Jacque’s Song

VERSE I

Summer parks

Cool pools

Picking up 

And skipping school

Can’t wait until the weekend

Make it out of this place
Getting in trouble 
A bit too soon
But bring me those summer nights
And bright moons
VERSE II

We ran from park to park

Staying light and free

Dodging all the eyes

Looking at you and me

Just hold on 

We are inches from being free
CHORUS
Getting in trouble 
A bit too soon
But bring me those summer nights
And bright full moons
BRIDGE
We make our way

In this life 

Holding hand

Feeling alright

Sand and swings

Let’s make this moment

Everything 
Getting in trouble 
A bit too soon
But bring me those summer nights
And bright full moons

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Yesterday’s Wars

We can’t talk about yesterday

When the vitals 

Are happening right now

In the moment

When the words fall short

No returning to precious fair

Previous affairs

I hold concern for the current

Not the past

But words craft

A simple talking point

When the conversations been lost

How we spend time

Dwelling on

Yesterday’s wars

When tomorrow’s are

Sitting on our front door

Roll Call

I know you want security

Hope and a home

Somewhere to go

To be alone

You and me

How do we balance

Freedom

With a sense of equality

To be loved

Yet not alone

When our legs our tired

To find a home

When the money comes through

When the investment pays off

Might be tomorrow

Or never

The life we live

We have chosen and embraced freely

The roll call being made

Reminds us of the toll it takes

 

Begin Again

Hello

Back again

I am

How is it that when

The open road calls

The mind goes quiet

Simply put

But back in my chair

Armed with new ideas

Opportunities

New experiences from

Across the country

Again I write

I reunite with a friend

I truly

Begin again