Snow Snow
Go away
Come back some other
What the hell
It’s snowing again
Snow Snow
Go away
Come back some other
What the hell
It’s snowing again
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Gazing Ball Responsiblity
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Freedom outlined with responsibility
Sounds so trivial
So silly
But the concepts upon which
Failure and success
Of our free country
Hinge
Are within
The two words mentioned
Herein
With freedom comes responsibility
Not political commitment
Or rigid views
Simple daily responsibility
Of citizens
Me
And you
No questions raised
About money, religion, or race
Equality to all
Under the human race
Let us be responsible for what we do
What we say
How we act
How we pay
For creations made responsibly
Temptations and challenge
Run rampant at our fingertips
Accessing the world
In just a few clicks
But with this gazing ball of wonder
You cannot underestimate
Your responsibility
To the greater mankind
So please be kind
Be helpful
A great nation
Flawed indeed
But if there is one call we can heed
Whether a conservative or a liberal
Is mutual respect for each other
And our responsibility
To make the world better
So that from sea to shining sea
We can create something beautifully
With true responsibility
From me to you
And you to me
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Liquid Lights
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The polar vortex winter
What the heck is that
Where hot and cold intersect
Casting a spinner on the midwest
Over Chicago, Gary, and South Bend
The rust belt on lake Michigan’s end
A vortex
Sets 4 feet of snow on the deck
I am amazed at the violence this
Storm creates
Thrashing cars on highways
Like liquid lights on the road
It is unlike any winter I have known
Where the volatile winds blow
The crushing cold
Oh the cold
It seems unbearable
Stopping pumping engines in its tracks
Planes left running
On snow filled tarmacs
A smack
Of this winter vortex
Sets us spinning
Holding on to wheels
Less like driving
More like swimming
I hope to see the end
We just pull up a chair and watch
The true entertainer
The dropping thermometer
Watching it fall
Way below what I have ever known
Freezing finger tips instantly
With a frigid blast
I can only hope
This vortex
Is my first and my last
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Man Cut Short
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So the world goes
A man wakes up
A man goes to sleep
Yet you should know
That every night
Small thoughts
Creep through his head
Crawling
Embarking
Embedding
Deep in his thoughts
These weaknesses
These flaws
Crack
Grow
And seal a certain fate
For a man
Who leaves these cracks
Unattended
Is the man whose life
Gone
Way before it should have ended
Oh we are trying to leave
Yea we’re trying to make our way
But we can’t
No we can’t no no no
Lord we can’t
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Turnpike turned all white
These semis turned upright
Lord keep me away
From these wicked roads today
Driving around
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I’ve got time to burn
There is one thing I’ve learned
Holding on going on
Make my way through this song
I won’t take too long
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We shut lights out late
The snow won’t go away
Burnin candles in daylight
Makin’ me feel all right
In this winter cold
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Oh I know
Oh, yes I know
It will be alright
I’ll hold
I’ll hold you close
Through the cold
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Oh we are trying to go
Where this ole road, goes, rolls
Oh I know Oh I know
That’s there’s oh so long to go
With you
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When I turned seventeen
So long ago it seems
27 I’ll make my way
Hear what mom and dad have to say
Bout me now
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We are going to find a life
On America’s east side
Good friends left behind
This was the only time
To get away
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Turn-in the countryside
For those city lights
A studio with some clothes
Good lord we got to go
And make it big
I try to move
Snow
I try to plan
Snow
I try to move again
More snow
I try to plan again
Even more snow
Brooklyn bound
Giving up the simple life
Now the eternal city sound
Subways for farms
Working hard
Waking up to early alarms
Because me and my girl
Are Brooklyn bound
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We have waited
Grown
And anticipated
What will become of us
Once we break the state border
To bust
Through unto the city light
Headed east
Feeling alright
We are making a new home
Now that we are
Brooklyn bound
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No more unneeded belongings
Scaling back to necessity
Some clothes and a guitar
Her and me
Praying the car holds up
Keeps us safe and alive
Warm in the evening
Starts up at night
Moving out to make a new home
Now that we are Brooklyn bound
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Simple goodbyes will not do
We have love for family
Embedded deep for me and you
We will hug our parents tight
Make sure the dogs are alright
We will drive straight through the night
Cause when the mailman comes back around
Our car will be gone
To our new home Brooklyn bound
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Quiet creaking house
Computer keys crunch quietly
Under wooden adjustments made overhead
The moon still high
The sun yet to have shed
A light on the new day
Cold and dreary
Making my way through the world
Flurry
I will attend the funeral
Pray my peace
Offer up my best
For the souls that rest
Life bustles on outside the church
As it always does
On a cold January morning
While we pray inside
Once the ceremony is over
The prayers said
We will face the cold
Make our ways back to life
Fall asleep again
Breathe again
Talk again
We will take a moment
And then walk through the door
As the week starts again
We fall asleep on Sunday
And wake anew
For it is another Monday
Cellophane Pictures
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Cellophane pictures
Cell phones
Talking
Bitter feelings
Emerge
Conceding nothing
Taking everything
Consumer products
Produced with ideals
Placement perfect
A mechanical seal
Touching fingers nimble
A relevant symbol
Memories commemorated
Can be used and heard
With these
Cellophane pictures