor
Of the house you grew up in
And died

3/4

At dusk I sit
am feasted upon
and disappear.
If the sky were a verse
there would be
no need for another.
God himself is nearby
I can hear His soft footsteps
in the dewy grass.
And time itself
lays down beside
then consumes me.