Flies start biting 'for the rain
Can't wash the sweat away
Dragons are fit for fighting
And the Wolf is here to stay
In a quiet voice you ask me
What's for dinner? and I say:
It's just a you, and me, and pizza
In the doorway kinda day
Carry on
You're plenty strong for one, my son
Carry on
It's not a race that can be won
Just a day that's nearly done
Carry on
I won't hide you from the winter
When you're ready for the snow
Know the wolf, it isn't friendly
You'll have dragons of your own
As I love you I will promise:
This will pass, and always know
It's just a you, and me, and pizza
In the doorway kinda of day
Carry on
You're plenty strong for one, my son
Carry on
It's not a race that can be won
Just a day that's nearly done
Carry on
When the wolf has had its fill
And all my dragons fly away
I will love you from a distance
That no living man can say
And of all our many moments
I will surely miss the most
All the you, and me, and pizza
In the doorway kinda days
Carry on
You're plenty strong for one, my son
Carry on
It's not a race that can be won
Just a day that's nearly done
Carry on
Saturday, August 27, 2016
Tuesday, August 23, 2016
In Happiness
Why can't we live in happiness
I know we've earned the right
We've paid our dues to live life through
Without the endless fight
Why can't we live in happiness
So simple like a dream
I'd hold you like a valley holds
The stream that makes it green
Why can't we live in happiness
Just for an hour or two
What I would give to see you smile
The way you used to do
Sunday, August 21, 2016
When Dragons Win
I would fight a dragon
To make my mate
My mate again
Although I'd surely loose
On my weakest day
I'm plenty strong for one
But still can't win
A war for two
To make my mate
My mate again
Although I'd surely loose
On my weakest day
I'm plenty strong for one
But still can't win
A war for two
Friday, August 19, 2016
Do Not Anger Irony
I dream of a life that hurts you
So I stay awake and write instead
A poem for every coffee I'm not allowed to bring
A song for every evening we sit in seperate swings
Of all the ships that pass in the night why did ours collide?
Do not anger irony
It's love that keeps me wanting you
It's love that made me leave
So I stay awake and write instead
A poem for every coffee I'm not allowed to bring
A song for every evening we sit in seperate swings
Of all the ships that pass in the night why did ours collide?
Do not anger irony
It's love that keeps me wanting you
It's love that made me leave
Saturday, July 23, 2016
Because
I hope your bike don't hit no rock.
Your sailboat always got a dock
I hope your car has the smoothest lane
And never gets caught up in rain
Because I love you
I pray all day, and twice at night
That you can, but don't have to fight
For dreams that seem too far away
I'd make this world tilt your way
Because I love you
I hope she treats you like a king
If she intents to wear your ring
I hope she gives you what I would
And life for you is just so good
Because I love you
Friday, July 15, 2016
Wanting Whiskey
A flood needs rain
Like a deer needs lead
Like a deer needs lead
Its the ugly dreams
That get you out of bed
A hundred boys
May catch my eye
I'll drink a hundred beers
But I'll still be dry
When I want whiskey
I want you.
Thursday, July 14, 2016
Tin House Topia
Somewhere in a bottle
Is a place you'll never be
If your heart is made of copper
And your soul has got a key
Lost in your own envy
The smell of joy you learn
Till the sky begins to darken
And the weather takes a turn
It hides in Tin House Topia
The demon in the rain
Save the bottle,
Let it sink
Loose a lover
In a blink
Peaches, sweetest ever baited
Never waited, ever ripe
Have a moment of surrender
Be at last a bird of flight
Streets are paved with prize and lies
Must not wander out of sight
A stranger growing ever stronger
With the fading of the light
It hides in Tin House Topia
The demon in the rain
Save the bottle,
Let it sink
Loose a lover
In a blink
From a vessel to a boat
Made of paper, barely float
Hide the victim, hurt yourself
It robs the greatest kind of wealth
A patch will cut a deeper wound
A stitch will leave you on your own
Sit and listen to the rain
Cry, but that wont stop the pain.
Is a place you'll never be
If your heart is made of copper
And your soul has got a key
Lost in your own envy
The smell of joy you learn
Till the sky begins to darken
And the weather takes a turn
It hides in Tin House Topia
The demon in the rain
Save the bottle,
Let it sink
Loose a lover
In a blink
Peaches, sweetest ever baited
Never waited, ever ripe
Have a moment of surrender
Be at last a bird of flight
Streets are paved with prize and lies
Must not wander out of sight
A stranger growing ever stronger
With the fading of the light
It hides in Tin House Topia
The demon in the rain
Save the bottle,
Let it sink
Loose a lover
In a blink
From a vessel to a boat
Made of paper, barely float
Hide the victim, hurt yourself
It robs the greatest kind of wealth
A patch will cut a deeper wound
A stitch will leave you on your own
Sit and listen to the rain
Cry, but that wont stop the pain.
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