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Archive for the month “July, 2013”

So Many and So Many Times

Some days I mourn for the might have been

And long for the things that seem lost

The fame, the road, and the roaring of fans

The romance, the lights, and the kisses they’d toss

 

I wonder if I’d have made a different choice

Would I be who I have become?

And then the keys or guitar or the woman I love

Calm my fears and they welcome me home

 

Living as me is a puzzle I’ve found

Battered and buffered in the waves of sound

The roaring of wind and sighs of the sea

A shattered canoe but yet again found

 

I’ve tried and I’ve tried as hard as I know

In a sea the color of rhymes

The storms and calm times they’ve ebbed and they flowed

I’ve failed so many and so many times

 

Quiet at night I listen to her breathe

And I rest near the touch of her skin

The dreams and nightmares all fade away

As I look toward tomorrow again

Martha

Martha, oh Martha where’s the ketchup?
Martha, oh where’s the blueberry jam?
Martha, you do it all and then some
Oh but Martha, do you know who I AM?
Oh Martha.., better ask who I AM!

Haunted by dreams of the might have been
Keep on tryin’ and then try again
Look back in time, put your nose to the grindstone
Get it all done and do it all alone

You got lists, others make lists for you
No time for you to ponder about
Put one foot just in front of the other
Always angry but you can’t let it out…

Sometimes it seems others do it different
Sometimes you think you might change things up
But people are beggin’ for your time and know-how
They want you to fill their empty cup

Martha, oh Martha where’s the ketchup?
Martha, oh where’s the blueberry jam?
Martha, you do it all and then some
Oh but Martha, do you know who I AM?
Oh Martha.., better ask who I AM!

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