Rush
Rush
Hurry
Nothing is worse than
The rush
The bustle of peoples muscles
Pounding pavement
Pushing gas pedals
Standing in Subways
Rush
Rush
Hurry
Don’t let the mind sway or worry
Make it out in traffic
Sit and wait
Just to see if you can take
The
Rush
Rush
Hurry
A thousand miles from my bed
Beat up
Torn
Tired
Bout dead
Blood shot eyed poker
Playing games other my mind
Looking for signs that I am close
To home
Make it in just 7 hours
Through the powers of flight
Through the night I coast
Trying to get home alone
To be joined with my lover
Upon arrival
Greeted with kisses
Back from the road
Because it’s her I’m missin
Airplane skid marks
Over national landmarks
In just a few hours
I will be home
The evening sun
Crackles through the apartment
Reminding us
We are free
The life we live under this sun
Is up to you and me
I can see the dust kick up
As we fold the sheets
Feeling life
In our finger tips
We will make it in a new city
One step at a time
Wooden floors
And vintage heaters
Making note to feed the parking meters
Our life is new
But still the same
We will change anew
In a new place
A new time
We will see it through
Between me and you
I want to know
Who can sing the blues
No care for stories or background
Just the way your voice sounds
So sweet is the irony
For
Back when the blues were constructed
Even now as the legends are being inducted
To the halls of fame
There story was never boring
Never quite lame
The story of these greats
Could make you pause
Even wait
To hear the next lyric
The next verse
To know what adverse
Conditions these men and women faced
We can not reduce this music
To technicalities and perfection
It has been hard born
Since the moment of its inception
I see the value in entertainment
But its straining my understanding
Of what music is
So I fall back to some classic blues
Stories from long ago
And I remember
That music is the sound
That makes life
Enjoyable
Two steps from the crazies
It is truly quite amazing
No matter how I go about it
I find it
Running on the street
Talking to themselves on the sidewalks
Conversations blown up
With only one person who talks
Moving in fluid motion
Among the peace and quite
Among the commotion
Embedded in every situation
Creating abundant amounts of frustrations
Steer clear for a time
I have discovered no
Protective line
Now I watch out for the crazies
Watch what I do
What I say
Mind my own business
Try enjoy my day
Contrast and compare
Leaving the soul in despair
Defining moments come through
Preparation and function
Losing all thoughts in deliberate motion
When all is lost
The path seems insurmountable
Breathtaking and long
There will be only one chance left
Of one lone singer
One lone song
Rents going up
Places made by artist
Now have become sought after
By the big name boutiques
In the vintage book store
People are talking
300% is the new going rate
There is no way
We can pay
These new fee’s
This street will soon be filled with
Boutiques and galleries
At that point it will cease to exist
When the artist move out
The high dollar
The new list
I only observe
I am new blood
My heart was drawn by her story
In the book store on the corner
For some reason
The feeling of isolation
Does not bother me
Ostracized
Rather than welcome
Is something that I find welcomed
For in the subtle disapproval
I found
Holding steadfast
To my own principles
Some will appreciate this
Others will laugh and dismiss
Find something
Refuse to cave in
It has taught me that what people
Find important
Is not always important to me
That is all that I needed to see
To understand that if I stand tall
Don’t give in
The reward of being me
Alone amongst a crowd
Rewards the soul more
When I fall asleep at night
That is really all
I can ask for
Let the day slip
Let it slide
Why not just give in
Pay for one more
Overpriced
Taxi ride
Fall short
Give in
No matter
What
State your in
You have to keep up with the city
Or it will flatten you
Leaving you thin
And brittle
Unstable
And dwindle
I’ll hang on
Give it all
For my bones will hold thick
Not allowing me to fall
I took my friend from Sweden to the JFK
As we stood looking out the window of the train
I heard her say
That the Manhattan skyline made her remember the city
Trains passing by
Yet oh so pretty
NYC set on the evening sky
I will miss this place said with a sigh
Upon which it dawned on me
How lucky we are
To be
Citizens of this beautiful
Amazing
Country
What others would do to be come one
Get married, fall in love, sneak in, to get it done
But me I am set on this land
Born 20 steps from Lake Michigan
I found my pride
My soul
My heart owned
This seductive city
To call my own
But with pride comes
Responsibility
From sea to shining sea
We make this land great
Or terrible
It’s as easy as our demeanor
Can make it wondrous
Or meaner
We represent this city to travelers
Make it proud from skyscraper
To gravel
Take a moment to recall
What it means to be American
What all it is
What pride and joy
That we live in a great land
Our hearts deploy
A Cup of Songwriting 