Source: Stop the Encore.
Into the shadows the night fires the mind
to the silence of moments locked in past time
the moments that carved the shape of a life
like a statue frozen in the hardness we hide.
Like the lonely lover, the distant runner
nowhere to hide from the pain inside.
Into the darkness the puzzles remain
Every so often
I stop ‘n I crawl
Looking to find
I thought that I would have
The time of my life
When I grew up to be
The adult of my life.
I thought that I would live
The fantasy of dreams
And grow up to be
Something more than me.
There’s something more
Something more I need…..
Now fairytales are fading
And fantasies are few
No one told me I would be
The image of you
My wall flowers are wilting
My wishes against a wall
There’s a deep ache inside
Cos I want something more
There’s something more
Something more…to me
I thought that I could be
The flame of the light
If I grew up to learn
How to do it right
I try to make believe
My fairytale dreams
Wanting it to happen
Something more to be.
Touched softly by your hand I can no longer stand As the tide washes over Who I am
Seduced by your words I can no longer hear The ocean’s roar The wind across the land
Loved softly by your body I can no longer feel The heat As the fire burns within
Abandoned at your whim I can no longer dare To fall in love Without a care
Touched by your hand I am seduced by your words Loved by your body Abandoned at your whim You take me to the mountain top You fill me with despair Sometimes I wonder if I care.
Is it you that fans the flames that set my soul on fire Or am I just in love with love
Soft light reflects on my face
and I realise where I am
The mirror shows a different face
But I know that here I am.
The inner light from my eyes
now dull, yet I can see
I can’t escape what happened
I so need to be set free.
Yesterday I laughed and cried
over love and joy and pain
But today I am a soul alone
Void of trust and full of shame
The marks, I guess, will go in time
but the wounds have etched their scar
my life now changed by one act of hate
and the mirror shows a different face.
and I watch…
The flowers bloom
and I sit quietly
among the fallen petals.
Some are perfect
in their grace,
and I touch remembering,
remembering a freer place…
Locked among neglected monoliths I stand guarding the shadows.
Frozen. I cry mute. Love, in deathless combat.
Consumed by endless yearning. Forgotten desires of softer moments.
Again, a day, sharpening the shadows, a surreal figure tormented by fear.
Apart. Together. Sentinels in stone. I writhe beneath the dusk red sky. Embraced by the darkness of the night and the shifting stars reveal more shadows. I cry mute. Delayed hope. Love.
A miracle for this beautiful soul, Please.
No matter what you say or how you play, or where you hide, like the rising tide ready or not the future comes and it comes today it’s here -.
By my side we can chase the ride there’s no time to hide or play with pride because ready or not the future is here and it comes today.. it’s here.
There is no point to conflict it’s the world’s mortal waste. Now is the time for the words & music to connect us all in grace. Friendships are our right with love and peace meant for all and to share a world of richness, a gift we choose to ignore.
Today we risk on egos’ flaunt a multi cultured world of flair, with the need for care, love and a future, we share but we taunt. On egos of a dare we all lose in confusion and despair & our differences we devour though we all share life right now.
Open the door to a richer life. Cast doubt away to embrace the best we have to give & celebrate life so all can live in a world of hope and love. Let’s make each moment one above the traps of past unjust despair the future is now, we need to care.
Did you hear my call?
I’ve something to say
I know it’s hard to listen
when your life is young
though not clear of clutter
“Do what you want”
is what I’m saying
but only if you are free
and this only applies
to the honourable guys
like you and me
But what if your life
will you rebel and crave
what you can’t have or see?
Just a flip of the coin
can change a life
so please try to listen
To become a man is to withstand
the outer influences of human life
Don’t ask or obey anyone else
Learn to judge what is right, by yourself.
The quest of freedom
to do what you want
is a very serious matter
as there are consequences
from all that you do
and others you care for, who matter.
A good life is what we all want
and a good life is worth the work
So don’t pay attention to
pessimists or fanatics
but respect human life and it’s worth.
Speak and listen to other people
and keep your conscience sweet
and know that you will always sleep
in comfort, and seek
what you will of friendships
with a pure and open heart
and know that human beings
can also be labelled “thief”
with a reason for their path.
Experience fully the joy
and the pleasures of love
and accept the consequences
of your own adult choices
and life’s harsher lessons
of pain and death.
Don’t waste your short time
in guilt or harmful conflict
grow strong and understand
the world and its ways
and live a good life, each day.
Did you hear my call?
Fernando, you father
I love you, I wish I could give you more.
I stood with you at Shelly beach bay on the cliff side watching the waves. We felt the ebb tide pulling the rock face as a tear fell ‘cos you’re going away
‘n at the moment the wave hit the rock I sensed the fear and felt the shock…Your need to flee free my desire for you to stay near me …. the ebb life is here to stay the man in the boy is going away
I felt the sorrow of time I borrowed ‘n lost a boy to a man’s tomorrow. I felt the calm I’ve known before and I sensed the wave taking you from the shore
‘n at the moment the wave hit the rock I sensed the fear and felt the shock…Your need to flee free my desire for you to stay near me ….the ebb life is here to stay the man in the boy is going away
What words now do I say on the cliff face bathed by the waves. Just to stand with you will soon be unreal. I wish you so much with all the love I feel.
‘n I feel the ocean’s might. I know in my heart your choice is right and tide flows on to the life you want…one, where you belong. From high seas to the calm bay from winter’s gale to a light breeze day on unchartered paths the soul of heart must lift home-anchor to depart.
…. the ebb life I felt today uncertain of your return the tide’s going away.
To heal the rift to carve the way
A step towards a better day…
Don’t think in terms of black and white
A label is not for people
Try not to force words that incite
No one can know the whole reason
Keep focused to educate the young
To think what is …and what is possible
We’re connected by the earth marking time
And equality is the purpose to this season.