It seems perhaps that you may
Just think you've figured me out
I would be happy just to say
That I have figured me out

In an aim to just make sure
That your conclusions are right
And perhaps just put those things
Such as illusions to light

I am amused I am confused
Perhaps a little perplexed
I perceive just what I see
At times a little hostile
I perceive just what I see
At times it's hard to compile
I perceive just what I see
At times it's the opposite
I am amused I am confused
As to which is the dominant

Just one thing can make me want
To simply close the door
It's that hostility in the free
For wanting to be me

It isn't glue if we just knew
It's been ignored before
It could glue if we just knew
Simply what was the score

There is no catalyst needed
When the warnings they aren’t headed
And your mind creates a smelter
Where there isn’t any shelter

Anticipation is frustration
Loneliness is just sedation
When your mind needs elevation
In the search of new narration

Frustration turns to anger
When your soul is in the hanger
And your mind begins to wrestle
To contain it in a vessel

A Random act of kindness
Gives rise to sudden blindness
And your mind just wants to nestle
But the vessel is no trestle

The chemicals of emotion
Churned up like in the ocean
Giving rise just to the notion
That you’re sick of all the motion

A strange desire to lose control
To toss the oars and stop the row
Just then your mind it fills with glory
That only serves to deepen the story

Mostly my soul is filled with love
But opposites can fit like gloves
That darker side an anger spree
Built up inside another me
A side effect of family trees

Where addictions hang like leaves
Shifting slowly in the breeze
Love is wrapped within barbed wire
Blued by the heat of lifetime fires

Normal for you may be your glue
But for others it is just not true
Normal for you may be their blue
Perhaps the same on the other shoe

You analyze just with your eyes
To deconstruct and scrutinize
And conjure up your pack of lies
To patronize what you describe
As what you see behind my eyes

Don’t tell me that I am feeling sorry
It’s such a common ******** story
That makes you feel right in your glory
But really it’s an empty lorry

Don’t tell me now that I need drugs
A social treatment understood like bugs
That makes the bad feel like the good
And transforms your mind right into wood

I think my song has just begun
I hope it’s long enough to run
From what will be when it is done
I know my soul is just not in
For any more of what has been

A dream I had just the other night
That has come and gone most of my life
I was just around seven or eight
A dream that would just not translate

Sleeping child startled awake
By a call or sound that came
For he swears he heard his name
Darkness that is all around
Electricity it is nowhere found

He opens the door to his bedroom
Strange new figures are passing thru
White hooded gowns that cover all
No face to see no hands indeed
But yet you hold that candle free

Terror fills that child of eight
The feeling just will not abate
He runs out to the living room
But it is filled with strangers whom
Are pointing with no face or hands
To the apartment door that stands
Between the child and an escape

He runs out past the crowd in there
In hopes to dissipate that stare
Main door handle turned with a click
He opens up the door so quick

A procession of figures in white
With hooded gowns that cover all
No face to see no hands indeed
But yet they hold that candle free

No words were spoken
From lips not seen
Please follow us
Appears within his ears
Hesitation and then a step
Followed by a brand new fear

He awakes with frantic tears
Shaking and sweating from the fear
For he knows closed eyes tonight
Will only bring the same old sight
Of that reoccurring dream at night

Reoccurring dreams for me
I believe are just greedy
For they do not reveal any meaning
Or are we prevented just from seeing
Because it seems we’re always fleeing

A dream I had just the other night
That has come and gone most of my life
I was just around seven or eight
A dream that would just not translate

I hear them in my mind as songs but don't get the melody more rhythm and timing. Some i just wake up with complete, like Sunday Morning Blues. Sometimes i will wake up with one in my head complete, but get distracted for some reason and forget it just as fast. They almost alway come back later at some point. A Song so Beautiful was one of those. The song referred to in it was the one i forgot when i was distracted. The actual "Song so Beautiful" i woke up with still eludes my recollection.

A little pressure then release
A lifetime filled with hidden grief
Red river flow of sweet relief

A childhood lost in circumstance
Creates a soul that at first glance
Seems willing to just take the chance
I can hate it’s easy to
But I can’t love the way you do
For my soul has scars of blue

A little pressure then release
A lifetime filled with hidden grief
Red river flow of sweet relief

Relationships are not my game
Most of them just end in pain
My soul would rather hesitate
Until it’s simply much to late
I can think the world of you
But haven’t got a single clue
On how to start a thing so new

A little pressure then release
A lifetime filled with hidden grief
Red river flow of sweet relief

That emptiness felt in a crowd
Speaks to me just oh so loud
When I am alone it brings me down
To that place I’ve known so well
Square and round with oblong to
A simple pile of white and blue
My mind just ponders what to do

A little pressure then release
A lifetime filled with hidden grief
Red river flow of sweet relief

No matter how I try to stay
Within the light outside the night
It always seems to pulled me in
That feeling that you get just when
Sunsets on a new days end

Deep inside you it is clear
There must be a purpose to adhere
So the darkness doesn’t shadow you
In an attempt to transform fear
To a darker form of courage
Never meant for any storage

My soul can reach white clouds
With melody and rhythms loud
Often it will reach storm clouds
And feel lonesome in a crowd

And when I find my mind at rest
I close my eyes as if to test
And wonder what it would be like
To transcend and take up flight
Through the branches of the family tree
In search of a new reality

And when this one does finally end
There is a new one round the bend

A peacefully simple knowledge known
That at the point a soul has flown
Sunlight’s reflections on some chrome
Show all the places it will roam
To show us that reality
Is only what we choose to see?

I don’t see those shiny things
That money brings
I don’t agree that money trees
Will set you free

They advertise a pack of lies
That hovers in your ears like flies
Convincing you of what to buy

They’ll satisfy your every need
To convince you that it isn’t greed
A clandestine way to plant a seed

I don’t see those shiny things
That money brings
I don’t agree that money trees
Will set you free

They manipulate the human race
To manufacture fears to face
While silently their saying grace

They manipulate through many years
Those limits set by moral piers
To convince humanity
Of the things that it should need

I don’t see those shiny things
That money brings
I don’t agree that money trees
Will set you free

Can you close your eyes?
To shut out light

A silent dark it does soon spark
Memories found deep within a heart
An interesting centrifugal force
Creating strange tetrahedral shapes
Like in the quartz Mother Nature makes

Souls take flight at the speed of light
Rainbows seen in the dark of night
Manufacture dreams within the scenes
Those souls create from past routines

Can you close your ears?
To clear out sound

Such absent sound it does soon spark
Melodies found deep within a heart
An interesting harmonic force
Creating rhythms baselines in fourths
Like light rays through a piece of quartz

Souls take flight at the speed the of sound
Rhythms and notes sweet melodies
Manufacture symphony within the dreams
Created deep within the scenes
Those souls create from past routines

If hope seems all but gone
Then I’ve waited far too long
To sing my inner song

I am not sure that you see
That darkness inside me
That blocks out memories
So consciousness agrees

My thoughts will surly cling
To those who cannot bring
A kind of company
Where memories are free

If hope seems all but gone
Then I’ve waited far too long
To sing my inner song

When silence fills the room
My thoughts begin to loom
In lonesomeness to soon
So I just simply compensate
Before it all just seems too late

You cling to who you know
At some point will just show
Despite the fact you see
You both just don’t agree
On what it is in need

If hope seems all but gone
Then I’ve waited far too long
To sing my inner song

Despite the fact I know
It’ll make me feel quite low
This dream just has to go
As someone else’s show

I need to find a way
To start a brand new day
With skills I never had
Not even as a lad
To find a kind of company
Where memories are free

If hope seems all but gone
Then I’ve waited far too long
To sing my inner song

Large window just a single pane
Glass streaked stains of summer rains
Sunrise breaks to make you brave
To seek the view that window gave

A child dreams of what my come
If promises are not undone
Age of course was no reflection
Of days like these stored in collections

Large window just a single pane
Glass streaked stains of summer rains
Sunrise breaks to make you brave
To seek the view that window gave

Cheek planted firmly on cold glass
Straining as the cars go past
In hopes to see that truck at last
Forms condensation from a breath
Of sweet anticipations death

Large window just a single pane
Glass streaked stains of summer rains
Sunrise breaks to make you brave
To seek the view that window gave

A child learns a lesson then
Of anticipations other friends
Broken promises and let downs lend
To inner walls built to defend
A child’s mind from all those things
That addiction brings

A passionate man I likely am
For I would rather lend a hand
To those in need and make a stand
Against those who only fear and hate
And use violence as their escape

I have not had much in my life
Of all of those material things
That people seem to lift so high
For when they fall they will surly die

My life was filled with loss and strife
But out of that comes love of life
And the things we cannot touch
Or scan, and buy with credit cards

A passionate man I likely am
For I would rather lend a hand
To those in need and make a stand
Against those who only fear and hate
And use violence as their escape

I am the luckiest man alive
For I can feel for everyone
It’s not something you touch as real
But those that know me surely feel
My soul is part of nature’s wheel

A passionate man I likely am
For I would rather lend a hand
To those in need and make a stand
Against those who only fear and hate
And use violence as their escape

Bugs in silent flight I see
Within in a summer’s night indeed

Unknown Sonics pounding thru
From distant points of blue
Cause an instinct within in you
To investigate the blues

Bugs in silent flight I see
Within a summer’s night indeed

Snap, crackle pop just in a flow
That wonderful strange orange glow
Of summer fires as they slow
Embers glowing hues of red
Flames of violet blue instead
All dancing deep within your head

Bugs in silent flight I see
Within a summer’s night indeed

Warm eddies from the fire just past
Will surely make a flight to last
While the instinct deep inside of you
Drives you towards those
Distant points of blue

And finally you breach the night
And reach that source for frantic flight
But that distant point of blue
Seems to reveal something new

Bugs in silent flight I see
Within a summer’s night indeed

An Ultra violet light
Is capturing the night
A sonic song to feel
A charge that seems so real
Just sweetening the deal

Sweet instinct deep inside of you
Drives you screaming to the view
So you reach out past the grate
And realize it’s much too late

Bugs in silent flight I see
Within a summer’s night indeed

Ultra-Violet light soon turns at night
To rapture of a bugs whole life
In a brilliant flash of white

Bugs in silent flight I see
Within a summer’s night indeed

A point I make by no mistake
If instinct drives you towards the blues
In search of all the clues of life
You may wrap yourself so tight
As not to see a brilliant white
Even in the deep of night

Bugs in silent flight I see
Within a summer’s night indeed

I need a hat that suits my soul
It’s something I don’t know

I need a hat that suits my mood
Sometimes i am just a little skewed

Perhaps a hat with a cat
So you’ll know I can purr

I cowboy hat I don’t think that
Would suit my urban soul

I baseball cap I think I’d turn
To keep my head from burn

A philosophers hat imagine that
Would set your mind adrift

A poets hat i do know that
Would set my mind adrift
To find some way to lift

I can wear so many hats
There all a part of me
I am not sure which of those hats
Is the one for me

I need a hat that suits my soul
Its something I don't know

I suppose a Jester’s hat
I think we would agree
Would make you smile at me

There was a song so beautiful
All woven in my mind
It came to me quite brilliantly
Complete with every rhyme

A flash of light such a delight
A shimmer so divine
It was just a symphony
Within the shadows of my mind

There was no need to seek a nurse
To pick up every verse
For such a song so beautiful
There’s nothing to coerce

There was a song so beautiful
All woven in my mind
It came to me quite brilliantly
Complete with every rhyme

Somehow in my greatest haste
Distraction captured me
The song that was so beautiful
Had vanished from my thought

Perhaps one day to reappear
All woven in my mind
Complete with every rhyme
With everything in time
I wouldn’t drop a dime
On any other verse
For it is not a curse

I am Say I
I live, l die
I am Say I
I love, I hate
I am Say I
It is my fate

I am Say I
Just some confused
I am Say I
By what you do

Am I Say You
Just a new game
Am I Say You
Just not the same
Am I Say You
Just you’re new muse
Am I Say You
Not who you knew

I am say I
Not too surprised
I am Say I
Somewhat amused

I am Say I
I live I die
I am Say I
I love I hate
I am Say I
Just moving on
I am Say I
There’s no debate

Fourteen and twenty when we met
King and Lincoln you were driving cab
What was the thing I saw in you?
What was the thing you saw in me?

Wisdom from where I had been
Created by the life I’d seen
Often people would just see
That wisdom not the real me

Blinded by a dream within
My mind would always start to spin
From wanting of a family
Despite the fact that I could see
Contradictions deep inside me

Broken ankles waterfalls
Big gulp, rye and sunlight calls
Conversations we once had
Of inner things and future’s path
Our backgrounds were not the same
Fate likes to set things aflame

Twenty four three girls to feed
And worry about their every need
Somehow in those years that past
Our souls had merged
Then broken fast
Two completely different paths

A letter you once wrote to me
That talked of how things should be
A contradiction deep inside of you
Of loving and not loving to
A projection of your illusion
Of what you wanted for conclusion

A guilt caused by repeat history
Had simple closed my heart indeed
For many years as a defense
An easy thing for me you know

Our souls are bound by such a gift
Of the children that we did lift
Those things you said you'd never do
Was it regret that drove you to?

There is no point for it takes two
To push and drive for something new
I wasn't happy way back then
Not for the reasons that you meant

My mind could reason with the thought
With logic, time, hindsight of loss
To me it was simply back and white
Regardless of the wrong and right
A vow meant to be air tight

Despite the fact I did not have
The things that only fathers teach
Which leave a goal for us to reach
I tried my best in all those years
To do the things I wasn't taught

I find peace in what has past
For it is what has molded me
And relish in the though within
That someday they will want to know
That part of me, that's part of them

I draw from it emotions that
Combined with futures unknown path
Soothe my soul and linger long
Inside my mind as inner song

And when i get those hometown blues
That inner song, it is my muse
That lift's my mind to better moods
That cause my soul to be renewed

Blue flash
Oh what a strange orange light
That is seen and felt with a delight

Sweet lightning bolt
Gives your soul a jump a jolt
Of fear and awe and wonderment
Of Mother Nature’s accomplishments

Lost in dreams
Did not anticipate
Crack of thunder brings you around
Deep breathe in sweet adrenaline

What is that?
There’s no mistake
Your mind can smell the rain the lake
And all those things upon the ground
Sweet ozone in its natural form
Caused by summers passing storms

Light rays thru a broken cloud
After summers storms so loud
Piercing rays of polarized light
Like fingers reaching with all their might
Is it all the souls in flight?

Reflections washed in hues of blue
Sweet shades of grey to make it true
Summer storms are not just heard
But felt within a soul that's stirred

What is this thing that I can feel?
I wonder if it’s mutual
But I am not sure that it is real
Perhaps I just misread the deal

If this thing that I can feel
Is something that is actually real?
There must be something we can do
To create some kind of follow thru

Unspoken things create a rift
Even if their meant to lift
When left unspoken for too long
Another wrong does not make right
When two souls can see a light
But neither soul knows where to start

I’d like to meet that side of you
That dreams of these unspoken things
And tell that person that it’s alright
To be the one you are within
Without it feeling like a sin
To follow what's inside a soul

Look forward now
Dark unknown paths
Light is nowhere seen
In yet another dream

The fear soon envelops you
Eyes closed is not the thing do
To face it will a new stance and
Be a soul that feels
Alive with every new sunrise

Face the fear or
It will cause regret
Accept how you want to be
It really simply sets you free

For we all really need to see
What freedom can just really mean
It can be a simple thing
Really since a new grand scheme
Is simply not another dream