Monday, July 25, 2011

... tomorrow!

Sometimes, when you over-think,
There are tears in your eyes 'cause you forgot to blink,
Tears of love, tears in ink ...

The light starts fading, the minutes go by –

You’ve decided, yet you still ask 'why'...

Change is constant, Permanence is fleeting;
If this is the rule, why does it feel like I'm cheating?


Yesterday is gone for good...
And I'd bring it back... if I only could!
Today is grossly misunderstood...

And then Tomorrow, everything will change -

The people you’re with will be out of range...

For Change is constant, Permanence is fleeting;
'Different' happens and keeps repeating!


If only there was this magic potion,
That would block that steady stream of emotion;
Yes, an obscure, wishful notion...

You shrug off Today and get set for Tomorrow -

Maximize Hope and Minimize Sorrow...

'Cause Change is constant, Permanence is fleeting;
We toil and we struggle, yet we're still 'competing'!

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

jerry's song...

Back then, when I could 'fly',

Before they clipped my wings,

I used to be that special guy

Who could do those fancy things...

But that was then and this is now;

I often sit and wonder how,

While Jacob strums on his guitar and Jerry sings...


I can no longer recall the words he said,

As my fist went crashing into the side of his head -

He fell right to the floor and just died!

Then I remembered her face,

The shame, the disgrace,

And how she'll never find a safe place to hide...

On that goddamn day,

I would've gotten away,

If Martha and Jenny hadn't lied!


The Judge was King, glaring back in rage,

And I, the Jester, centre-stage -

The verdict was but obvious all along!

Then I remembered her face,

The shame, the disgrace,

Yes, I was sure I'd done no wrong.

And on that fateful day,

As they were locking me away,

In my head, I was singing Jerry's song...


Back then, when I could 'fly',

Before they clipped my wings,

I used to be that 'special' guy

Who could do those 'fancy' things...

My past, severe, is still unclear;

I ask for yet another beer,

While Jacob strums on his guitar and Jerry sings...