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Good and Ruin


I will tell you about the misfortunes. 
Leaving out all the good parts.
So, in the truth, there is a distortion.
The guilt winds around my heart. Sometimes I cannot breathe and I cannot open my eyes. 

I will tell you of our good fortunes. Discarding all the ruin. 
So, in the truth, there is a distortion.
Your love is a fen, with fox and fowl
Sometimes my heart doubles in size and my love is magnified 10 fold

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Observations and Musings

The road appears 
as an ancient hide
The mother elephant
A young long arm reaches out
Depths of the hoard
It reaches for the wild
Dancing sun
Full puddle in the middle
Angled iron and wires 
Cut the sky
There is a sign posted
Washed and faded
Schematic of the wood
Abound in unfounded joy
The cormorant calls
The forest floor sings a tune
The wind in my ears
I hear the ocean
Empty echo of the past
Forgotten then no, remembered
All of it is now

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Iron Smiles

The highest sun
The palest moon
They make my day; my agenda
And how the night will end
Fear not, for we are ancient
From the womb to the tomb 
We see the sun rise and set
The moon bright each night
The same for millions of years
Infinite laughter, sorrow and tears

Will you come down
From the mountain side
She comes down
With an iron smile
Pay for prayer
Cash gets you in
Live a little more
And pay for sin

The soft fresh morning
The warmth of the sun
Today's activities have been set
Mindful and rueful rules
Fear not, for we have lived this before
The cradle to the coffin
From the ceiling to the floor
Today is saddled in sorrow
Day after day after day after day
After may be filled with laughter
The day after tomorrow

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Lost

Lost
I degrade myself in trying to fit in
No one has ever sacrificed for me
What have I sacrificed?

Bits and pieces of me
Chiseled block 
Under the covers
Claiming we're brothers
My character is dissected 
By amateurs

So I will show them 
Not owe them
I will entertain them
Not maintain them
I will shelter them
I will be me
Not them

What has been sacrificed for me?
If anything,
I apologize
I did not mean to take away from your normal day

Do I belong to you?
Was it wrong of me to?

I'm like the third ball
Suddenly you gotta juggle

How I need a warm breeze
None of this is really real

But I could use a warm breeze
Salt air and palm trees
Mmmmmmmmmmmmm

I can feel the heat
And hear the breeze
Rustling in the palms leaves

I say mother 
You say milk
I say comfort 
We agreed on silk
Are we back to this again?
Man, I thought you married your friend
Who ever said that might want to think again

I degrade myself every time I'm angry
I degrade myself every time I try to stay
I degrade myself every time I believe it will change
Everyday a little bit is left around town
Rattling and scrambling
Lost

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Pull

Nothing pulls quite as hard
Like the lost days that never start
Like the days you spent in the dark
You’re pulling on my broken heart

For reasons that we never know 
the winter rain and the summer snow 
down above or up below 
we turn it ‘round before we go 
Catch a flight or ride the train 
our destiny is still the same 
we chose to wear these heavy chains 
they tear our flesh and our remains 

But nothing pulls quite as hard
As you pull the strings of my heart
One day it will come clean apart
No nothing pulls quite as hard