This is a song
I happened across alone
The night I tried to find
a place to belong
And I heard you sing
On that microphone

This is a bar
For all the manics
Who loved heart first
accused of going too far
To quench that thirst
Here, remember, do not panic

This is about a lady
and a man
Who were willing to travel
into the depths, of human
Together forever
Or at least, until death

This is a hotel
For the broken hearted
Who just want somebody to hold
And the lost souls
of the dearly departed
Too scared to return back home

This is a home where you can be free
We don’t worry about what’s in your closet
Or if you don’t have a cloth rack
Don’t you bother your chest with secrets
Lighten the load off your back
Find the real you, and the real me

This is a song
For wallflowers in a bar
Enjoying the nightly philharmonics
This is a place to belong
And it’ll never be far
We share doobage and gin tonics

Let’s dance over the beads at night
And relish in the summers starlight
You both are gems in the wide wild world
In your glories, our souls unfurled

There I was discovering the things you know
You smiled, irresistibly engaged and going with the flow
Of gin tonic, Molly, and late night salvation
Against the odds, we met and softened into early morning conversation

You hadn’t been traveling for too long
And we never went too far
But without regaling our ears with a song
We knew you both were superstars

When the world froze for a night
And all were 4 twinkling starlights
Drinking in a bar, by the river
We spoke about a homey Italian dinner

I don’t want to begin my thoughts with ifs and maybes
but you are contradictory to my logic
maybe and if I were a better man, then I would just be
without any of the struggles of being
But that would hardly make me a man, would it?
just a machine or a god
either way, I feel you’d prefer that,
then you could use me
selfishly and unfeeling without remorse

Please don’t let these words worry you
Just thoughts that sprung in my mind
from depths I am unaware of
but I know enough that that they do not belong to me alone
so perhaps you will forgive my imperfections
for they are who I am
And I shall continue forging on
in a path I shall make mine

This is not a poem
but a confession, a secret and assertion
for the dead and the living
as long as you can forgive and love again
then it’ll all be right, because you and I know thats what we have to do
Soon they would come to round us up
to quell the slow revolutions happening in our minds
to trample on the flowers growing in our hearts

I would like to go on and on, I don’t care
I’m singing a life’s song, that I become a better man
and I know you’ll join along, and share this light air
This love for love makes me a child again
I’m foolish and learning, maybe I’m free
Will you build these castles with me on the beach
as you take a break from where you are from
on the journey to where you are headed
and if you ask for directions,
I’ll point to both sides, then up and down
and tell you we have to hurry
to where we’re going
our ambitions expanding the circle of journey
and I’ll be with you at the destination, which is where we come from
Take the first step
and the fantasies shall become real life
take the first step
and what you will find will change your life
from the depths in me erupts this message
and if you’re willing to hear it
just like i’m willing
you’ll see that we have all got so much.

It’s the merry blues
And quiet nights alone in my head
Loved by thoughts of you
Trying to get in my bed

It’s the merry blues
And memories in the lush forest
smoking marijuana with you
Someone said, those times were the best

On so many nights
If you remember the words we said
Clutching underneath starlights
The dirt and the whole earth were our bed

It’s the merry blues
And a breath of fresh air
Neither of us was bad news
But who’s objective in a love affair?

You can call me a liar
And deny once, and deny twice any claim
That your heart was ever on fire
And it was all just an expertly played game

I have only one excuse
For the scene that’s stuck in my head
And it’s the merry blues
You and I dancing, as we make your bed.

Hell is empty,
And baby its a sad, sad view.
Hell is empty
And baby, i really miss you.

I knew the costs, behind your vice
I love you, yeah, that does sound nice.
But it can be, a treacherous thing to say
A Baneful happy-ending, to flower someone’s day.

You swore up and down, to no ends
That perhaps my angels and demons, may become your friends
Maybe one of them, would understand your many fears
And reveal to you, my masked away tears

Hell is empty
And baby I’m alone.
Hell is empty
And how long, will you make me atone.

This I know is true
That I deserted heavens gates to be with you
That we may make paradise out of this barren wasteland
Or at least, this was our plan.