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Senorita Sorrow ( Spanish Rain )

Any teardrops that I can borrow?
In those Spanish eyes of yours
In those big brown Spanish eyes
of yours
 
 
Senorita Sorrow
Can you run away with me tomorrow?
We can chase our dreams around
And make love
And start wars
In those Spanish eyes of yours
In those big brown Spanish eyes
of yours
 
You have never lived
It's very hard to explain
I got lost in Senorita Sorrow
somewhere in San Sebastian, Spain
somewhere in her Spanish eyes
somewhere in the Spanish rain
 
We had the time of our lives
But she cried there on the train
She couldn't hold back the pain
She knew there was no tomorrow
My Sweet Senorita Sorrow
As she stepped out into the 
Mid-September Spanish Rain

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Mid-September Blue

when everything was possible
when everything was new
when my heart beat out of my chest
and found it's way to you
 
when skies were emerald green 
and trees were powder blue
hearts everywhere were seen
you said it was because of me
i said it was because of you
 
your eyes reflected gold
they told me stories
that were never told
i hung on each and every word
i remember everything i heard
in the background, a blutiful bluebird
 
Everyday was Mid-September Blue
when you showed me a better me
and I showed you a sweeter you
Mid-September Blue
was such a beautiful violet hue
the most beautiful view
that I ever knew

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I Wanna Go Home ( Tomorrow )

Declarations of Independence
Shadows of rock on roll
I want to go home
I wanna go home
I want to go home
Tomorrow
 
 
Exchanging love letters 
and dirty looks
I love you
and History books
I want to go home
I wanna go home
I want to go home
Tomorrow
 
 
Sell your soul
Save my skin
Rock and roll
and violins
I want to go home
I wanna go home
I want to go home
Tomorrow
 
Tell me lies 
and take them back
Hide and seek
and fade to black
Show me yours
I'll show you mine
How are you?
I'm doing fine
I want to go home
I wanna go home
I want to go home
Tomorrow
 
 
I'm still here standing still
Take the hill
It's time to kill
I want to go home 
I wanna go -

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Partly Cloudly With a Splash of Sunshine

To me it comes as no surprise
 
That if I could paint a splendid sunrise
 
I would do so 
 
with a rainbow
 
stolen from vivid blue skies
 
borrowed from the love I see in your eyes
 
And then I would make you cry
 
violet tear drops  
 
so that I could try
 
to somehow
 
wipe them dry
 
I would wash your grey away
 
I chould kiss your rain away
 
I should chase your pain away
 
and keep you here to stay
 
for a sunny day
 
For you are my future
 
And you are my past
 
You are my beautiful forecast
 
My sweet sunshower that will forever be mine

Partly Cloudly with a Splash of Sunshine

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When Hell Freezes Over

Two windswept hearts skip a beat 
beneath a broken window
Frozen footprints from ice cold feet 
as if they didn't know 
paint the window sill 
and chill a crying crow
with a look to kill 
it cries out and dies 'I told you so'
 
 
 
Jealousy jilts the jagged jalousie
into flickering red reflections from once upon a time long ago
Shattered glass gives way to howling winds
but will not give in to Thundersnow
Suddenly, 3am, and four right in a row
Open up thy curtain call 
and feel it blow by blow by blow by blow 
 
 
 
Thy Kingdom come burning down the hall 
with barely a candle glow
While wicked wildfire walks up and down the bedroom wall 
impatient as it is slow
Take a bow, thy Final Fall
Thy Kingdom come burning everything down below

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Life

Two hearts beat, now beating faster; beating until they're one 
Two souls breathe, now breathing deeper; breathing until they're done 
Two lovers see forever, and forever is where they run 
One child comes home tomorrow for life has just begun 

Even when the rainbow's glowing, the skies can seem so gray 
Even when the wind's not blowing, the tides can turn your way 
And when the water's raging, beneath skies that seem so blue 
It's just your body aging, and it has nothing to do with you 

So now when our God comes calling, I'll hold your hand and stroke your hair 
Yes, as snowflakes start falling, I will look for you everywhere 
And Mother, as you start flying, remember as you rise above 
Marlene, you are not dying, but finding everlasting love 

One child goes home tomorrow to embrace the Father and the Son 
One child who knows no sorrow, for life has just begun

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When the Fall Fell Down..

do you remember 

when we were so young 
when the fall fell down 
and the spring had sprung 
when the winter came 
and made us so cold 
when the summer flame 
found us playing and saying 
I hope we never grow old..

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These States United - Part Ii

How someone like you 
 
and me
 
could ever be
 
this forever free

Never say never

Ever
 
Oh say, can you see
 
this valiant righteous fight
 
of the tiny 13
 
against the giant gorgeous gallant might
 
of the Royal Crown
 

into that last gleaming
 
fluorescent
 
effortlessly seeming
 
twilight 
 
as American soldiers fell
 
and died
 
and their women 

and Lady Liberty

rang the bell
 
and cried
 
screaming
 
and the little ones 
 
so sound asleep
 
nestled in their bed
 
so peacefully dreaming
 
whilst their King 

while their King lay dead
 

Hear his deep voice echo over and over in your head
 
You remember what he said
 
You remember what he said
 
You remember what he said
 
You remember what he said

You remember what he said

You remember what he said
 
You remember what he said
 
You remember what he said
 
You remember what he said

You remember what he said

You remember what he said

You remember what he said
 
as you lay there
 
missing and yearning
 
teaching and learning
 
freezing and burning
 
and tossing and turning
 
battledrums slow and become tribal
 
Yes, you too, remembers what he said:
 
"It is impossible to rightly govern a nation without God and the Bible"


 
So trumpeters blew and told 

their story
 
the drumboys rolled
 
out Old Glory
 
My God behold
 
Watch Old Glory
 
so dignified
 
unfold
 
Stars and Stripes 
 
thus signified

an Independence newfound
 

on Sacred, Sacred, Splendid, Sacred, Holy ground
 
Kneeling at ground Zero
 
Never forget
 
My, your, Our forgotten Hero

Ole' Father George pause and take a good look around
 
Ole' Father George steal the stars 
 
just this once

just in between
 
the glare of royal red rockets
 
and hand them to
 
the mighty 13
 
and the red stripes so soaked with blood
 
from our beloved Mother
 
across the pond

Sons no more, oh no, Mother 
 
There isn't any other
 

It’s me now - your new younger brother

Just passing through

the bright white rays of sunlight
 
into the big bold box of navy blue
 
into starry starry nights
 
Ole' Father George, our hopes ignited
 
Your legs so weary
 
Our dreams excited
 
Thank you, Ole' Father George
 
Thank you, God
 
God Bless These States United

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Winds of My Aftermath

Feel the hurricane and taste the rain here in the park
Hear me wail and watch me as I make my mark
But do not tell me when it is time to go
For I will be playing here long after dark

Get lost with me here in the brush
Stay the storm that now makes us rush
Meet me here same time next year
And once again I will make you blush

See me stand there upon my mountaintop
Fear the gale as I tend my crop
We will leave for chance what I do not know
And I will beg for mercy, but I will not stop

Over there just beyond the bended trees
Beautifully bending by my gentle breeze
Near Ole' Shadow's Pass, there along the path
You will feel the Winds of My Aftermath
Yes, you will find me whispering in the forest on bended knees
Where you will feel the Winds of My Aftermath

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Broken Fences

in my mind I am swimming through time
 
into silver springs frozen pristine
 
effervescent
 
reminiscent of flowers fluorescent 
 
and I remember Christine Sixteen
 
shivering a Heaven scent
 
Now, let me regret 
 
never sending love letters that a fool should have sent
 
 
 
I am dancing in darling daffodils and floating in forever
 
I am mesmerized by reflections of eyes so very vivid blue
 
I see young enduring red hearts beating on the brink of never
 
and I watch rolling rivers of innocent me spill into beautiful you
 
cascades of colorful waterfalls creating hue
 
creating something brand new
 
something comfortably warm 
 
something so true
 
 
 
These dreams somehow now tantalize my senses
 
As I watch us swim and dance in the shadows of secret trees
 
I can see us climbing broken fences
 
 
 
 
Do you remember days like these
 
 
Days when two young lovers could kiss a gentle breeze 
 
 
 
and bring Forever to her trembling knees