Darling
Hold me in the bright light
Of your soft spot
Everything is alright
When it is of loft
Getting so much easy
Funny as it is
When our love is squishy
With a lovely kiss
Hold me close and tight
If I'm you guy
Everything is alright
In its way and try
Love is always sunny
In its little while
And so much more funny
If you have a smile
You could free me
With your dreamy eyes
So much there to see
That doesn't show any lies
Darling
In your arms I live
With so much I'm aiming
I'll try to give
Love that's worth your naming
Love is always sunny
Getting so much easy
Monday, December 29, 2008
Me and I
Me and I we need it all now
What we had lost was never found
Try to find out what it's somehow
Before it’s gone nowhere around
This is the beginning of the end
Nothing to try only to get lost
With every making you comprehend
What it is getting crisscrossed
Living isn’t easy when it's gone
Raising to nowhere on to the dark
Carry those shoulders on and on
Until day from a new will spark
Those are empty from their going
On to badlands of days and night
Feeling bewilderment on growing
Nothing now comes that's alright
Me and my heart for its own sake
Trying to raise the beat more
Giving and showing being awake
Trying to think what it's all for
You and your starlight isn't to be
Because it’s gone with its load
So become for real what you see
To go along strong on to the road
What we had lost was never found
Try to find out what it's somehow
Before it’s gone nowhere around
This is the beginning of the end
Nothing to try only to get lost
With every making you comprehend
What it is getting crisscrossed
Living isn’t easy when it's gone
Raising to nowhere on to the dark
Carry those shoulders on and on
Until day from a new will spark
Those are empty from their going
On to badlands of days and night
Feeling bewilderment on growing
Nothing now comes that's alright
Me and my heart for its own sake
Trying to raise the beat more
Giving and showing being awake
Trying to think what it's all for
You and your starlight isn't to be
Because it’s gone with its load
So become for real what you see
To go along strong on to the road
Sunday, December 14, 2008
On To the Evening and the Night
When I'm alone
The heart is like a falling beat
In its weakening tone
And empty on crossing street
I feel of life absent
For you are not with me
And through the ways of present
My heart is not free
For everyone's going
In to the bliss of alight
And as tomorrow is glowing
On to the evening and the night
There is no time to say goodbye
With a love that was really never
And it’s easy going so high
For the hours to spent together
Right across the deep blue seas
Or experience from them all
That our wings shall set and frees
When right moments shall call
When you are like the rising day
And I like a dream that is falling
In the oceans weavings and play
Of its very own timeless strolling
And you are still here with me
With the prospects of skies and clouds
Today and forever in eternity
Among the deep sea waving doubts
There is no time to say goodbye
With a love that was really never
And it’s easy going so high
For the hours to spent together
Right across the deep blue seas
Or experience from them all
That our wings shall set and frees
When right moments shall call
On to the evening and the night
I'll go with the billows of far
And when the day comes again bright
My experience be a wish like a star
Through across the seas of love
Which I know that exist not for now
But as the wind blows the clouds above
I'll reach to your heart again somehow
The heart is like a falling beat
In its weakening tone
And empty on crossing street
I feel of life absent
For you are not with me
And through the ways of present
My heart is not free
For everyone's going
In to the bliss of alight
And as tomorrow is glowing
On to the evening and the night
There is no time to say goodbye
With a love that was really never
And it’s easy going so high
For the hours to spent together
Right across the deep blue seas
Or experience from them all
That our wings shall set and frees
When right moments shall call
When you are like the rising day
And I like a dream that is falling
In the oceans weavings and play
Of its very own timeless strolling
And you are still here with me
With the prospects of skies and clouds
Today and forever in eternity
Among the deep sea waving doubts
There is no time to say goodbye
With a love that was really never
And it’s easy going so high
For the hours to spent together
Right across the deep blue seas
Or experience from them all
That our wings shall set and frees
When right moments shall call
On to the evening and the night
I'll go with the billows of far
And when the day comes again bright
My experience be a wish like a star
Through across the seas of love
Which I know that exist not for now
But as the wind blows the clouds above
I'll reach to your heart again somehow
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Times Just Go On And On
Life is faraway or close
Nothing will stay forever
Into its oblivion it goes
With each of its endeavor
Nothing can be for sure
For worse or its better
It’s all on life's circling tour
Each its way and trendsetter
Refrain
Times just go on and on
On its way to the deep
Before you know it’s gone
Nothing for long to keep
Like rain in its pouring fall
Through the days and nights
Times come to their call
Before they again lose flights
We don't know for certain
If their dreams are for real
So much of it is convertin'
To its own progress and feel
Refrain
Times just go on and on
On its way to the deep
Before you know it’s gone
Nothing for long to keep
In middle of this vortex
We will try what we like
The ways are too complex
To catch each curving spike
Main roads carry us through
To frames of our own taste
Then it’s much up to be true
Or let it all go to its waste
Nothing will stay forever
Into its oblivion it goes
With each of its endeavor
Nothing can be for sure
For worse or its better
It’s all on life's circling tour
Each its way and trendsetter
Refrain
Times just go on and on
On its way to the deep
Before you know it’s gone
Nothing for long to keep
Like rain in its pouring fall
Through the days and nights
Times come to their call
Before they again lose flights
We don't know for certain
If their dreams are for real
So much of it is convertin'
To its own progress and feel
Refrain
Times just go on and on
On its way to the deep
Before you know it’s gone
Nothing for long to keep
In middle of this vortex
We will try what we like
The ways are too complex
To catch each curving spike
Main roads carry us through
To frames of our own taste
Then it’s much up to be true
Or let it all go to its waste
Thursday, July 17, 2008
I May Not Reach the Top
I may not reach the top
For either or a different way
But what is down comes up
If it is meant to stay
To reach from dark inside
Entwine and climb then high
Is to have someone's guide
To get there on its fly
I have no desire aspiring
To be put up in just a name
For if my thoughts don't sing
In candid plainly flame
It isn't for me being there
And burn my pride on
But go back to the nowhere
That always is never done
Not the best is staying alive
With nothing to give or tell
Only empty circling arrive
With nothing that rings true bell
O let me rest then peacefully
And steer no one's thought
With what is considered breeze fully
By what it sometimes ought
I may not reach the top
For either or a different way
But what is down comes up
If it is meant to stay
To reach from dark inside
Entwine and climb then high
Is to have someone's guide
To get there on its fly
Though anything done faithfully
Should give its good fortune
If it’s not measly simple too dully
To be on its top climbing run
And closer that one can bear
The mountains for picnic surprise
Like everything that is down there
Has nothing to do with the skies
And as you can tell by now
There is no ticket for a trip
You just get on top somehow
Or down you go in your own flip
For its not hard to realize
It’s simply by fortunate’s luck
How upside up you may rise
Or forever on bottom stay stuck
I may not reach the top
For either or a different way
But what is down comes up
If it is meant to stay
To reach from dark inside
Entwine and climb then high
Is to have someone's guide
To get there on its fly
For either or a different way
But what is down comes up
If it is meant to stay
To reach from dark inside
Entwine and climb then high
Is to have someone's guide
To get there on its fly
I have no desire aspiring
To be put up in just a name
For if my thoughts don't sing
In candid plainly flame
It isn't for me being there
And burn my pride on
But go back to the nowhere
That always is never done
Not the best is staying alive
With nothing to give or tell
Only empty circling arrive
With nothing that rings true bell
O let me rest then peacefully
And steer no one's thought
With what is considered breeze fully
By what it sometimes ought
I may not reach the top
For either or a different way
But what is down comes up
If it is meant to stay
To reach from dark inside
Entwine and climb then high
Is to have someone's guide
To get there on its fly
Though anything done faithfully
Should give its good fortune
If it’s not measly simple too dully
To be on its top climbing run
And closer that one can bear
The mountains for picnic surprise
Like everything that is down there
Has nothing to do with the skies
And as you can tell by now
There is no ticket for a trip
You just get on top somehow
Or down you go in your own flip
For its not hard to realize
It’s simply by fortunate’s luck
How upside up you may rise
Or forever on bottom stay stuck
I may not reach the top
For either or a different way
But what is down comes up
If it is meant to stay
To reach from dark inside
Entwine and climb then high
Is to have someone's guide
To get there on its fly
Saturday, July 12, 2008
The Dreams Are So Clear
Come to your senses and bring in your song
The s days are right for the right start of living
Anything that comes here still along
Worth every cent in the way it‘s giving
And dreams are so clear of the knowing well
It‘s bringing you inside its own kind of spell
Every friendly town that you come to
Will be from heights’ of ongoing on
Something to give around and become true
Till it’s all here in its old time done
And dreams are so clear of the knowing well
It‘s bringing you inside its own kind of spell
The rise of each fall and what you do long
Streams of the rivers of all going high
Summer of dreaming in bird’s ways tongue
Into the cast of the coming and the try
And the dreams are so clear in their foretell
It‘s bringing you inside its own kind of spell
The mornings are trying to have their saying
Given their time and taste to place
Everything is out in their new comer weighing
That was lost in times of their ways
And dreams are so clear of the knowing well
It‘s bringing you inside its own kind of spell
Longings in the distance are giving their all
With every dream that they have found
Each in true knocking and to its own call
That comes here again around and around
And dreams are so clear of the knowing well
It‘s bringing you inside its own kind of spell
And every footstep going to whatever it takes
Making their dreaming all come again true
Where are the stakes that people up wakes?
When they become noticing the new
In the dreams that are clear of the knowing well
And bringing them inside its own kind of spell
Nothing is going forever into its own goodbye
Without a try of the fates that comes to your door
Rises of dreams in their low and their high
Something is always in a standing for a store
And dreams are so clear of the knowing well
It‘s bringing you inside its own kind of spell
The s days are right for the right start of living
Anything that comes here still along
Worth every cent in the way it‘s giving
And dreams are so clear of the knowing well
It‘s bringing you inside its own kind of spell
Every friendly town that you come to
Will be from heights’ of ongoing on
Something to give around and become true
Till it’s all here in its old time done
And dreams are so clear of the knowing well
It‘s bringing you inside its own kind of spell
The rise of each fall and what you do long
Streams of the rivers of all going high
Summer of dreaming in bird’s ways tongue
Into the cast of the coming and the try
And the dreams are so clear in their foretell
It‘s bringing you inside its own kind of spell
The mornings are trying to have their saying
Given their time and taste to place
Everything is out in their new comer weighing
That was lost in times of their ways
And dreams are so clear of the knowing well
It‘s bringing you inside its own kind of spell
Longings in the distance are giving their all
With every dream that they have found
Each in true knocking and to its own call
That comes here again around and around
And dreams are so clear of the knowing well
It‘s bringing you inside its own kind of spell
And every footstep going to whatever it takes
Making their dreaming all come again true
Where are the stakes that people up wakes?
When they become noticing the new
In the dreams that are clear of the knowing well
And bringing them inside its own kind of spell
Nothing is going forever into its own goodbye
Without a try of the fates that comes to your door
Rises of dreams in their low and their high
Something is always in a standing for a store
And dreams are so clear of the knowing well
It‘s bringing you inside its own kind of spell
Friday, July 11, 2008
A Song to the Road
There are days that are going we have known
To the roads of the dreams that have left
With distances in clouds drifts that have flown
In the grass swaying of its time and bereft
Many miles from their home they still long
For the days that are gone on to the road
Memories that come again and are so strong
With their ways and their dreaming in load
Young hearts are now finding what they need
In many times more than the stretching mile
Every given that comes in and the days read
From the looks of the world and its beguile
You may find what you need till it’s all gone
But there are no means to bring it all around
For the traveling heart must carry still on
In the dust of the roads that have been found
Like tomorrow is still only a dream in today
With its times in our thoughts that are going
Nothing lives till it comes to us some way
Through the efforts of our own that is showing
To the roads of the dreams that have left
With distances in clouds drifts that have flown
In the grass swaying of its time and bereft
Many miles from their home they still long
For the days that are gone on to the road
Memories that come again and are so strong
With their ways and their dreaming in load
Young hearts are now finding what they need
In many times more than the stretching mile
Every given that comes in and the days read
From the looks of the world and its beguile
You may find what you need till it’s all gone
But there are no means to bring it all around
For the traveling heart must carry still on
In the dust of the roads that have been found
Like tomorrow is still only a dream in today
With its times in our thoughts that are going
Nothing lives till it comes to us some way
Through the efforts of our own that is showing
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Thoughts of the Moments
Taking the day in its wildness
Ongoing town of love's caress
Thoughts of the moments and their amass
Sweetness of time through the fresh
Longing and dreaming of nothing there on
Always the going and drifting high
Yesterdays in moods of forgotten
Laden in time nowhere found
Sunshine of this and everything else
Longitudes there right from the start
Driven like spears in to the heart
Of what has been said and given around
Strictly to ways that are right bound
Love songs in air on to the old
Flickering way to every song
Rocking and living and on to hold
What dreams in reeling’s do long
While they are here untold
Whispering ways finding each other
Searching around and giving of its fire
What has been done sisters and brother?
Finding the way to the stage once more
Love song of sound and inside desire
Coming around to build everything here
What has been played or many times said
With inspiration moments to go
Giving and finding the inside job done
Like garden of pleasure found only ones
Where everything twist into its own
Growing of blossoms nowhere else shown
That comes to leaves like breezing blow
After a hanging around deep forest
Love thoughts of whisper in the fields
Where nothing is desperately going to rest
But show only moments of own yields
Find every fountain that comes through here
With what is lost to be found
Instance in tempo be everywhere
Where there are feelings that go again around
Yesterday living never was easy
Came out of luck from walking about
With something to share a little bit breezy
Hold on to mornings that sun warms in
Rising to bridges that gross over rivers
Everything worthy in its own spin
And a heart of the content again delivers
Through every ocean that rises again
Moves every rock to its state and its grain
Ongoing town of love's caress
Thoughts of the moments and their amass
Sweetness of time through the fresh
Longing and dreaming of nothing there on
Always the going and drifting high
Yesterdays in moods of forgotten
Laden in time nowhere found
Sunshine of this and everything else
Longitudes there right from the start
Driven like spears in to the heart
Of what has been said and given around
Strictly to ways that are right bound
Love songs in air on to the old
Flickering way to every song
Rocking and living and on to hold
What dreams in reeling’s do long
While they are here untold
Whispering ways finding each other
Searching around and giving of its fire
What has been done sisters and brother?
Finding the way to the stage once more
Love song of sound and inside desire
Coming around to build everything here
What has been played or many times said
With inspiration moments to go
Giving and finding the inside job done
Like garden of pleasure found only ones
Where everything twist into its own
Growing of blossoms nowhere else shown
That comes to leaves like breezing blow
After a hanging around deep forest
Love thoughts of whisper in the fields
Where nothing is desperately going to rest
But show only moments of own yields
Find every fountain that comes through here
With what is lost to be found
Instance in tempo be everywhere
Where there are feelings that go again around
Yesterday living never was easy
Came out of luck from walking about
With something to share a little bit breezy
Hold on to mornings that sun warms in
Rising to bridges that gross over rivers
Everything worthy in its own spin
And a heart of the content again delivers
Through every ocean that rises again
Moves every rock to its state and its grain
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