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wives and children

2007-10-15T22:02:00.000+01:00

Many wives cry at night
While you sleep - 'n too many
Kids who don't know
what to miss cos they trust
Think of Superman as Daddy

She healed me that little girl
with her smile - and her faith
Belief to raise me from the grave
sneaking under my defenses
cutting to my weakness

Begin my healing, brother
Let change come forth from this hour
I'll rest after the mercy shower
Take away my inheritance
do away with wilful ignorance
take off these subliminal burdens

I peel away to find
another me under the surface
of my hard heart,
where used to lie
In ancient times
belief instead of pain
now recalling yesterday
when I could love
instead of hurt
where I could smile
because I knew you

my father's father

2006-04-02T23:52:00.000+01:00

It was the time of my father's father
He told me 'bout it yesterday
Another age without much time
Much time for innocent play
He built the land that live in
His hands made the way
For my easy days

Doesn't seem so long ago
But time's have changed, he says
I think of what has gone before
My skyhigh income
My luxurious ways

So I work to make it better
I try to change the world
It doesn't seem so futile
When I hear the story
Of my father's father

May will have children in my time
My daughter's child with sparkling eyes
Crisp like a winter's morning
Warm like an outdoor fire
I love her now, I'll love her then
My song will make the way
For her easy days

It won't seem so long ago
But time's have changed, I say
He'll think of what has gone before
His laid-back lifestyle
His freedome to choose his own way

Why don't we ever include
Our present thoughts
In the history of man

too many movies

2006-04-01T02:51:00.000+01:00

Filtered tranquility from a cheap TV
Hallucinations of animated reality
My dreams are merely a product
of soft-lensed candlelight scenes
of high definition mountain streams

A rush of energy brought on by sound
A speaker system, the classy kind
My passions are merely a product
of my expensive hugging head-phones,
interpretations of wooden vibrations

I've tried and failed
I've lived and lost
Gained the most
from simply being chained

I only see trinkets of the old way
How life was lived in the old days
Generations before having never been
Distracted with hours of Brenda and Dylan
and life and love as sung by Springsteen