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CAST TOUR TROUBLES TO THE SEA

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When life seems to all go wrong,

and troubles seem so huge.

I am here for you,

I will be your refuge.

 

So take your troubles,

and cast them to the sea.

Reach up your hands,

and call to me.

 

When pain sets in,

and cuts you apart.

I am here for you,

I will ease your heart.

 

When sorrow eats you,

deep inside.

I am here,

I am by your side.

 

So take your troubles,

and cast them to the sea.

Reach up your hands,

and call to me.

 

When all your friends,

turn and walk away.

You can be sure,

I am here to stay.

 

For I am your God,

My love forever true.

And I will never,

ever desert you.

 

So take your troubles,

and cast them to the sea.

Reach up your hands,

and call to me.

 

Reach up your hands,

And call to me

Let it go

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I don't know if I can do it all over again

I don't think I can take all the damage from within

If I let you back in, will it be different this time?

Or will this dance keep on going until we die?

 

Round and round we go

Who will get the final blow?

Do I want to know?

Why can't I just let you go?

Holding onto hope

Why can't I just let it go?

(Chorus)

 

You don't think that you have ever done anything wrong

You don't know when to shut your mouth, you sing the same song

If you're wanting back in, it will be different this time 

For this dance can't keep  going on until we die

 

Round and round we go

Who will get the final blow?

Do I want to know?

Why can't I just let you go?

Holding onto hope

Why can't I just let it go?

 

I lack the courage, I need the strength 

To let you go

I seek assurance, but rely on faith

To let this go

 

Round and round we go

Who will get the final blow?

Do I want to know?

Why can't I just let you go?

Holding onto hope

Why can't I just let it go?

 

Why won't I just let you go?

Why won't you just let me go?

 

3/18/25

 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another new one for 2025. 

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Anthem of the Broken Hearted

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If you've ever been trampled and stepped on

If you've ever had your heart torn apart

Or you've woken up to find your love gone

And you were left all alone in the dark

 

You can let go of the pain

Better days are on the way

 

This is for the broken hearted

Raise your glass if you say

I will keep pushing through

Calling all the broken hearted

Clinch your fist in the air

I will not die for you

I will not die for you

 

If you've ever been silenced or shot down

If you've ever been rejected so hard

That you felt like you just wanted to drown

So you could be left alone in the dark

 

You can let go of the pain

Better days are on the way

 

This is for the broken hearted

Raise your glass if you say

I will keep pushing through

Calling all the broken hearted

Clinch your fist in the air

I will not die for you

 

I will not die for you!

 

This is for the broken hearted

Raise your glass if you say

I will keep pushing through

Calling all the broken hearted

Clinch your fist in the air

I will not die for you

 

I won't die for you

I'll keep pushing through

I will not die for you

 

3/24/25

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

One of the first ones of 2025 I wrote. I think I was listening to either a creed or papa roach song when I got the idea for this one.

The Silence Between Tears

The day fell like a crumpled note,

tossed into the wastebasket of time,

a whisper, a cough, a footstep fading,

the sound of nothing,

the echo of things left unsaid.

 

I walked through streets without pavement,

over stones that remembered me not.

Each window was an eye, unblinking,

a stare of glass indifferent to grief.

 

The wind pressed against my cheek,

not a caress, not a blow,

just a presence,

like the weight of a name no longer called.

 

I did not weep, though my heart did,

a different kind of pain,

a betrayal of the body's rituals.

 

Tears demand permission,

but silence sneaks in, unbidden,

settles between the ribs,

lodges behind the throat,

a ghost pressing against the edges of breath.

 

And so the hours unravelled,

like a frayed sleeve in a forgotten coat,

threadbare, loose at the seams,

and still I walked,

searching for the shape of sorrow,

in the absence of rain.

 

Night came in its sensible shoes,

soft-footed, practical, gray.

No stars, no moon,

only the hum of a world

that did not know I was breaking.

 

I sat on the edge of the bed,

hands resting like relics on my knees.

And the heart wept again,

as it always does,

quietly,

where no one can see.

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Sepia Musing

 
 
THE VOICE SO WEAK AND SO IT CRACKS
GENTLE THE SOUND OUT POUR SO SWEET
THE AGE UNKNOWN FOR LIFE IMPACTS
THE DAY GROWS COLD AND LACKS THE HEAT
TO SEE THE DOG AND FEED THE TREAT
 
MUNDANE IS LIFE WHEN COMES THE FUN
TO WAGE THE WAR THE DAILY GRIND  
TOO SHORT IS TIME UNDER THE SUN
I WISH TO SEE THE WATCH AND WIND
TO SETTLE FOR THE GIFT SO KIND
 
AND FROM WITHIN I RALLY STRENGTH
PUSH ON AND WAIT FOR EARLY MORN  
I FIGHT LIKE HELL TO KEEP ARM'S LENGTH
TO TRUELY KNOW WHY ONE IS BORN
EMBRACE LOVE NOW AND NEVER MOURN!
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To sit and listen to the world around us is a gift. To interpret what you encounter is my gift to others the days may change but the underlying current is so repetitive. Sometimes the act brings serenity. To attain A state of peace is the hope, even for a short period.

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this is just another fucking day (of heartbreak)

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2021
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Written 5/9/21

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How Far is LA?

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This is for somebody who might be in LA today. I miss you.