We Want To Be Original, But We’re Stuck

We want to be original, but we’re stuck
Lost in a world where it’s cool to ‘not give a fuck’
But I don’t want to hand down a society devoid
My children deserve more than the lazy & easily annoyed
We need to change our hearts back to something pure
To believe in love, magic & Pixie Dust – I’m sure
The end will be here too soon one of these days
Together, we must show the light & the possible way

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Imagine The Dreams That Could Be

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Imagine the dreams that could be
The possibilities of the coming tide
Happiness; if I stopped going to sea
I merely wish to be with my bride
They ship me off; shanghai’d instead
Remembering the oaths I once swore
The promise we made when we were wed
If only I could remain forever upon the shore

I Exist In The Shadows

 

 

 

 

I exist in the shadows
Where the soulshine does fade
Where flesh touches flesh
& love is deliberately made
I’m not your fantasy boy
Complications part of my deal
Lost in imperfect possibilities
You’ll find I’m a little too real

Let Me Paint Your Lips Red

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Let me paint your lips red
The quiet pampering into the night
Let me whisper your possibilities
Popping each button in the flattering light
Silhouettes upon the fresh bedsheets
Mere ideals of what we might be
My body aching for another touch
Your kiss; the only thing to set me free

Peeling Away Your Silly Girl Clothes

  

Peeling away your silly girl clothes

Not knowing a change is going to come

Overreacting to your latest slight

How many more nights till you’re numb

Fold away your college sweater, dear

Release your one-dimensional dream

The Californian sun has set

Strings coming apart at the seams

Rotten hotel room carpet remind of him

Walk away to brighter possibilities now

Know you deserve much more

Fade into your mind to discover how