separate
one from the other.
separate
me from you.
separate
your mind from your body.
separate
your heart from reason.
separate
fact from fiction.
separate
lies from the truth.
separate
love from sex.
separate
nothing from love.
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Monday, July 31, 2006
Older (2006)
the wheels are coming off
the motor is slowing
the body is falling apart
the age has started showing
is it too late to replace
should i keep this going
or pull over and stop
there's just no way of knowing
my time with me
is still growing
but fighting the past
and all that i have been sowing
the end of the road is near
their calling keeps growing
the time draws close
this life i'll be throwing
the motor is slowing
the body is falling apart
the age has started showing
is it too late to replace
should i keep this going
or pull over and stop
there's just no way of knowing
my time with me
is still growing
but fighting the past
and all that i have been sowing
the end of the road is near
their calling keeps growing
the time draws close
this life i'll be throwing
Sunday, July 30, 2006
The Card (2002)
Today I was supposed to give you a card.
For some reason or another, I found it rather hard.
I should have searched for one several weeks back.
But, that task never made it to my to do stack.
I have not a good excuse, nor do I like them anyway.
I forgot your card, but not you, on this Valentine's Day.
I promise to try to stay steadfast in a future card endeavor.
But, today I hope you will accept this; I will love you forever.
For some reason or another, I found it rather hard.
I should have searched for one several weeks back.
But, that task never made it to my to do stack.
I have not a good excuse, nor do I like them anyway.
I forgot your card, but not you, on this Valentine's Day.
I promise to try to stay steadfast in a future card endeavor.
But, today I hope you will accept this; I will love you forever.
Friday, June 23, 2006
I Am (2006)
i am spent
i am broken
i am ended
you have spoken
i am wrong
you are right
i am awake
you sleep tight
i am sorry
i am done
i am sad
i begun
i am lonely
i am lost
you forgot
i am the cost
i am broken
i am ended
you have spoken
i am wrong
you are right
i am awake
you sleep tight
i am sorry
i am done
i am sad
i begun
i am lonely
i am lost
you forgot
i am the cost
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
What? (1992)
what is it supposed to mean?
is there something unseen?
what is it you’re not telling?
are you talking or are you yelling?
is there something unseen?
what is it you’re not telling?
are you talking or are you yelling?
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
So Confusing (1986)
have i always been angry?
or just unhappy at the circumstances?
have my feelings engulfed my reality?
what is reality now?
i don’t feel mad, angry or sad
why do you tell me i am?
is this real?
am i real?
where do these feelings hide?
do they come out once?
twice?
never? always?
what does this mean? to me? to you?
is my existence profitable?
who’s happy now?
what does a relationship mean? work? understanding?
forgiveness?
i have no answers!
it ended too quickly!
where does caring start? stop?
who decides? you? me? no one? someone?
GOD?
are you my punishment for crime?
sins are great, but how much can i handle?
lose everything? a little? a lot? nothing?
so confusing this all is.
or just unhappy at the circumstances?
have my feelings engulfed my reality?
what is reality now?
i don’t feel mad, angry or sad
why do you tell me i am?
is this real?
am i real?
where do these feelings hide?
do they come out once?
twice?
never? always?
what does this mean? to me? to you?
is my existence profitable?
who’s happy now?
what does a relationship mean? work? understanding?
forgiveness?
i have no answers!
it ended too quickly!
where does caring start? stop?
who decides? you? me? no one? someone?
GOD?
are you my punishment for crime?
sins are great, but how much can i handle?
lose everything? a little? a lot? nothing?
so confusing this all is.
Monday, June 12, 2006
The Call (1989)
I’m calling you, my darling dear.
It’s that painful ringing in your ear.
You know it’s me from the hollow tone.
That sickening perpetual groan.
You ignore it with a gilded zest.
Thinking me the loathsome pest.
Right you are, then maybe not.
You’re the one who’s not so hot.
The calling ceases for today.
I can’t imagine a thing to say.
It’s that painful ringing in your ear.
You know it’s me from the hollow tone.
That sickening perpetual groan.
You ignore it with a gilded zest.
Thinking me the loathsome pest.
Right you are, then maybe not.
You’re the one who’s not so hot.
The calling ceases for today.
I can’t imagine a thing to say.
Sunday, June 11, 2006
As Mine Is Yours (1995)
i’ve wanted to tell you for so long
just come right out and tell you
yet fear has left me numb.
i love you
i confess i know i shouldn’t
for my return has proven weak.
but hope drives me
hope that your fate is mine
as mine is yours.
we are too much the same to let this pass
this chance shall not return
seize this moment as if it were your last.
just come right out and tell you
yet fear has left me numb.
i love you
i confess i know i shouldn’t
for my return has proven weak.
but hope drives me
hope that your fate is mine
as mine is yours.
we are too much the same to let this pass
this chance shall not return
seize this moment as if it were your last.
Saturday, June 10, 2006
The Time We Kissed (1995)
standing hand in hand
looking into your eyes
feeling your soft warmth
as my nervousness dies
feeling my heart pound
as if it were the sea
knowing this moment so right
moving closer to me
our eyes see only each other
as i move to meet your kiss
the gentleness in your lips
my heart beats full of bliss
the kiss is soft and slow
somehow lasting forever
passion surpasses expectations
hoping this will end never…
looking into your eyes
feeling your soft warmth
as my nervousness dies
feeling my heart pound
as if it were the sea
knowing this moment so right
moving closer to me
our eyes see only each other
as i move to meet your kiss
the gentleness in your lips
my heart beats full of bliss
the kiss is soft and slow
somehow lasting forever
passion surpasses expectations
hoping this will end never…
Friday, June 09, 2006
So Long (1994)
ten months have come and gone
to me it’s not that long.
to you, it’s far beyond what is real.
waiting for your heart to steal.
how foolish have i been?
how long before i am in?
will you ever think of me when you’re alone
or are my chances completely blown?
i wish you had some thought
at least a chance i’ve got or not?
to me it’s not that long.
to you, it’s far beyond what is real.
waiting for your heart to steal.
how foolish have i been?
how long before i am in?
will you ever think of me when you’re alone
or are my chances completely blown?
i wish you had some thought
at least a chance i’ve got or not?
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Drops (1988)
gently, i hear the drops fall
reminding me that time exist.
a subtle hint, that i perceive
as my pain continues to persist.
not a single moment of silence
do these drops bring.
not a moment of peace,
love, understanding or anything.
as they fall to the ground
a relentless never ending stream.
the same as my feelings
have fallen from the dream.
as the swelling storm
expels its rain.
the same has been done
only with pain.
the drops sound somewhat hollow
maybe empty or tame.
much like my heart
feels empty the same.
the drops continue to fall
never seeming to end.
but, all seems finished
with no more love to lend.
reminding me that time exist.
a subtle hint, that i perceive
as my pain continues to persist.
not a single moment of silence
do these drops bring.
not a moment of peace,
love, understanding or anything.
as they fall to the ground
a relentless never ending stream.
the same as my feelings
have fallen from the dream.
as the swelling storm
expels its rain.
the same has been done
only with pain.
the drops sound somewhat hollow
maybe empty or tame.
much like my heart
feels empty the same.
the drops continue to fall
never seeming to end.
but, all seems finished
with no more love to lend.
Sunday, June 04, 2006
How Can Man (1987)
I often think of man’s ways
But sometimes my mind strays
To visit a single life such as my own
A complex person simply on loan.
But through my own display of smart
I think of others to pick apart.
Not to destroy, but to question why?
Why is it a kind man will lie?
Is it to gain ground on a friend?
Is it his heart that will never mend?
What makes a sane man kill?
Can he do that of his own free will?
I know somewhere man has gone wrong.
But can he change and for how long?
It seems to me very odd indeed
That man has become so much in need
Of a thoughtless, conscienceless, fiery lust.
And have no hope, nor in God do they trust.
How can man live a life such as this?
Sometimes I think these men will be the one’s God will miss.
But sometimes my mind strays
To visit a single life such as my own
A complex person simply on loan.
But through my own display of smart
I think of others to pick apart.
Not to destroy, but to question why?
Why is it a kind man will lie?
Is it to gain ground on a friend?
Is it his heart that will never mend?
What makes a sane man kill?
Can he do that of his own free will?
I know somewhere man has gone wrong.
But can he change and for how long?
It seems to me very odd indeed
That man has become so much in need
Of a thoughtless, conscienceless, fiery lust.
And have no hope, nor in God do they trust.
How can man live a life such as this?
Sometimes I think these men will be the one’s God will miss.
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Outrun (2005)
i have outrun my spirit.
i am so far ahead
i cannot hear it.
i cannot feel it or even know it.
i am a running mass of flesh.
no feelings of calm
or time to refresh.
i cannot stop this wheel from spinning.
i do not know the day or hour.
but come Lord
for this world is sour.
i want to go, my fuse is lit.
i am outrunning my soul
and it is leaving
my life's a little drowl.
this crazy life i should be winning.
i am so far ahead
i cannot hear it.
i cannot feel it or even know it.
i am a running mass of flesh.
no feelings of calm
or time to refresh.
i cannot stop this wheel from spinning.
i do not know the day or hour.
but come Lord
for this world is sour.
i want to go, my fuse is lit.
i am outrunning my soul
and it is leaving
my life's a little drowl.
this crazy life i should be winning.
Friday, June 02, 2006
What to Say (2005)
what to write
something untrite
maybe witty and smart
or something simply from the heart
what to say
about my day
maybe with some zeal
or just talk about how i really feel
what to do
find something new
something to catch your eye
maybe a thougt to make you cry
what to think
maybe i should drink
that might find some words
or it could cause me to spout out turds
something untrite
maybe witty and smart
or something simply from the heart
what to say
about my day
maybe with some zeal
or just talk about how i really feel
what to do
find something new
something to catch your eye
maybe a thougt to make you cry
what to think
maybe i should drink
that might find some words
or it could cause me to spout out turds
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Silent Scream (1994)
as i lay in languid state
spent of all that i am.
i wander through time
as if i could be anywhere.
i arrive to a place less confused
to a time that has been forgotten.
perplexed am i at life.
so much to account for
yet so little for worth.
have i wasted my time?
i am dying inside!
i am screaming to find some peace!
spent of all that i am.
i wander through time
as if i could be anywhere.
i arrive to a place less confused
to a time that has been forgotten.
perplexed am i at life.
so much to account for
yet so little for worth.
have i wasted my time?
i am dying inside!
i am screaming to find some peace!
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
The Wind in the Trees (2005)
a step back in time
a place unrecognized
a memory faded
but a fresh wound
so long ago it seems
as I walk the lane
the wind in the trees
the only thing unchanged
i grew here some time ago
i joined as one here
and left here alone
a lifetime past
i returned to this place
all is new and different
yet the memories have stayed
a painful past that is part of me
a place unrecognized
a memory faded
but a fresh wound
so long ago it seems
as I walk the lane
the wind in the trees
the only thing unchanged
i grew here some time ago
i joined as one here
and left here alone
a lifetime past
i returned to this place
all is new and different
yet the memories have stayed
a painful past that is part of me
Saturday, May 27, 2006
Green Eyes (1995)
green eyes
blonde hair
smiles
laughter
humor
intensity
uniqueness
earrings
toughness
beauty
kindness
gullible
confusing
lovable
listener
thoughtful
perfect size
cute
charming
green eyes
blonde hair
smiles
laughter
humor
intensity
uniqueness
earrings
toughness
beauty
kindness
gullible
confusing
lovable
listener
thoughtful
perfect size
cute
charming
green eyes
Friday, May 26, 2006
Spinning (2005)
are you coming home soon?
you've been gone so long.
hey it's you
what are you doing here?
oh, of course, you live here
how long will you stay
leaving tomorrow
did you set the alarm?
have a nice trip
be safe,
love you,
bye.
you've been gone so long.
hey it's you
what are you doing here?
oh, of course, you live here
how long will you stay
leaving tomorrow
did you set the alarm?
have a nice trip
be safe,
love you,
bye.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
A Lovely Mess (2005)
from outside the view is well
and all seems fine
yet all has turned to hell
in this fucking life of mine
i wonder is it the day
or just a state of mind
looking for the pay
or something i can't find
a mess i will admit
a depth i would not share
a moment to commit
to this tired nightmare
so full of rage
an anger uncontrolled
release me from this cage
it's dark lonely and cold
where does this hide
in the dark recess of my mind
a path i need not to abide
if the less traveled path i could find
i hate inside my head
the empty space i call me
i am not yet dead
but sometimes wish to be
and all seems fine
yet all has turned to hell
in this fucking life of mine
i wonder is it the day
or just a state of mind
looking for the pay
or something i can't find
a mess i will admit
a depth i would not share
a moment to commit
to this tired nightmare
so full of rage
an anger uncontrolled
release me from this cage
it's dark lonely and cold
where does this hide
in the dark recess of my mind
a path i need not to abide
if the less traveled path i could find
i hate inside my head
the empty space i call me
i am not yet dead
but sometimes wish to be
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Untitled (1996)
as i breathe in air i live
as i breathe in air i die
so much in life to choose
yet so little are the victories
i try to figure the way
as i travel the twisted path
i am mired in the blackness that has been offered
i touched the sky once only to fall
the end could come so quickly
as the path winds tightly around my neck
holding me hostage to what i despise
i try to feel my heart
but i feel only the pain inside
i am sick with hurt and i am lost
i hate to love you
you loved me because i was there
now i am not and you are not
as i breathe in air i die
so much in life to choose
yet so little are the victories
i try to figure the way
as i travel the twisted path
i am mired in the blackness that has been offered
i touched the sky once only to fall
the end could come so quickly
as the path winds tightly around my neck
holding me hostage to what i despise
i try to feel my heart
but i feel only the pain inside
i am sick with hurt and i am lost
i hate to love you
you loved me because i was there
now i am not and you are not
Monday, May 22, 2006
Void (1988)
standing in the ally
staring at the car lights
feeling the rain upon my head
i could no longer touch my heart
i wanted to reach out to you
i felt only the cold rain
the loneliness i felt is beyond expression
i saw the rain reflect the light
reminding me of the glimmer in your eyes
thinking back into the past
when i didn’t feel so empty
so lost
so alone
so unloved
staring at the car lights
feeling the rain upon my head
i could no longer touch my heart
i wanted to reach out to you
i felt only the cold rain
the loneliness i felt is beyond expression
i saw the rain reflect the light
reminding me of the glimmer in your eyes
thinking back into the past
when i didn’t feel so empty
so lost
so alone
so unloved
Saturday, May 20, 2006
Alone (2005)
I walk tenderly over the jagged rocks
Knowing with every step I bleed
Hearing the voices ask may I guide you
But somehow wanting to struggle with the loss
Alone in my pain
No one worldly knowing my anguish
Or how I will get through this
As I meander beside their souls
The one I’ve chosen
Simply too lost to grab hold
Having no sense of my depth
Or how much I suffer
Alone in my pain
Seemingly alone in my world
Without the one to connect
If only the desire to know
I hide in my smile
To bind my sorrow somewhere unknown
The one I’ve chosen
Chooses not to dwell in the openness
Alone in my pain
I cry in the silence
Of my own existence
Without hope that anyone will hear
The stones dig deep
The blood runs vivid red
The voices to carry me diminish
As I no longer react with emotion
Alone in my pain
I bury all that holds me
And treats me kind
For all that is bitter
My hope lies not
In my chosen
For distant repetition
Is leading my jagged path
Alone in my pain
Alone to long for an end
Alone in understanding
Alone in being alone
Knowing with every step I bleed
Hearing the voices ask may I guide you
But somehow wanting to struggle with the loss
Alone in my pain
No one worldly knowing my anguish
Or how I will get through this
As I meander beside their souls
The one I’ve chosen
Simply too lost to grab hold
Having no sense of my depth
Or how much I suffer
Alone in my pain
Seemingly alone in my world
Without the one to connect
If only the desire to know
I hide in my smile
To bind my sorrow somewhere unknown
The one I’ve chosen
Chooses not to dwell in the openness
Alone in my pain
I cry in the silence
Of my own existence
Without hope that anyone will hear
The stones dig deep
The blood runs vivid red
The voices to carry me diminish
As I no longer react with emotion
Alone in my pain
I bury all that holds me
And treats me kind
For all that is bitter
My hope lies not
In my chosen
For distant repetition
Is leading my jagged path
Alone in my pain
Alone to long for an end
Alone in understanding
Alone in being alone
Friday, May 19, 2006
I Love You Goodbye (1996)
we met in the strangest of places
unknown people with unknown faces.
two people meeting maybe by chance
or maybe it was fate’s wicked dance.
you and i connecting as one
sensing something had just begun.
time passed, turning day into night
turning something strange, into something so right
i looked in your eyes, seeing so much more
sensing feelings i hadn’t often felt before.
your kiss so passionate, soft and true
how i melted making love with you.
touching your skin, feeling your life flow
holding you tight and never letting go.
holding your hand as you called out my name
knowing that tone; i too felt the same.
we met in the strangest of places
unknown people with unknown faces.
now we part having known each other
happy that it wasn’t another.
i love you, goodbye, is how it will end
someday soon my heart will mend.
i love you was always there in my head
only i love you are the words that i never said.
unknown people with unknown faces.
two people meeting maybe by chance
or maybe it was fate’s wicked dance.
you and i connecting as one
sensing something had just begun.
time passed, turning day into night
turning something strange, into something so right
i looked in your eyes, seeing so much more
sensing feelings i hadn’t often felt before.
your kiss so passionate, soft and true
how i melted making love with you.
touching your skin, feeling your life flow
holding you tight and never letting go.
holding your hand as you called out my name
knowing that tone; i too felt the same.
we met in the strangest of places
unknown people with unknown faces.
now we part having known each other
happy that it wasn’t another.
i love you, goodbye, is how it will end
someday soon my heart will mend.
i love you was always there in my head
only i love you are the words that i never said.
Thursday, May 18, 2006
The View of the Stranger (1986)
I saw him in his passing days,
a rather anguishing sight.
But in those waning hours,
I saw his mystic might.
Looking in his eyes so blue,
I saw his family and his wife.
His eyes so deeply drawn,
yet in them there was life.
Gleaming of days gone by,
remembering all that he had made.
I saw his family still,
in his eyes they had stayed.
So much this man had given,
to a world that never cared.
And, in those final hours,
so much he could have shared.
In his eyes, I saw his life,
and in his eyes I saw him cry.
He was not afraid of dying,
just the lingering thought of why.
I saw him bid farewell to life,
and all that he adored.
I looked into his eyes once more,
to know he was with the Lord.
a rather anguishing sight.
But in those waning hours,
I saw his mystic might.
Looking in his eyes so blue,
I saw his family and his wife.
His eyes so deeply drawn,
yet in them there was life.
Gleaming of days gone by,
remembering all that he had made.
I saw his family still,
in his eyes they had stayed.
So much this man had given,
to a world that never cared.
And, in those final hours,
so much he could have shared.
In his eyes, I saw his life,
and in his eyes I saw him cry.
He was not afraid of dying,
just the lingering thought of why.
I saw him bid farewell to life,
and all that he adored.
I looked into his eyes once more,
to know he was with the Lord.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Family in the House (2005)
the house is finally clean,
i must admit
which was no simple task,
i sorta threw a fit
now your spilling food and other
on the floor
maybe you
should go next door
this disease, you know,
to see it clean
takes too much effort
to keep it's sheen
why did i want a house
filled with so many
because, i would be so lonely
without any
so for now i will look away
from the mess
i'll try to be concerned
just a little less
for i am happy my family shared
in my living
and came to my new house
for thanksgiving
i must admit
which was no simple task,
i sorta threw a fit
now your spilling food and other
on the floor
maybe you
should go next door
this disease, you know,
to see it clean
takes too much effort
to keep it's sheen
why did i want a house
filled with so many
because, i would be so lonely
without any
so for now i will look away
from the mess
i'll try to be concerned
just a little less
for i am happy my family shared
in my living
and came to my new house
for thanksgiving
Thursday, May 11, 2006
We Are As One (1985)
burning bodies touch together
seconds seem to take forever
sounds hardly hush the happy day
moving motion a systematic sway
hearts heard now are loud
two as one among the crowd
perfect passion screams past lips
cries let out from moving hips
the greatest grip the hardest hold
love is made not bought or sold
rejoice relax ecstasy came
seems nothing will be the same
holding hugs time is here
love lingers inside so very near
fingers feeling with loving touch
there is more it means so much
now nothing need be said
a willing weakness but never mislead
seconds seem to take forever
sounds hardly hush the happy day
moving motion a systematic sway
hearts heard now are loud
two as one among the crowd
perfect passion screams past lips
cries let out from moving hips
the greatest grip the hardest hold
love is made not bought or sold
rejoice relax ecstasy came
seems nothing will be the same
holding hugs time is here
love lingers inside so very near
fingers feeling with loving touch
there is more it means so much
now nothing need be said
a willing weakness but never mislead
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Hope Visits the Neighbors (1996)
i will love you forever
but have you never.
irony has its strange way
of making you want…
what you will never have…
crave what you can never touch.
simplicity leaves as torture sets in.
this knife of love cuts me into pieces,
as i fall to the floor alone.
hoping for that which is lost.
the phone interrupts the silence
as hope passes through my room
oh how close was i?
had only i stayed for the moment.
never shall i have you,
yet always i will love you.
but have you never.
irony has its strange way
of making you want…
what you will never have…
crave what you can never touch.
simplicity leaves as torture sets in.
this knife of love cuts me into pieces,
as i fall to the floor alone.
hoping for that which is lost.
the phone interrupts the silence
as hope passes through my room
oh how close was i?
had only i stayed for the moment.
never shall i have you,
yet always i will love you.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
How would I define intimacy? (2004)
A prideful glance at the women I love.
The feel of her hands touching my face for no reason.
The brushing together of our hands as we pass each other.
The look in her eyes as she kisses me full on the mouth, just because she wants to.
Moving the hair from her face as I watch her sleep.
Looking at her and knowing we have something that no one else can share.
Holding hands in a movie theater like a school child in love for the first time.
Making love to her just to feel the warmth of her body.
Inhaling the air as she passes; taking a deep breath as I softly kiss her neck.
Being inside the shower instead of out.
Doing nothing but laying next to her, silent and at peace.
Kissing like no one is watching and not caring if they are.
Holding her in my arms, to protect her and keep her from harm.
Her holding me because she needs me to protect her.
Sitting on the couch watching the dumbest movie ever.
Sharing the yard work, without worry it won’t get done.
Making a date to read books for free at Borders.
Standing side by side in the face of adversity (life).
Playful teasing and touching, leading to more, but sometime maybe not.
Feeling her hands touch me.
Being silent enough I can hear her heat beating as I rest my head on her.
Being for the moment and planning for the future.
Being led by desire for her, not by obligation.
Not letting the world consume my desire for the one I love.
How would I define intimacy?
Feeling her love for me more than knowing her love for me.
The feel of her hands touching my face for no reason.
The brushing together of our hands as we pass each other.
The look in her eyes as she kisses me full on the mouth, just because she wants to.
Moving the hair from her face as I watch her sleep.
Looking at her and knowing we have something that no one else can share.
Holding hands in a movie theater like a school child in love for the first time.
Making love to her just to feel the warmth of her body.
Inhaling the air as she passes; taking a deep breath as I softly kiss her neck.
Being inside the shower instead of out.
Doing nothing but laying next to her, silent and at peace.
Kissing like no one is watching and not caring if they are.
Holding her in my arms, to protect her and keep her from harm.
Her holding me because she needs me to protect her.
Sitting on the couch watching the dumbest movie ever.
Sharing the yard work, without worry it won’t get done.
Making a date to read books for free at Borders.
Standing side by side in the face of adversity (life).
Playful teasing and touching, leading to more, but sometime maybe not.
Feeling her hands touch me.
Being silent enough I can hear her heat beating as I rest my head on her.
Being for the moment and planning for the future.
Being led by desire for her, not by obligation.
Not letting the world consume my desire for the one I love.
How would I define intimacy?
Feeling her love for me more than knowing her love for me.
Monday, May 08, 2006
Kick the Dog (1986)
Wake up time comes too early, kick the dog.
You have a hangover from the night before, kick the dog.
Your life flies by on the hands of your favorite clock, go ahead kick the dog.
Plans never go as planned, kick the fucking dog.
You go to bed, no girl, no sex, kick the dog.
You kicked the dog all day, why does he still love you?
You have a hangover from the night before, kick the dog.
Your life flies by on the hands of your favorite clock, go ahead kick the dog.
Plans never go as planned, kick the fucking dog.
You go to bed, no girl, no sex, kick the dog.
You kicked the dog all day, why does he still love you?
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Why Do I Bother? (2004)
Why do I bother to light the fire?
You seemed to have lost all your desire.
I ask you so often I'm feeling numb.
Seems my need is becoming so dumb.
Why do I bother to fan the flame?
It's flickering light is rather tame.
I ask for your love and affection.
I wonder if I made the right selection?
Why do I bother to tend to the spark?
My need for you is almost dark.
I long for your touch without my plea.
But, it's my need for you that you fail to see.
Why do I bother to wave through the smoke?
So weighted and heavy that I only choke.
Because I love you and for no other reason.
I will light the fire in this or any other season.
You seemed to have lost all your desire.
I ask you so often I'm feeling numb.
Seems my need is becoming so dumb.
Why do I bother to fan the flame?
It's flickering light is rather tame.
I ask for your love and affection.
I wonder if I made the right selection?
Why do I bother to tend to the spark?
My need for you is almost dark.
I long for your touch without my plea.
But, it's my need for you that you fail to see.
Why do I bother to wave through the smoke?
So weighted and heavy that I only choke.
Because I love you and for no other reason.
I will light the fire in this or any other season.