there for me

you were there for me
I called you...distressed and scared
a friend when in need


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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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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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put to rest

the remainder shreds
boxes from six years ago
are put to rest too


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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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I said

all I had to say
there wasn't anything more
thanks for listening


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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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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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moving on

I met you there and wanted you here
politely you decline, your will does resist
after you opened the door to my heart
you pack it all up and move on

I get through the evenings, look to tomorrow
eluding the dreams, long gone fantasies
what came as a shadow, disperses in the dark
after you took it all and moved on

now comes the time for me to move on too
not live in the past, with what little you left
will it always remain, that once sweet refrain
every thought, every feeling that was you


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God

if God hadn't wanted me to prose
we would have never met
thoughts of you fill my blog
with more that needs penned yet

if God hadn't wanted me to dance
we would have never met
fast or slow, highs and lows
with more steps to learn my friend

if God hadn't wanted me to love
we would have never met
loving you isn't that easy
and still I give it my best

if God hadn't wanted me to be lonely
we would have never met
lonely still is I what I am
a cruel joke I guess


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for M.S.

I'm reading your book
and enjoying the pages
a book about you
penned through the ages
thanks for the inscription
it doesn't put me to sleep
if anything I think
it is way too deep

M.S....

I only now returned from a late shift of work
Before I retire and rest these old bones,
My messages I'll read where on the Internet they lurk
Among the few that have found their way,
Yours is the one I find with good to say
Reading the note about enjoying the pages
Of a book that I've written in life's younger stages

Thanks..


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more of me

if I give you any more of me
I won't have anything left
it's not like Little Big Town sings
you have really got me spinning
already, I can't catch my breath
baby, what more can I do
you have an unfair advantage
you have me and I don't have you


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believe

I won't ever leave
if you want me to stay
tell me what you want
and I won't pull away

I believe what you say
I believe what you say

I want to be with you
tell me what is true
I can feel it all
is it there for you?

I believe what you say
I believe what you say

can you see the light?
feel the light of day?
can you hold me tight?
do you feel the same way?

I believe what you say
I believe what you say

can this all work out?
I can't see anyway
leaving me with these doubts
am I a fool to play?

I believe what you say
I believe what you say


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reflection

candles loom
tests resume
the perfect gift?
resolving rifts!
a year moved fast
a sweet repast
a clean bill?
I pray He wills!


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buffet

what am I hungry for?
the choices now are varied
each have different specialties
and it's been awhile since I've explored
the pleasures of different cuisines

Japanese is and option
flown in from Tokyo
but it could leave me hungry
after several hours

Mexican is always wonderful
but I can have that any time
I always do enjoy it
when I'm in old Mexico

Italian is a favorite
I will see what fare is offered
love the culture and the sauce
the language is so romantic
Tiramisu, a just dessert

maybe I should hit a buffet
where I can taste a little of each
then my options are open
I can taste all that I please
or one for each day of the week


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kiss me, baby

you can kiss me with the moon-roof open
you're the only star I'll see
you can kiss me by the ocean
my favorite place to be
you can kiss me when it's raining
I don't care if I get wet
you can kiss me in slow motion
baby, that's the best kiss yet
you can kiss me under the ceiling fan
letting it cool these satin sheets
I don't care where you kiss me
but you know where it's gonna lead


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