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Runnin' on Rocky Ground

Minister tells me where to find the pearly gates
Television shows me there isn't any time to wait
Cause we're sailing on the fault line
Listenin' to that motor whine
Never leave your lover blind
Leave you running for cover.

Stuck out in the freezing wind
Never live like that again
I took me a long time
But I made up my mind

That I'm living on the fault line
Trying to find a better time
Watching as I fall behind
But it's too late to run for cover

Cause we'ew running on rocky ground
Listening hard, can't hear a sound
You said that there was land ahead
Well, if you were lying, then I think we're dead

Cause we're sailing on the fault line
Trippin' to another rhyme
Seeing that we're losing time
But it's too late to run for cover.

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Trains of Destiny

Reality melts into the manifestation of our dreams.
into this scripted destiny we wonder like a drifter on the road
Like a pirate on the open sea with the sun at my back I feel free

earths gravity, mixed with reflections of light define our existence.
I am the director, the actor, the set designer, the audience all in one
perfect flash.
All of mans desires are from the collective soul of humanity.
One Breath in, one breath out, one breath in, one breath out.
No control, scenes from a horror movie, obscure noises, pure WHITE LIGHT
I am the Creator, I am the created. Shooting stars, faces on mars
All built on the unknown. where do you stand?

Season changing, all our life’s are like train waiting at the station
"All aboard" echo’s through the canyon. we are the conductor, the engine, the cars, and the caboose while
fate and destine are our railroad tracks. Where we came from is the beginning
where we go is the end which way we get from one to the other is up to us.

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My Desert Rose

you are my desert rose.
The Summer sun beats down on my shoulders and bar neck
the last drops of sweat evaporate. my mouth is parched
Creatures scurry for shelter from the noon rays
you can see the Heat rising from the sand dunes
You are the Water that I desire.
I am lost in the middle of the desert.
and your beauty is like that hidden oasis paradise
I see the Lush fruit hang from the trees,
running water trickling into a lake.
I am lost, and you are my savior.
I lay down next to you my desert rose, I am in love
The Beautiful scene suddenly fades to black.
then to a bright white.
I am dieing from dehydration, and heat stoke.
But I will always remember the last sweet smell
of my love, that desert rose.

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Weathering the Storms of Love

Snow falling down, fluffy and soft.
Rain dripping, cold and wet
Freezing, feel the cold deep inside you
I feel you shiver from the inside, out. Heart Racing
From your soul to your fingertips and toes.
I see the pleasure gleam out your eyes, as you bite
your bottom lip. Eyes glazed, sitting, starring, sweating
Oh MY! I see a tear, "I am not leaving", I need to slip
out for a second. As I slowly back off, I see your goose
bumps, and the little hairs standing all over.
As your back is arched, I give you one slow passionate kiss while I
stair deep into your eyes.
which makes that cold raw feeling stop, and suddenly the Sun
comes out! A warm feeling rushes through you, like
a warm summer breeze. Your sweat dries to cool your hot
skin and body. WOW the weather has changed!!
From snow to rain, to sun and warmth, Through the toughest storm, and
the worst weather, I will always remember you.

5-1-07—KB~~,{@

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Yesterday's Toast

My love, to you, is like yesterday's toast

a nuisance, all shrivelled and dry.

I'm burned and discarded, ash in the wind

raised up by your life blowing by.

It's a new day now, better targets ahead

and you've got other fish to fry.

And the saddest thing about this is that

you just never tried to learn why.

Love, to you, is an unreferenced pronoun.

Long rope, without anchor to tie.

A useful tool, handy for gathering

lots of things to augment your sty.

Thanks for the fun times. There were far too few,

but I'll remember them until I die.

Hope you can fill that great void in your soul.

Fare Well. Adieu. Goodbye.

Conversation is always more interesting than recitation, so speak your mind and not someone else's.

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In your own special way

The saddest song I ever wrote
Doesn't even come close
To the way you made me feel today
ll:In your own special way:ll

When I think of what we could have had
Deep inside each others hopes
And why you left me here,
Up on the stage
ll:In your own special way:ll

I don't have much to say
But what I have to say
Is you'll get your own page,
ll:In your own special way:ll

All the lost nights, all the misty mornings
Couldn't make up for the way
You made me feel today
ll:In your own special way:ll

You could call me broken hearted
But that don't even get it started
To the way you made me feel today
In your own special way

You led me right to true love's door
And left me standing there, laughing,
As you swiftly stole away,
In your own special way

You left me there, holding nothing
Just like before you breezed through the door
What is it that you used to say,
In your own special way.

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Someday I Will Find You

9/16/08

Sometimes I feel so lonely
And don't know what to do
I stare out at the ocean
When will I find you?

Sometimes I feel so lonely
At least I have my dog
We drive up in the mountains
Above the misty fog

And when I feel the sunshine
So warm and comforting
I feel a little better
My heart begins to sing

And then I'm not so lonely
It's no fun feeling blue
I've got to keep my hopes up
Someday I will find you

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Nastiest Angel

Oh no, here you come again, now
God knows where you've even been, now
You're the nastiest angel
That I've ever seen.

Tell me, what rock
Did you crawl out from under
This time baby,
Looking perfectly torn
In your well cut jeans

Do you even remember
Where you spent last night, babe,
Was it with her,
Or was it with him.

Even animals know
Not to shit where they sit now,
Or at least enough
to come in from the rain.

You've poisoned the pool
So no one can swim now;
Don't even warn me,
Which way you're gonna lean,

You're the nastiest angel
That I've ever seen.

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stuman

thank you man, keep on shinin'! -ht

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Happy trails

that one is nice .. really like that one , campfire thoughts , reminds me of my childhood camping trips .. Thank you HT ... wishing a beutiful sunshiny day for all !! Stu ....

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