These were written during my stay at a Super 8 motel in upstate New York:
Where the River Runs Deep
Where the river runs deep
Deep into the heart of the world
If man is the son
And the sun was God
Mother the earth
Her tears the drink that flows
From her eyes in the Nile
Where does all life end?
Where does it end?
Take Me
Take me to a place where life is free:
The choices are green
The trees never shed their leaves;
Take me to a place where I can hold your face:
Dress you up in lace
The feeling we share will never be replaced;
Take me to a world that knows no hate:
Love is like heaven’s gate
I’ll take sugar for my tea any day;
Keep me in your heart, don’t let me go away:
Say that you want me to stay
I’ve got miles to go, but this place
Is where I wish to lay.
Song To A Lost Love
The year was ’86
We were young and full of sin
Our dreams was a yellow brick road
Oh, how hard life is as it goes.
Do you remember us lying in the backyard
Under the moon and her sparkling stars
We wished on Cassiopeia
That we would remain friends even when no one dared;
Those days they come to me
In the midst of trembling dreams
I try chasing them away while watching T.V. and sipping beer
But your eyes, they haunt me,
Coward that I was, I ran away.
Now September has turn to June
You were here, but now you’re gone too soon
I stopped by your grave to say goodbye
But I can’t stop these tears from falling down my eyes.
No, I can’t stop these tears from falling down my eyes.
PhilOyok 