Talking, talking

Why must this be so difficult
Wouldn't it be so much easier?
To talk it out and have our say
Instead of just getting angrier?

Put down the gadget and relate to us
You'll see that we do care
All we want is a harmonious home
In which we all can share

Victims all

We saw you live again last night
We were at the show
Watching your glory in blazing light
From the very first row

You've aged with grace, no longer boys
Your sound filled with flare
Playing to a hall of noise
Showing us all how much you care

Thank you.

Grey Day

The clouds have gathered again today
Looking out the window all I see is grey
A misty landscape of texture and shapes
A fantasy world through which creatures traipse
A perfect morning for feel blue
Getting lost in words for lack of anything to do

Dirty Dancing

The image flickered on the screen
Of dancers entwined in a sultry scene
When music set the Bacchanal mood
And the innocent believed in their cozy brood

It was a summer so long ago
When hearts were young and our souls aglow

We plunged right in, we knew the score
We wanted the fantasy and so much more
We understood that time had past
But trusted still that the joy would last

It was a summer so long ago
When hearts were young and our souls aglow

A bittersweet triumph of old and young
Learning the words to songs unsung
Understanding that from now on
The world was waking to a brand new dawn

It was a summer so long ago
When hearts were young, and our souls aglow

And now years away from that misty age
The music still rattles the sleepers cage
Calling out to the ghosts gone by
Bringing laughter, joy & and sad, sweet sigh.

It was a summer so long ago
When hearts were young, and our souls aglow.  

Ah, summer

As the dew clears from the verdant summer grounds
Another morning dawns, waking to happy, carefree sounds
From the laughter in the breeze
To the chirping high-up among the leaves
Nature's symphony is clearly at its peak
When the world is soaking up the sun's brilliant heat