It came to me
Like a September morning
Like a blue sky gone gray
It swallowed me
Then spit me out
Left my mind without a way
It stays with me
Like a first born baby
That cries deep into the night
Soft on my shoulder
Heavy on my mind
Casting countless traces of light
I keep it close
Like a whisper in my ear
And give it room to grow
This realization
Something’s not right
Move on ahead move on low
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
ANSWER
There’s an old warehouse burnin’ down
In a town where no one is born
Flames eagerly kiss the night sky
Kissing the ground by early morn’
In a crowded lot out on thirty-three
Someone’s son is holding a sign
Asking for grace in a life gone wrong
No reflection found in his eyes
Some day we’ll all be gone
Nothing but a stone remains
How much will our love matter
When the story’s always the same
I’m just looking for an answer
What does it all mean
If you have an answer
Will you sell it to me
I’m just looking for the answers
I’m a lot like you
I’m just looking for the answers
After the day is through
Adore the bride dressed in white
Smiling shyly behind her veil
Posing pictures in the church light
Counting on life to set sail
See the widow crying on the green lawn
Her baby wanders through the trees
The sky above a devil blue
Over a cradle of sunburned leaves
Some day my name will be lost
But for only where it’s engraved
And nothing in this moment will matter
For the story is always the same
I’m just looking for an answer
What does it all mean
If you have an answer
Will you sell it to me
I’m just looking for the answers
I’m a lot like you
I’m just looking for the answers
After the night is through
In a town where no one is born
Flames eagerly kiss the night sky
Kissing the ground by early morn’
In a crowded lot out on thirty-three
Someone’s son is holding a sign
Asking for grace in a life gone wrong
No reflection found in his eyes
Some day we’ll all be gone
Nothing but a stone remains
How much will our love matter
When the story’s always the same
I’m just looking for an answer
What does it all mean
If you have an answer
Will you sell it to me
I’m just looking for the answers
I’m a lot like you
I’m just looking for the answers
After the day is through
Adore the bride dressed in white
Smiling shyly behind her veil
Posing pictures in the church light
Counting on life to set sail
See the widow crying on the green lawn
Her baby wanders through the trees
The sky above a devil blue
Over a cradle of sunburned leaves
Some day my name will be lost
But for only where it’s engraved
And nothing in this moment will matter
For the story is always the same
I’m just looking for an answer
What does it all mean
If you have an answer
Will you sell it to me
I’m just looking for the answers
I’m a lot like you
I’m just looking for the answers
After the night is through
Monday, August 24, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
POEM - DANIELLE
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