Counting on the Rain

12 12 2017

Counting on the rain
To wash my blues away
Counting on the rain
To wash my blues away
Now you are gone
And life gets in the way

I’m drowning back to you
But you don’t even know why I try
I’m drowning back to you
But you don’t even know why I try
The ashes of our ruins
From the flame was too bright

Remember you came to me
Cause you did not understand
At first you read my eyes
Pretending that I can
I never asked to fly
When I did you disappeared
I called out the air was cold
Now I’m climbing in my fears
Counting on the rain
To wash my blues away
Now you are gone
And life gets in the way

I’ve been ignoring the journey
Moving so fast can’t catch my breath
I’ve been ignoring the journey
Moving so fast can’t catch my breath
I can’t remember what to do
Since the day you left

Petrified by traditions
And nightmares from the stagger
Petrified by traditions
And nightmares from the stagger
Swaying by chance makes me strong
But it is your love that I am after

Until I know I’ll reach
Through the hours that run wild
The magic of unspoken words
And the silence in my smile
Lead me down the streets of gray
That hallucinate the lies
I never asked for love
But you opened up my eyes
Counting on the rain
To wash my blues away
Now you are gone
And life gets in the way

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Lansboro

8 12 2017

Well I’m sailing cross the waters
With a slipknot in my hand
In search of friendly harbors
On the shadow of promised lands
Setting course without a compass
Constellations be my guide
Giving thanks under a star’s wish
Help me get to the other side

La La Lansboro
Your in my heart everywhere I go
La La Lansboro
I’m taking the wheel the best I know
Whoa-Whoa-Whoa-Whoa
Whoa-Whoa-Whoa

Been alone together too long
It is time to spread my wings
Chance for redemption so strong
That validates what it brings
Long overdue for adventure
Following sunsets till day’s end
What we’ll find there I am not sure
But the journey’s worth it my friend

La La Lansboro
Your in my heart everywhere I go
La La Lansboro
I’m taking the wheel the best I know
Whoa-Whoa-Whoa-Whoa
Whoa-Whoa-Whoa

(Instrumental)

La La Lansboro
Your in my heart everywhere I go
La La Lansboro
I’m taking the wheel the best I know
Whoa-Whoa-Whoa-Whoa
Whoa-Whoa-Whoa

Clock is closing in on midnight
A dawning of a brand new day
So much to see before the daylight
The bright force gail shows me the way
The moonshine haunts mystic preview
Masked in ancient joyous sounds
Satisfied for all but not a few
In hopes of what is left can be found

La La Lansboro
Your in my heart everywhere I go
La La Lansboro
I’m taking the wheel the best I know
Whoa-Whoa-Whoa-Whoa
Whoa-Whoa-Whoa

La La Lansboro
La La Lansboro
La La Lansboro





We Never Get Too Far

19 11 2017

Hiding from doing nothing
Wait in vain, to what is coming
We never get too far
Away from what brings us here
Falling down from grace
And running for our lives in fear

Something else, I could tell
Feels like pain, sorrow’s spell
We never get too far
It frightens me to tears
Falling down from grace
And running for our lives in fear

Will it matter when your gone
Will the night always be long
Will I see you in the end
Will I take my last ride friend
Will I join the pilgrim feast
Will I fall down on my knees
Will I pretend I never heard
Will the ashes in my hands burn

I am lost, with dreams broken
In dispair, words misspoken
We never get too far
Into the light before it disappears
Falling down from grace
And running for our lives in fear

( Instrumental)

Will it matter when your gone
Will the night always be long
Will I see you in the end
Will I take my last ride friend
Will I join the pilgrim feast
Will I fall down on my knees
Will I pretend I never heard
Will the ashes in my hands burn

Faithful times, thinking about
Turn and point, without a doubt
We never get too far
From the shadows in the mirror
Falling down from grace
And running for our lives in fear

We never get too far
From the shadows in the mirror
Falling down from grace
And running for our lives in fear





I’m Not Perfect

13 08 2017

Over and over again
My love is here to the end
The dreams we made
The best plans laid
Won’t you think of me now and then

I know your not the only one
Walking this thin line just for fun
Captivating eyes
I’m so hypnotized
Your love’s so bad I can not run

I’m not perfect
What can I do
These chains are keeping me
on the ground
I want to fly
And touch the sky
In search of love I haven’t found

Instrumental

The leaves on the tree are bare
A distant mirage of what was there
I want to let go
To be on my own
It’s time to break free and I don’t care

I’m not perfect
What can I do
These chains are keeping me
on the ground
I want to fly
And touch the sky
In search of love I haven’t found

Instrumental

I’m begging you please don’t stay
There’s nothing left for us to say
It’s a mean old world
But I’m a wiser girl
I won’t let you stand in my way

I’m not perfect
What can I do
These chains are keeping me
on the ground
I want to fly
And touch the sky
In search of love I haven’t found

I’m not perfect
I’m not perfect





Grandma Got Run Over By A Redcoat

6 08 2017

Grandma got run over by a redcoat
Walking through the streets of Williamsburg
Everybody thought it was a atrocious
But Grandpa thought she got what she deserved

It all started back at Christmas
With that unfortunate event
Getting hit by Santa’s reindeer
And a lengthy time at the hospital spent
She’s was feeling low and depressed
So to make up and atone
With some money from the lawsuit
We went and got her the latest iPhone

Grandma got run over by a redcoat
Walking through the streets of Williamsburg
Everybody thought it was a atrocious
But Grandpa thought she got what she deserved

Things were fine until vacation
When she brought along her new phone
She was posting lots of photos
And video of people and strangers she did not know
Stepping in other family portraits
Unaware as she did click
Then it got more dangerous
When she started hitting people with her selfie stick

Grandma got run over by a redcoat
Walking through the streets of Williamsburg
Everybody thought it was a atrocious
But Grandpa thought she got what she deserved

As we stood in line at Chowning’s
Grandma darted out into the street
Posting pictures without looking both ways
Did not hear the English Redcoats marching feet
Now let this be a lesson
For those on Facebook and snapchat
Online photos may last a lifetime
Not to mention the Fife and Drum   footprints on your back

Grandma got run over by a redcoat
Walking through the streets of Williamsburg
Everybody thought it was a atrocious
But Grandpa thought  she got what she deserved





A Hard Day’s Colonial Night

22 07 2017

It’s been a hard day’s colonial night for indépendence and liberty
It’s been a hard day’s colonial night from English rule and tyranny
But when I’m in Williamsburg, you know I feel undeterred
Everything will be alright

You know I work all day making speeches for the cause
Standing up for rights, equality that are lost under the King’s law
It makes me weary and pause, until I hear a HUZZAH
Everything will be alright

Williamsburg, freedom is ringing for you
Williamsburg, we hold these self-evident truths, truths, yeah

It’s been a hard day’s colonial night, when in the course of human events
It’s been a hard day’s colonial night, so many taxes  our monies spent
We must stand up if we might, and never give up the fight
Everything will be alright

Instrumental

It makes me weary and pause, until I hear a HUZZAH
Everything will be alright

Williamsburg, freedom is ringing for you
Williamsburg, we hold these self-evident truths, truths, yeah

It’s been a hard day’s colonial night hot and humid unbearably
It’s been a hard day’s colonial night, it’s 1776, we have no AC
But persevere we all must, it’s our Freedom or Bust
Everything will be alright
Everything will be alright
Everything will be alright





Covfefe

31 05 2017

Covfefe
An alternative new word
Covfefe
Sums him best up I have heard

When your up against a wall that’s yet been built
Constituently claiming freedom from the guilt
Defending actions from the World all do perceive
It’s fake to you, but the rest of us believe

Covfefe
3 times like Beetlejuice
Covfefe
Is your reason and excuse

Up before the dawn after late night binging Fox
Roaming the White House seeing the ghost of Archibald Cox
You never thought that it would really be this hard
Draining the swamp as you ride that NATO cart

Covfefe
So amazing and bigly
Covfefe
Is my state of mind you see

Covfefe
Covfefe
Covfefe