Love Can Bring You Back

This piano playing inside my head.
The keys have all gone black.
No going back.
Thin walls surround me.
No lyrics left to say.
No notes left to play.
Whispered words already said.
Crumpled pages already read.
Falling into the looking glass,
Mirror to my soul.

Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”
“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,” said the Cat.
“I don’t much care where–” said Alice.
“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the Cat.
“–so long as I get SOMEWHERE,” Alice added as an explanation.
“Oh, you’re sure to do that,” said the Cat, “if you only walk long enough.”

Perhaps you were looking for me?
Follow the steps I’ve taken a thousand times.
Sidewalks worn like these shoes of mine.
Thoughts of you on my mind.
Are you already gone.
Perhaps I’m all alone?
Through the looking glass.
I see a ghost that must be me.
Sadness is all I see.

But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked.
“Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat:
“We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”
“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the Cat,
“Or you wouldn’t have come here.”

To the music playing in my head.
Play these seven notes for me instead.
Notes I thought were already dead.
The keys have all gone black.
Endless love can bring you back,
Through the looking glass.
If love can find you,
Any note will do.
If you can love long enough,
Any song will do.

If only you can walk long enough,
Any road will do.”

Credit: Lewis Carroll

 

 

 

 

I Can’t See Your Eyes

You’re just a dream I had.
On an empty night.
Far from yesterday.
Far from the light.
Far from today.

I can’t see your eyes,
In mine.
I can’t taste your lips,
On mine.

I’m going to lose you.
Another chink in my armor.
Another day away from you.
My anchor.
One day closer,
To losing you.

I can’t see your eyes,
In mine.
I can’t taste your lips,
On mine.

You’re the ship that never sailed.
I’m  that sinking feeling,
I’ve failed!

I’m drifting out to sea.
Your love’s slipping.
Slipping away from me.

I can’t see your eyes,
In mine.
I can’t taste your lips,
On mine.

You’re just a dream I had.
On an empty night.
Far from yesterday.
Far from the light.
Far from today.

I can’t wake to another day,
Without you.
I’m drifting away
No tomorrows.
Just a dream away.

If I Could Write You a Song



If I could write you a song,
I’d be asking you to sing along.
Lyrics without the music,
They just don’t belong.
Like this plane I’m sitting on.
Going nowhere, I’ve always been,
Into the setting sun, away from you,
Away from you.
 
If I could write you a song,
There’s no now, there’s no then,
My life’s not taking off.
There’s no place I’m landing soon,
So much for life’s baggage when,
I can’t even carry a tune.
No place I’m going soon.
 
If I could write you a song,
The music would be all wrong.
In this lonely hotel room.
Trying to forget, drinking wine.
Thin walls, thin lives, keeping time.
Keeping me away from you.
I need to be moving on.
Always away from you.
 
If I could write you a song,
The lyrics would be too long.
City streets, no place to turn around.
Can’t keep these feet on the ground.
In time, it’s always back to you.
If I could write what’s wrong,
This song would never end.
I’d be on my way back to you,
Back to you…
 
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Saturday, August 18, 2012
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