Come now children let's go away
There is much much more to see today
Hurry up no time to rest
Let's follow this path up to the crest
Here is the big town full of sin click your safeties pull your pins
Money is tight and hard to find
Houses gone the papers signed
The water is bright shines with a glow
Just don't drink it (you don't want to know)
The lack of feeling in the air
Everyone here feels our despair
Cops are dirty and so corrupt
They end your walking quite abrupt
This is no place for the small
One wrong move and then you'll fall
Next up people we enter the slums
I warn you now don't feed the bums
Robert Fox ♥
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Dream Traveler's Log 1
Come with me child and take my hand
I will show you my strange land
Where nothing in quite what it seems
Here within the land of dreams
The people are free but their faces stitched
Eyes that don't see and brains that are ditched
The flowers are pretty and smell real sweet
But the odor and fumes in your nose they eat
The houses are slanted and held up by lies
The rivers are filled with pain and heartfelt cries
The animals are angry and eat our young
But we destroyed their homes what'd done is done
This land is not magic not made of hope
This land is your hookers, thieves, and dope
This is the land of your own making
From the dreams and the lives of the people your taking
This is your twilight.
Robert Fox ♥
I will show you my strange land
Where nothing in quite what it seems
Here within the land of dreams
The people are free but their faces stitched
Eyes that don't see and brains that are ditched
The flowers are pretty and smell real sweet
But the odor and fumes in your nose they eat
The houses are slanted and held up by lies
The rivers are filled with pain and heartfelt cries
The animals are angry and eat our young
But we destroyed their homes what'd done is done
This land is not magic not made of hope
This land is your hookers, thieves, and dope
This is the land of your own making
From the dreams and the lives of the people your taking
This is your twilight.
Robert Fox ♥
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Come with me and take my hand
I shall show you my magic land
Where nothing is quite what it seems
Here inside the land of dreams
The water glitters from side to side
Like smiles from a happy bride
Secrets to your ears I confide
The kind deep kept ones I hide
The whisper of soft sayings in your ears
My comforting grasp soothing your fears
My shoulder for crying all your tears
Holding you while the end draws high
Our lives happy spent our souls will fly
Robert Fox ♥
I shall show you my magic land
Where nothing is quite what it seems
Here inside the land of dreams
The water glitters from side to side
Like smiles from a happy bride
Secrets to your ears I confide
The kind deep kept ones I hide
The whisper of soft sayings in your ears
My comforting grasp soothing your fears
My shoulder for crying all your tears
Holding you while the end draws high
Our lives happy spent our souls will fly
Robert Fox ♥
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
I'm Tired
I'm tired of starting the day without you.
I'm tired of waiting for the call that never comes.
I'm tired of coming home to an empty house.
I'm tired of sleeping alone.
I'm tired of having no one to tuck in at night.
I'm tired of seeing happy families.
I'm so tired of feeling alone.
I'm so very tired of hearing this too shall pass.
When someone we loves dies, we are left to endure so many things. Their death is the big obvious one, but slowly we realize that there is more...like the thousand and one reminders that our special person died each time we return-alone-for the first time to a place or experience we once shared. And like the no-matter-how-well-intentioned-ridiculous things that people say to us that only make us feel more alone and less understood.
Everyone around us still seems to have places to go and things to do, while our world has either stopped or spun mercilessly out of control. We no longer understand people's need to hurry. What are they hurring to, their own deaths? We no longer have the energy or desire to hurry; time for us changed with the death of our loved one.
In time, when my broken heart has begun to men, though I may still be "tired of", I may also say:
I'm so glad for every day we had.
Thinking of you makes me smile.
I feel your presence with me everywhere.
I know now that death cannot really take you away from me.
I will live ni ways to make you proud.
Life is good; Let me live.
By Deb Kosmer
I'm tired of waiting for the call that never comes.
I'm tired of coming home to an empty house.
I'm tired of sleeping alone.
I'm tired of having no one to tuck in at night.
I'm tired of seeing happy families.
I'm so tired of feeling alone.
I'm so very tired of hearing this too shall pass.
When someone we loves dies, we are left to endure so many things. Their death is the big obvious one, but slowly we realize that there is more...like the thousand and one reminders that our special person died each time we return-alone-for the first time to a place or experience we once shared. And like the no-matter-how-well-intentioned-ridiculous things that people say to us that only make us feel more alone and less understood.
Everyone around us still seems to have places to go and things to do, while our world has either stopped or spun mercilessly out of control. We no longer understand people's need to hurry. What are they hurring to, their own deaths? We no longer have the energy or desire to hurry; time for us changed with the death of our loved one.
In time, when my broken heart has begun to men, though I may still be "tired of", I may also say:
I'm so glad for every day we had.
Thinking of you makes me smile.
I feel your presence with me everywhere.
I know now that death cannot really take you away from me.
I will live ni ways to make you proud.
Life is good; Let me live.
By Deb Kosmer
The Wildwoods
Ancient Spirits wise and old
Hidden secrets never told
Mystic symbols carved in oak
Faces in the sacred smoke
Forest dark and magic white
Words of power, spells of light
Cast the circle, light the flame
Call the powers in the old God's name
Aradia the Mother bright
Queens and Priestess of the night
Hunter Herne and Jack o'the green
Ate watching hidden and unseen
There's magic in the sacred ground
So draw protection all around
The moon is bright, the magic strong
The witch wind whispers fair song
Cast the circle, light the flame
Call the powers in the old God's name
But from the paths you must stray never
Oh the wildwoods will keep you forever.
L.R.
Hidden secrets never told
Mystic symbols carved in oak
Faces in the sacred smoke
Forest dark and magic white
Words of power, spells of light
Cast the circle, light the flame
Call the powers in the old God's name
Aradia the Mother bright
Queens and Priestess of the night
Hunter Herne and Jack o'the green
Ate watching hidden and unseen
There's magic in the sacred ground
So draw protection all around
The moon is bright, the magic strong
The witch wind whispers fair song
Cast the circle, light the flame
Call the powers in the old God's name
But from the paths you must stray never
Oh the wildwoods will keep you forever.
L.R.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
雨 (Rain)
Rokugastu no uso me no mae no hontou
Sepia ni shimaikomu
Yorisou to ka nukumori to ka
Wakaranaku natteta
"Kimi wa shitori de keiki da kara...ne"to
Oshitsukete sayonara
Son tagui no kiyaume nara
Kikiakita hazu na no ni
Nariyamanai youshanai omoidetachi wa
Yurushitekuresou ni mo nai
Me wo tojreba ikioi wa masu bakari de
Toomaki de kimi ga wara
Ame wa itsuka yamu no deshou ka
Zuibun nagai aida tsumetai
Ame wa dou shite boku wo erabu no
Nigeba no nai boku wo erabu no
Yatto mitsuketa atarashii asa wa
Tsukihi ga jama osuru
Mukau saki wa "tsugi" ja nakute
"Sugi"bakari oikaketa
Nagusame kara kikkake wo kureta kimi to
Urameshiku kowagari na boku
Sorosoro ka na tesaguri tsukarete hoho wo
Kattou ga koboreochiru
Kako wo shiritagaranai hitomi
Arainagashitekureru yubi
Yasashii hohaba de iyasu kuzuato
Todokisou de todokanai kyori
Ame wa itsuka yamu no deshou ka
Zuibun nagai aida tsumetai
Ame wa dou shite boku wo erabu no
Tsutsumarete ii ka na
Ame wa yamo koto wo shirazo ni
Kyou mo furitsuzuku keredo
Sotto sashidashita kasa no naka de
Nukumori ni yorisoinagara
This song is entirely japanese. I am still working on translating it into english.
Sepia ni shimaikomu
Yorisou to ka nukumori to ka
Wakaranaku natteta
"Kimi wa shitori de keiki da kara...ne"to
Oshitsukete sayonara
Son tagui no kiyaume nara
Kikiakita hazu na no ni
Nariyamanai youshanai omoidetachi wa
Yurushitekuresou ni mo nai
Me wo tojreba ikioi wa masu bakari de
Toomaki de kimi ga wara
Ame wa itsuka yamu no deshou ka
Zuibun nagai aida tsumetai
Ame wa dou shite boku wo erabu no
Nigeba no nai boku wo erabu no
Yatto mitsuketa atarashii asa wa
Tsukihi ga jama osuru
Mukau saki wa "tsugi" ja nakute
"Sugi"bakari oikaketa
Nagusame kara kikkake wo kureta kimi to
Urameshiku kowagari na boku
Sorosoro ka na tesaguri tsukarete hoho wo
Kattou ga koboreochiru
Kako wo shiritagaranai hitomi
Arainagashitekureru yubi
Yasashii hohaba de iyasu kuzuato
Todokisou de todokanai kyori
Ame wa itsuka yamu no deshou ka
Zuibun nagai aida tsumetai
Ame wa dou shite boku wo erabu no
Tsutsumarete ii ka na
Ame wa yamo koto wo shirazo ni
Kyou mo furitsuzuku keredo
Sotto sashidashita kasa no naka de
Nukumori ni yorisoinagara
This song is entirely japanese. I am still working on translating it into english.
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