will it all slip and slide
back to before
falling to the wayside
just another chore
I'm counting on you
not to once more ignore
to hold it intact
to hold the rapport
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https://mjb-lessonsfromlife.blogspot.com/ "Out of life's school of war: What does not destroy me, makes me stronger." Nietzsche
Monday, June 28, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
standby
I list for my flight
what I once thought was confirmed
never a sure thing
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what I once thought was confirmed
never a sure thing
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Monday, June 14, 2010
Warheads
like "Warheads" candy
sucking the tartness outside
sweetness underneath
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sucking the tartness outside
sweetness underneath
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Friday, June 11, 2010
there for me
you were there for me
I called you...distressed and scared
a friend when in need
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I called you...distressed and scared
a friend when in need
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Thursday, June 10, 2010
the distance in between
it isn't that I don't care any more
or that I could care any less
it just all comes to the point
when the will to fight is gone
I didn't hide the truth
it was always shining through
you know it and so do I
how can you be sad, if what you didn't have
is suddenly gone in the night
and it wasn't the span of miles
the distance in between you and I
that breaks us apart in the end
it is when one cares too much
and the other cares too little
without a bridge to connect in the middle
it isn't that I don't care any more
or that I could care any less
it just all comes to the point
when the will to fight is gone
I didn't hide the truth
it was always shining through
you know it and so do I
just be glad, for the time that we had
I didn't hide the truth
it was always shining through
you know it and so do I
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or that I could care any less
it just all comes to the point
when the will to fight is gone
I didn't hide the truth
it was always shining through
you know it and so do I
how can you be sad, if what you didn't have
is suddenly gone in the night
and it wasn't the span of miles
the distance in between you and I
that breaks us apart in the end
it is when one cares too much
and the other cares too little
without a bridge to connect in the middle
it isn't that I don't care any more
or that I could care any less
it just all comes to the point
when the will to fight is gone
I didn't hide the truth
it was always shining through
you know it and so do I
just be glad, for the time that we had
I didn't hide the truth
it was always shining through
you know it and so do I
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reward
it is not that He was punishing me
but more so--that He was rewarding you
you must have done something extra special
for Him to have brought me into your life
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but more so--that He was rewarding you
you must have done something extra special
for Him to have brought me into your life
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Monday, June 7, 2010
put to rest
the remainder shreds
boxes from six years ago
are put to rest too
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boxes from six years ago
are put to rest too
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Sunday, June 6, 2010
this time
this time..it will be different
this time..it will all work out fine
this time has come, this time is now
this time, this love will be mine
this time..I will go more slowly
this time..there is only we two
this time the love songs are just for me
this time, this time, this time
this time..it will be different
this time your love is mine
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this time..it will all work out fine
this time has come, this time is now
this time, this love will be mine
this time..I will go more slowly
this time..there is only we two
this time the love songs are just for me
this time, this time, this time
this time..it will be different
this time your love is mine
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Saturday, June 5, 2010
wine
it's like a fine, fine bottle of wine
opened to breathe before you drink
you admire the beauty--that dark, rich color
and savor that redolent smell
your taste buds start to water
for that first sweet, sweet sip
carefully, by the crystal stem
it is raised to expectant lips
but the flavor isn't as honeyed
as we had hoped that it would be
the clarity not as perfect
for the price of the bottle paid
and what falls to the bottom
the sediment, if you will
goes there for a reason
they're the dregs poured down the drain
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opened to breathe before you drink
you admire the beauty--that dark, rich color
and savor that redolent smell
your taste buds start to water
for that first sweet, sweet sip
carefully, by the crystal stem
it is raised to expectant lips
but the flavor isn't as honeyed
as we had hoped that it would be
the clarity not as perfect
for the price of the bottle paid
and what falls to the bottom
the sediment, if you will
goes there for a reason
they're the dregs poured down the drain
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Friday, June 4, 2010
I am
I am today, what yesterday wrought
what the day brings in, what my soul has bought
the spirit that leaves as the day grows strong
what's left in shadows from yesterday's song
I am right now, what tomorrow brings
without the luster, without the dreams
headstrong tolerance, disposition wasted
from bittersweet memories that I once tasted
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what the day brings in, what my soul has bought
the spirit that leaves as the day grows strong
what's left in shadows from yesterday's song
I am right now, what tomorrow brings
without the luster, without the dreams
headstrong tolerance, disposition wasted
from bittersweet memories that I once tasted
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stir the ash
stir the ash
breathe life unto the glowing ember
tend and stoke this fire
come closer to the hearth
stretch your hands to the warmth
stoke the embers to this heart
breathe life into this love
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breathe life unto the glowing ember
tend and stoke this fire
come closer to the hearth
stretch your hands to the warmth
stoke the embers to this heart
breathe life into this love
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wrong
what I thought I had found
quickly, is lost
what I thought I held
doesn't hold me back
what I thought was love
doesn't love me
what I thought reality
proves me wrong
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quickly, is lost
what I thought I held
doesn't hold me back
what I thought was love
doesn't love me
what I thought reality
proves me wrong
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Thursday, June 3, 2010
limbo
what do you think the reason?
we met that cold, cold season
was it your need for someone that sees
or mine that weren't even obvious
what do you think the reason?
that April played us a song
five hundred days we've weathered
the ever increasing storms
what do you think the reason?
this limbo where it lays
neither heaven or hell where
it now does dwell
what do you think the reason?
we met that cold, cold season
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we met that cold, cold season
was it your need for someone that sees
or mine that weren't even obvious
what do you think the reason?
that April played us a song
five hundred days we've weathered
the ever increasing storms
what do you think the reason?
this limbo where it lays
neither heaven or hell where
it now does dwell
what do you think the reason?
we met that cold, cold season
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Wednesday, June 2, 2010
what was and what is true
naw, you aren't going to die
probably not even bleed
everyone is expendable
everything can be replaced
naw...you aren't going to die
yeah, it's easy to go on without me
you'll do more than just get by
so much more you can do now
with all of that free time
only you knew the difference
'tween what was and what is true
I should have read today's paper
instead of yesterday's news
from my one-sided perception
I'll just keep filling these pages
you may pen one too
lyrics with beautiful vagueness
'bout nothing meaning anything to you
naw, you aren't going to die
probably not even bleed
everyone is expendable
everything can be replaced
naw...you aren't going to die
I found out neither will I
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probably not even bleed
everyone is expendable
everything can be replaced
naw...you aren't going to die
yeah, it's easy to go on without me
you'll do more than just get by
so much more you can do now
with all of that free time
only you knew the difference
'tween what was and what is true
I should have read today's paper
instead of yesterday's news
from my one-sided perception
I'll just keep filling these pages
you may pen one too
lyrics with beautiful vagueness
'bout nothing meaning anything to you
naw, you aren't going to die
probably not even bleed
everyone is expendable
everything can be replaced
naw...you aren't going to die
I found out neither will I
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victimless crime
in your accordion pleated folder
you file me away
like just another bill
you have extra days to pay
watch out for the late fees
if the check isn't on time
it can cost you plenty
but it's a victimless crime
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you file me away
like just another bill
you have extra days to pay
watch out for the late fees
if the check isn't on time
it can cost you plenty
but it's a victimless crime
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silver lining
if you're not missing any pieces
if I don't have your heart
what once was a perfect circle
at the seams now rips apart
if I settle for disappointments
if indifference is the rule
if I hold it up to the light
my mind wraps around the truth
if this rain that gently falls
washes this blank slate clean
then the silver lining would be
it was all just fantasy
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if I don't have your heart
what once was a perfect circle
at the seams now rips apart
if I settle for disappointments
if indifference is the rule
if I hold it up to the light
my mind wraps around the truth
if this rain that gently falls
washes this blank slate clean
then the silver lining would be
it was all just fantasy
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what once was
this time I won't buckle
this time I won't quit
as I lay face down
in the midst of this
this time I hold strong
this time I hold on
what once was is past
what once was is gone
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this time I won't quit
as I lay face down
in the midst of this
this time I hold strong
this time I hold on
what once was is past
what once was is gone
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I said
all I had to say
there wasn't anything more
thanks for listening
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there wasn't anything more
thanks for listening
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Tuesday, June 1, 2010
love
love knocks on your door
a loud rapping sound
winking and smiling
stealing your heart
it takes away your breath
sings to your soul
dances with your spirit
worth every minute
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a loud rapping sound
winking and smiling
stealing your heart
it takes away your breath
sings to your soul
dances with your spirit
worth every minute
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my friend
there is a sweet whisper
blowing through mesquite
singing your name
my long lost friend
and I miss those days
when the shadows stretch long
before the darkness falls
I think of you my long lost friend
wondering where you went
just before I sleep
before I start to dream
I say a prayer for us my friend
praying you return to me
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blowing through mesquite
singing your name
my long lost friend
and I miss those days
when the shadows stretch long
before the darkness falls
I think of you my long lost friend
wondering where you went
just before I sleep
before I start to dream
I say a prayer for us my friend
praying you return to me
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