The lonely ones
Start early
And end late
They find a path
Constructed
From paper machete
From the grounds of
Sacred hollow
The lonely ones
Have a tough
Pill to swallow
The lonely ones
Changing our world
In silence
The Lonely Ones
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Foggy City
Foggy city
With its grey hues
Haven’t been back in a while
So I’m past due
A city
A world
New York City airport
Love and live
Hope and sin
It’s been a while
And I’m glad to be back
Straight Ahead He Said
Straight ahead
With no deviation
One handed guide
Swiftly through the nation
Embalmed with lies
Far and wide
You could see the twinkle
Lost in his eyes
Straight ahead he said
With no remotes
Stay consistent
Stay in course
When It Turns
When it turns
Upside down
Other sides
Of a forgotten town
We know the future
The uncertain past
Welcome home
We loved through
The past
Terrible Days
Terrible
Days
Can I come back
Stay back
How to style the
Right words
To say
Some days
Are just terrible
Days
Reflections on Hands
Reflections
On time passed
Opportunities
Taken
Friendships that last
The future holds what I do not know
Or understand
So I appreciate today
I appreciate the land
Where I end up
Is out of my hands
Great Days
Can there be greatness
Ahead
When it seems
That the old theories
Of relativity
Can no longer be read
The days we must learn
From our mistakes
Straight on
Sail
With full intention set
That good days
Lay ahead
Tidy Lies
Tidy lies
Closed eyes
Open with triggers
From words
Said
Clear
Crystal
Reminders
Of lies
Told perfectly
In the public eye
Mean a Thing
The old fears
Dried up tears
Move up
Move out
All the changes happen
In specific time
And moments
We remove ourselves
To see the grand scheme
By it doesn’t mean a thing
When your heart is torn
Sweet Sunday
Sweet Sunday’s
Holding on
To the love
Of the ground
And the sky above
Sweet Sunday
Before Monday
Let’s hold a new light
Into the week
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