Posts Tagged ‘change’
Free?
I have some money
It serves some needs
But it won’t set me free
I have dark chains
Born in my past
But they still pull at meI have dreams of the future
I have some fears
They’re hidden deep inside of me
I fight for control
But often I find
That my fears they control meI can’t change much
But I can change me
I can’t do much
But I can be freeI built a house
I wanted to feel safe
Now it’s all the world sees of me
And I’ve lately found
That it distorts
The world that I can seeSo I’ll open my doors
I’ll remove my chains
Then I’ll see more clearly
I’ll connect more
I’ll give more
Then I’ll live more freelyI can’t change much
But I can change me
I can’t do much
But I can be free
Change
I did not always manage
To stop the damage
That my impatience had spread
My fears rushed on
I know it was wrong
And our love ruptured and bledLike a finely tuned machine
I was good for a scene
But then something broke inside
I did not manage my fears
Oh, they cost me dear
But I’ve learned a lot on the rideI’m glad I was kind to you
That I was steadfast and true
Cos this will stand the test of time
And it’s never too late
To grow and change our fate
To change some parts of our mind
Black Silk
This human condition
In which we live
In which we know
This absurd conditionWe watch ourselves grow
Live, love and decay
We hear echoes of eternity
In a dark universe of stars
We wonder, we cry out
For a father or mother
A creator to give us meaning
Someone to make us feel less aloneWe push our boundaries
We compete for our space
We seek some control
For the world to remember us here
And so the river runs
Ever onward
And so the current pushes us
Ever onwardNow I’m alone at night
In the darkness
I feel the earth turn
Beneath me
I’m fading, fading into silk
Black silk
My World
I was born naked
Naked in a frightening world
A world without obvious meaning
A world insecure
A world with no direction
A world of swirling forms
A world of noise and uncertaintyAnd so I built a house
To make sense of the world
And it became my world
With pillars strong
And I found others
Who shared my world
And together we built a city
To protect us
To give us meaning
To protect us from stormsBut one day a big storm came
That knocked a pillar of my house down
That rocked my world
That separated me from the others
That forced me to look at the truth
To look at the darkness beyond my house
To look at the darkness beyond my city
And I saw death
I saw no obvious meaning
I saw I was alone
I saw the terrifying responsibility
Of my freedom
I saw the terrifying responsibility
Of finding my own wayFor a while I went mad
And I sought distraction
In drink, in sex, in recreation
But, over time, came acceptance
Over time, I found my new niche
Over time, I found a way to compete and serve
Over time, I built a new house
In a new city
With bigger windows
Over time, I let more light in.
The Centre can’t Hold
The giant heavy wheel turns slowly
And I smell fear in the air
And many must make decisions
With no sage to guide them thereThe cycle of birth and growth
Is relentless, ruthless and blind
Evolution asks many questions
I can’t answer in my small mindThey’re complacent and blind to change
They pushed too hard and too fast
They allowed the weeds to grow
And now they choke the flowers at lastIt’s 100 years, that’s a century
Since the world fell apart
There’s a feeling of something similar
And there’s a feeling of a startChange is in the nature of things
I cannot control how things unfold
I feel things fall apart again
I feel the centre can’t hold
Things Fall Apart
I feel insecure about many dark things
That I cannot understand or behold
I sense the wheel spin out of control
Things fall apart; the centre can’t hold;I hold from slipping into darkness
I pray for security within the fold
But I feel the balance slipping
Things fall apart; the centre can’t holdThe falcon now looks lost
In the storm clouds and the cold
Will ignorant intensity trump conviction?
Things fall apart; the centre can’t holdI think much of the future
I think much of fruits that are old
The wheel spins to screaming
Things fall apart; the centre can’t holdFor the needs of the many
The needs of the few are sold
Within blind evolution I seek control
Things fall apart; the centre can’t holdBut when everything is slipping
And in the storm I am wet and cold
I remember sometimes things fall apart
So better things may fall together and hold
Hope
I do not have elegance
Or sophisticated taste
I do not have subtlety
Or socially expected graceI’m certainly glad to see you
In your silk lilac dress
Among the tea, cake and flowers
Oh, what does your look confess?You are my light in the distance
My hope and my goal
The flesh of all my dreams
And I offer you my soulAnd the cotton drapes blew
In the wind from the sea
I was lost in their billowing
And seduced by their revelryI have a brave heart
And I am kind
I have hope and wonder
And my loyalty is blindLater the band it played
For all the glittering young things
Who laughed, danced and waved
All their diamonds and ringsBut we left in secret
To a secret garden tree
And under the twinkling lights
I kissed you and you kissed meI was optimistic & full of hope
To achieve my dream at last
But I swam against the current,
Bearing me ceaselessly into the pastAnd one by one my lights went out
I was broken up like glass
Upon the hard malice
Of a cruel and careless class
I’m Not In Love
“I’m not in love”, so the song said
As we danced through our time spent
In the dimly lit country hall
Where I asked you what it meant.
You smiled and you explained
Oh..you were so new on the scene
You had red hair and freckles
You were 15 to my, oh so mature, 17We laughed a lot together
We had something I needed
In my heart I felt something new
But I’d not learned how to read it.
I ripped away all who wanted me then
In a dark field I was blind
For a physical and mature experience
I left your innocence behindAnd I often wonder why
And I often regret
The voice calling in the darkness
“A nice bit of fluff” my dad said…
I was 21, I asked her to my party…
But like some movie oversight
She waited for me as I expected her
And so we passed like ships in the night.A year earlier I was a fool
I asked someone honourable to break
I wanted her to leave another
She knew it would be a mistake…
Now she moves in my shadows
My ghost from my yesterday
Alive but dead to my touch
In a picture that will never decay
The Mourning Bride 2
Nothing else exists now, even death is spurned
My raging silent storm will scorch and burn
Heaven hath no rage like love to hatred turned
Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorned.The promises we made as we faced each other
I offered my mind and my body to you
Our lives we joined as we faced each other
I offered to cherish and to love youAh. . . Look at me now, 14 years later
Was my beauty wasted on you?
Ah. . . Look at me now, 14 years later
Was my love wasted on you?Who will give me justice for this affair?
Why did you cheat and lie with her?
Did I not love and cherish you more ?
Is my fading beauty not enough anymore?I stare into a future on a lonely shelf
I cry with grief and I hold on to myself
I was beginning to like the self I had learned
But now doubts and questions have returnedAh. . . Look at me now, 14 years later
Was my beauty wasted on you?
Ah. . . Look at me now, 14 years later
Was my love wasted on you?
The Dying Of The Light
I spent most of my life in denial
I just lived in the moment while
Every minute of every day
I just lived and squeezed and made it pay
Because just like a red rose
I was built for a purposeBut often I rage and fight
Against the dying of the light
When I raise my eyes
When I look and realise
That beyond our sight
Is the darkness of the nightI have looked again and again
For someone with power to bargain
Someone to answer why
We live and why we die
But no-one heard my tune
I was howling at the moonSometimes I’m depressed and sad
When I think my future’s bad
When I feel that I’m alone
With nothing to offer anyone
But I won’t drink to forget
Or brush it under the carpetBecause it is a natural process
From which we can’t digress
And the final part is to accept
That nobody can escape death
So burn each day more bright
Until the dying of the light
