Monday, October 19, 2009

Talk To My Head

If you ever loved me or if you even had a clue...
I wouldn't have to be here still paying our dues.
I never asked you for a whole hell of a lot,
except reminding you of what you forgot.

Always up to me to make it right.
I never wanted to get into a fight.
I may have been born at night...
But I sure wasn't born last night!

When it came time for you to step up to the plate,
and tell you what was on time and what was late...
It didn't matter if it was rainy or sunny.
It was just about me and my need for money.

The day came when I said, "I've had enough."
Face to face like a fool I had to be tough.
If I was doing it alone...
I was doing it all alone.

I said everything that had to be said.
I stood there like I had three heads.
I may have been born at night...
But I sure wasn't born last night!

It was about love not money.
An "I love you, Honey" on the first of the month
done and said.
Life's short, you made your bed, take your pick...
talk to my head.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Over You and Out

You can call me a loser but,
I'm over you.
And I'm never losing sleep
over you again.

It was always over my head
lost more than love but,
I'm never losing sleep
ever again... over you.

I have nothing to lose
and there's no excuse.
You were my wife and
I let you run my life.
That's all in the past...
first drop to the last.

I'm not a loser
Losers are weepers.
Cheaper to keep her?
I'd rather lose her,
not to confuse her and
be able to sleep again.

Your friends know I'm done,
and how I'm over you.
And I'm never losing sleep
over you... ever again.

No matter how you twist it
how you want the world to see it.
The truth that everyone knows...
my love was merely a visit.

From then until now,
from now until then.
Over night! Over you!
I'm never losing sleep
It's over... so over.
never losing sleep
over that girl, again.

Always over my head...
that's what you said.
I'm going to bed.
I'm here without you
with someone else instead.

Good night! Sleep tight!
I'll never let them bite...
because of you, just you!
I'll still lose plenty of sleep.
Now I'm with her and so over you!

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Autumn Fairy's Quest

Autumn brisk clear, and color bright,
Fragrant leaves chasing in the day...
then they run and hide in the night.

Calm at dawn gathered together,
awaiting a sudden moments gust.
The chase begins of color rust
up and away light as a feather.

Acorns pound all about,
food for squirrels no doubt.
Holes they will burrow...
a dinner saved for tomorrow.

Get ready for the months ahead?
Celebrating leaves will fly instead.
There's not much time and not much rest.
Make way for Winter... Autumn Fairy's Quest!

Friday, October 9, 2009

Indolently Selfish

For generous people it's never an issue of how much they enjoy helping others.
Yet, for the selfish... it's amazing how far they'll go to prove they don't have to.
They're the same people who will arguably put more of an effort into not doing something than it would actually take to do it.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

With This Ring

Some things are owned and some loaned.
There's stuff you get out of love... just a given.
Simply put they come along and just for livin'
Gifts, devoted things... celebrations thrown.

Lovers make a pact to always be true
and pick out the stone he gives to you.
It's way more than a gift...
it's her's, a pedestal lift.

So what happens when times are tough.
You have to do what you need to do
to make ends meet.
You're still in love but things get rough.
You try each day without having to go
out into the street.

Something has changed.
You're doing it all alone.
You ask her for help...
she offers you the stone.

It's hard to believe that just a few months ago
she would have thought it would be crazy...
but now you get that stare...
out into space.
She's just standing there,
tossing your devotion back at you...
into your face.

They say a diamond is forever.
She had other ideas about love,
devotion, caring, trust and...
what I'm going to remember.

Sleep Tight

It'll be alright. I'll stay here by the fire.
My love is in our room and I'm not feeling well.
The flames are warm, outside a storm.
My head's aching and my fever higher.

I know it wouldn't be right.
She can't get what I have.
I'll stay here through the night.

I can see her in my mind thinking
the man she loves has to stay away.
Doing it for her is all I need to do.
I'm shivering with sweat... it's ok.

I know it wouldn't be right.
She can't get what I have.
I'll make it through the night.
I'll be fine, I'll be fine... she's mine.

My eyes close, asleep? I suppose.
There's a blanket over my head.
I can hear her coming.
All she'll see is my nose.

She tells me something I'll never forget.
It came over me with sadness and gloom.
What she has here is half of what she had.
Before there was me, she had her own room.

Still it just doesn't seem right.
She only wants what she had?
You'll make it through the night.
I'm fine my love... sleep tight.

Post Script.
If in fact what you swore was true and what you really said was about you only having room for,"half your stuff"... where then was the other half? (Busted) We both know what you really said and now... so does everyone else.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

G+G=A #2

I've made very poor choices... big mistakes not failures.
I've never failed anyone in spite of how they failed me.
Judged, graded by the jealous and jaded.
I'm proud of the truth and live beyond the tears.
While you grapple with guilt over the milk you have spilt,
I'll live for love throughout the rest of my years.

Friday, October 2, 2009

It's Not About Me

How many times do I get a next time?
Do I get another chance to live...
or how much I can?
Too many do overs getting in the way
and I never know when I can stay...
or even how to plan.

A matter of fact you always disregard.
It's all about the love that comes easy
and who gets another chance.
The winner taking a stance and
who, for what its worth... has it hard.

Give me one more time to show you
how I can give you what you need.
It doesn't mean I don't love you...
how often must you make me bleed.
How many times do I have to bleed.

When you're done with me,
will you count the times that count?
When you're through with me...
will you come back and do it again...
and done before... again and again?