You’re the light of my life

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Darlin’ you cool my water
honey you warm my wine
you can make me feel rich
when I ain’t got a dime
when the nights catch me fallin’
you’re the light I can find
darlin’ you cool my water
honey you warm my wine

when I’m runnin’ on empty
cross the highways I’ve found
not a thing to hold onto 
not a damn thing around
you’re the light on the highway
you’re the light of my life
darlin’ you cool my cool water
honey you warm my wine

when I’ve lost my mind worried
when I’m gone for awhile
you’re the love I hold onto
you’re the life in my smile
and I couldn’t deserve you
spend my whole life just tryin’
be the light in your garden
til the end of all time

darlin’ you cool my water
honey you warm my wine
you can make me feel rich
when I ain’t got a dime
when the nights catch me fallin’
you’re the light I can find
darlin’ you cool my water
honey you warm my wine ©

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It lets you go


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Now, here you go again
talkin’ of your dreamin’
afraid you missed the beating
from your heart…
beside you sleeping memories of
the things that seem to leave you
like a runway
vanished in the dark…

the night remembers dreams can get
forgotten by the meaning…
in the one who loves you when you’re gone…
the crystal ball finds you without
“sometimes there’s a reason”
and dreams won’t always find you

where you run…

they let you walk
and let you go…

dreams can only find you when you’re dreamin’
love will only leave you when you run…
when the night gets cold
young hearts are freezing

only make believing you’re alone
but, you’re alone…
when you’re alone…

lonely nights come only from the feeling
a well with only wishes
is in your soul…

when your love runs cold
you stop believing

a runway never finds you
if you let go…

and if you walk…
it lets you go…
and if you run…
it lets you go…

dreams can only find you when you’re dreamin’
love will only leave
when you let it go…

the nights may find you cold
two hearts are beating
only make believing you’re alone
but, you’re alone…
when you’re alone…©

Don’t wanna be a ramblin’ man

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It’s time alone that writes the tale
if I’m just crazy… if I’m well
but I can’t seem to find my way
from livin’ low and raisin’ hell
it’s time I find myself a stage
been dreamin’ of a cowboy band
and feelin’ twice but half my age
made me a ramblin’ man

Kentucky roads and July nights
don’t trouble me at all
and Tennessee she’s gotta voice
I swear I’ve heard her call
I’m far from home
with walls of stone
been fallin’ quick in sinkin’ sand
I’m with my kin but on my own
Lord free this ramblin’ man

I’ll ride the back roads on an eagle
Waylon rode for years
and like ol’ Willie make my way
on blue eyes cryin’ tears
like Jones I’d learn to stay alive
stop agin’ twenty years in five
forgive me Jesus take my hand
I don’t wanna be a ramblin’ man ©

Cryin’ out, dyin’ out and needin’ change

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I’ve sipped a thousand cans of beer till morning sunrise
and broke an endless bag of buds up from the stem
I’ve listened to the song of little babies crying
and not been called a dad by any one of them
I’ve packed up every box and suitcase sitting next to me
about a million different times I’ve rearranged
I’ve lost the only love in life I’ve ever wanted
and still it hurts to ask myself why I can’t change

I’ve seen so many people round me falling endlessly
make it by the highways driven with my hands
still a couple hundred miles between what’s best for me
no exit sign back to my home as I had planned
but you can tell by how the head lights shine ahead of me
and by the smell of nothing cooking on the range
that time is spinning and the miles keep burning into me
why in the hell the way I’m living never changed

I think about the things I’ve wanted in a bottle
remembering the life Gods given me to be
I’ve watched the waves come crashing down
as it’s grown hollow

and disappeared across the tears that fill the sea
you think that I get satisfaction from the water
I’ve been adrift and I’ve been drunk and washed away
in every drink without an answer only sorrow
just crying out and dying out and needing change ©

i just can’t help it

I can’t help that I say funny things
it just heals me more than cryin’
and those country songs I love to sing
feel better to me than dyin’

Can’t help that I can’t help myself
walkin’ like I’m trying to run
forgetting my boots and untying my roots
spinnin’ clocks with no socks in the sun

I still know where I came from
and these cuts on my toes
they remind me of highways
of kin that I’ve known
and chances of blood stain
only ruins my socks
what’s the meaning of making me
so cut from the rocks?

But if you ever come this part of town
or past the mail box it’s ok
to spin a match stick from your gown
then twirl around to light my day
I need to feel you taste my own
tomorrows smiles from where you’ve been
a touch perfected bone to bone
the breath of walkin’ skin on skin

But for now I can’t help it
and don’t really regret it
maybe some day we meet
and you can’t help but smile
I can’t help who life made me
or forget the artist that gave me
His canvass of mile after mile ©

I ain’t long for this old world

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I ain’t long for this old world
and
I’m done tasting my own tears
a desperado can’t chase love

with life in prison facing years
and
 if you see me walk alone
outside those bars I’m hidin’ in
an empty house replaced my home
a women’s heart replaced by sin
 

and I ain’t long for this old world
because its left me lost my dear
without a way to carry on 
a
love that’s never disappeared
cause there ain’t nothing goin’ right
without her love I’m livin’ wrong
and I don’t even need the lights
to see I’m not where I belong     

I ain’t long for this old world
I’ve longed to lay beside her here
without a bottle by the bed
without becoming my worst fear
my buddies tell me to be strong
but I’ve been running like a deer
from words I’ve written in a song…
without her love it won’t be long ©

Leuītikos Rabbit

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Rabbits see tall kids
as small kids in b ball
like bigots hold wise ones
in hands rolling ski ball
people who role to the hole up the lane
get devoured from being a ball in a game
forget their own name
in a frame someone pictures
Never blaming the hour
the reason it came
Just rolling up hill
by the force that they tossed it

In a mirror in a hole
confused and exhausted ©