WINTER
Wind
Long ago when I was quiet, I used to listen to the wind
It would rustle through the tree and take my mind away
I would sing to the freedom it gave
I never had to worry where we’d go, and everyone I met there seemed to know
It was me
Love has come and love has gone, isolation settles in
And when I held you I would ask
Can’t you stay awhile?
She’d cling so very tight, and with the light became the wind
(So it ends; begins) 12/5/83
No Wonder
Seems to me they’re saying how you’ll never cling
Burdened by your ever clever mind
Should they all be asking what I see in you
Perhaps I ought to say don’t waste your time
Is it any wonder I feel love at all?
Keeping all those angles well define
Holding in the laughter trying to explain
It’s more involved than pleading love is blind
So maybe all I’m asking is “hey be mine”
Careful not to miss those big blue eyes
And no one really questions I’m in love with you
It’s just a matter of knowing why 9/3/83
The Fall From Grace
I can see her swaying to the song on the stereo
In her eyes you see she very close to bitter tears
Winter comes and winter goes, but the chill remains in her heart
I was only trying to lend a hand and a little heat
No said I had to do it, it was my choice
In peace she teeters on the brink, never knowing what to say
In war she is the casualty that makes you stay
Now she softly crying to the child of her soul
Lamenting of her need to be free, again
Her children often wonder what they’ll do when I’m gone
I can only hold them and let them know it isn’t me
When they’re grown perhaps they’ll understand it isn’t me
I wrote so many songs for her, she listening to them now
Perhaps that’s all I was, a sad song on the stereo 10/12/83
Mirror
Time again, I see
You were running it seems for so long
But now you’re home again
Smiles for everyone, pleasant thoughts for the day
Well, oh, I’ve seen this face before
Oh, looking at me
You say such sweet things I can’t ever say
In your eye I see forgiveness for love that you don’t know
But, in the darkness it isn’t easy trying to believe that
Everything will find you someday
Like you finding me
Oh, love is easy, love is easy in a dream 2/6/84
Trade
Soft as the rain, my my, how I feel it
Drawing me near, whisper sweetly I am here
Calling my eyes, how I need it
Ready, begin, here I go
Too many days I’ve seen rusted steel (would rather be)
The green of the trees filled with light
Running free on those cloudless days
Like a wondering child; life renewed
I planted my pain, gave it light, gave it water
Out by the sea made my trade
Came from the blue of the ocean, flowers for friends
To the end a smile and a song
Cooled by the breeze, warmed by the sun, shaded by trees
I never believed I could miss them
Through fluorescent light I hear them calling
So there I will go, for its pleasures I will stay 9/19/8
Crying
Crying, oh no, oh no, please don’t leave me crying
Oh no, oh no, please don’t leave me crying
Silent eyes, silent memory, distant thoughts keep calling
He was yours, young and cunning; do it all for me
So you do, so you love him as he fades from view, cry
Oh no, oh no, don’t leave me crying
Oh no, oh no, don’t you leave me crying
Love is stranger; love is red as you move together
Tried your best, strength and reason
But lonely hearts won’t rest, crying
Oh no, oh no, please don’t leave me crying
Oh no, oh no, please don’t leave me crying
Long past, best forgotten, rolling on the breeze
See it all, feel him tremble, share it all; no questions
Light heart, says he loves you, knowing he may be crying
Oh no, oh no, don’t you leave me crying
Oh no, oh no, don’t you leave me crying 8/22/83
A to B
Towards the end it was just another story to tell
To the people who’d come and go
Paint a picture with several different colors
And try to make them see that it really changed
Who would notice at all, to be polite, it was just another story I had to tell
To all the people who never really knew me, who’d never really noticed the
Change in me
Life is simply a stretch of time, a simple method to pace the mind
From A to B
So you have to begin, slowly for the moment, building to the point
Where you feel it slide right into the morning light
It’s not a matter of where it really started, no, more the brutal fact
That it didn’t work
Childish feelings that love is something special and always very pretty
And never mean
I was in love with love more than in love with her
To see the problems that made it fail
Being truly naïve I would always believe it was surely the last of me
Life as always would move along, through the sorrows and through the songs
From A to B
So you have to begin, slowly for the moment, building to the point
Where you feel it slide right into the morning light
So what’s the moral, my friends, where is the message that saves
What is the meaning of what’s been said?
Where is the hope for all my silly dreams for the times when everything
Just falls apart
I feel so much in love, but is it something that real or just words I say
Trying simply to do the things you said you would do
And not be beaten by yesterday
Life and movement, they blend with time
Just like everything else you find
From A to B
So you have to begin, slowly for the moment, building to the point
Where you feel it slide right into the morning light 2/16/84
Talk To Me
Can it be with your wandering eyes that you look for me?
In places and ways that make it hard to detect what you’re feeling?
But somewhere inside, you, you act so afraid of the price that you pay
When I say, talk to me
I try to believe I know how you feel, it’s only pretend
I don’t know your sorrows, I don’t feel your pain, but I offer again
Deep in those soft sighs, how can I explain I need to believe
So please, talk to me
I know that you’re trying; I know that it’s hard
If you need to see me I have the time
Well. Smile again and tell me you’re fine, as I’m going
And I’ll splash your picture all over this page of my life
If you’re uneasy, if your heart starts to pound you may need to leave
But before you go, talk to me 2/17/84
A Screamer’s Farewell
So it comes again and the debt is paid
You bargained out your life and the brothers they stayed
Bobby’s lost and dying, for the color of the day
Now I have drawn the shades and killed my dreams
You are free my love, free, free, free
So go and live tomorrow and forget about me
Many hear my cries and many wear my smile
Even though I say farewell, you’ll see me for a while
In desperate souls with bloody eyes screaming for the peace
Some may think it mad if you miss me when I’m gone
Some hearts they never heal but you will move on
And remember that like my passing
The winter turns to spring 2/28/84