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
