Honesty

I'll walk the 60 miles beside you, songsmith, don't you see?
Whether for salvation or just your company
Your goal may certainly be divine
But alas, this old heart of mine
Is far more worldly than I care to admit
So without you such a walk is one I would surely quit!


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Disturber

Just when the dust seems settled
And the calm has come at last
A new calamity hits
And we are thrown by the blast
Never a peaceful moment
Or a quiet spell
The dirt will again come flying
To stir up heck and hell
It might be best to quit
And start again anew
With somethig very similar
But with a different view
Such thoughts are very comforting
But sadly not in the plan
For it's not for me to cut the string

Talk to the hand

Don't knock on my door
I won't let you in
I don't care what you are looking for
Or just how delicious the sin
Your coarse manners and selfish ways
Have left me cold
So for the rest of your days
You can stare at my door while you get old



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Left turn

Riding at night
Adventure in sight
But it didn't start out that way
For when we left it was still as bright as day
Now we know
That paths don't show
Exactly where you are
And unknowingly you can end up very far
I guess it shows
That no one knows
Just where they're really going
Despite some very careful planning!

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1263

No words are flowing this evening
As I sit before my screen
I've only got a feeling
That it should be about something green

So let's talk about a basement
That's in complete disarray
It's windows are all casement
But of everything else there isn't much to say

Pain and loss hang in the air
And so the progress is slow
The idea is cheerful and has plenty of flair
When it is completely done, it will be something to show

For now I see the past
And hope for a better place
As time will heal the wounds at last
And the home will be a better space



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Money vs. Friendship

Another day, another story of how to change your time
But greatness, in this case, was more about "what's yours is also mine"
No heroic battles, or well-laid, courageous plans
Just brilliant codes and a visionary way of bringing together all your clans
But here's the question that must be asked:
Is your wealth real, if viewed by everyone as an outcast?

Greatness

Some heads were born to wear the laurels
Like Amon's son sent to shake the world
A divine mission set forth in heaven
Over a game of chess played by gods
The players helped by those they worshipped
The losers left to mend their ways
Through time and history such figures walked
Their burdens heavy, guided by fate not chance
A blaze of glory marked their passage
And human immortality to reward their load
Such merit is never without a price
And theirs is always the final sacrifice



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Salad days

Riding along one behind the other
It really is a world of wonder
So easy to swerve from left to right
To check out some new and interesting sight
A rabbit here, a dead skunk there
Smelling the sweetly noxious air
These days are lazy and hazy too
And it's so nice to be spending them with you


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Guilt

Never knew a quiet time
When I could just sit and rhyme
A lazy day with no guilt for me
Doing whatever, just like I'm free
But such things are for other people
Since I'm tied now and feel like a cripple


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Knock off

Pain, pain go away
Never show your face this way
I don't care for you special grace
I much rather you leqave this place!


Ok, I know it's not wholly original but I'm tired and my shoulder's been killing me ALL day!


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