Dan Kearley Poet Lyric

Empty House-Collab

With the key to a brand new reality
She gave me an invitation to goodbye
Slipping my way into a new insanity
Left alone all I could think to do was cry

This empty house is no longer a home
Now that you've gone,and left me here all alone
Every morning I just wake up an cry
Thinking of all those nights you layed right by my side

This big 'ole world is just to busy for me
Now that your off somewhere flying free
I just can't go on living this way
All I have left is these last words to say

This empty house is no longer a home
Now that you've gone,and left me here all alone
Every morning I just wake up an cry
Thinking of all those nights you layed right by my side

Though now our lives carry their own seperate tune
I can hear yours play as I stare at the moon
The memories you left me bring tears to my eyes
Always leaving me walking in dark cloudy skies



1-9-13
Collab With John Wulf and Dan Kearley
*If anyone finds these words somewhere
in a song please tell me!Something about it
just came out to easy?(On my part that is)
Ha,ha...* Thanks :o)

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Sara Kendrick January 15, 2013 at 5:54 AM You two did a good job..It is a very emotive and expressive poem..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

Joseph May January 15, 2013 at 5:18 AM great collab Dan...enjoyed it much

David Williams January 11, 2013 at 11:16 AM Dan, great collab, I kept hearing shakin' stevens...David

Harry Horsman January 11, 2013 at 10:17 AM sad poem is this, well written and a profound read...

Carma Sanderson January 10, 2013 at 7:38 PM Stunning write, a tear of sadness, weeps mi eye.. Deep..

Richard Lamoureux January 10, 2013 at 12:53 PM Well done and honestly expressed, I hope that joy will errupt from these sad remnants of relationships past. When in the midst of such pain it is hard to imagine the sun will ever rise again and yet it does.

Anne-Lise Andresen January 10, 2013 at 3:41 AM So sad, but so well written. - Hope it's not a true story/poem. - oxox / / f.e.f. Anne-Lise :)

Poet Destroyer A January 9, 2013 at 9:39 PM Hi Dan,,, i miss me too...lol... I'm kidding..I miss many here...plus you. John Wulf is a mighty poet... I love his poetry.. as much as I love yours... Now let me read the poem... ~pause~ about the poem. A very sad thought. I don't know what I'd do if my fiance hit me with the key of reality... the poem is well written on both parts... hope it is not reality... love~ LINDA

Sukmawati Komala January 9, 2013 at 9:30 PM wow.. this is awesome...very nice written poem..so sad.. heartfelt..and thank you Dan for your sharing :) <3<3<3

Debra Squyres January 9, 2013 at 9:14 PM Wow...this is good ! You've captured the theme so well, both of you. An empty house filled with silence is often deafening. Enjoyed your poem !!

Lucilla Carrillo January 9, 2013 at 9:09 PM Hi Dan; This is a good poem, if it's fiction, but if it is a part of your life - it's sad. It sounds good for a song. Thanks for sharing and god bless. Lucilla