Swaying in the palm trees
The last cast of the sunshine rays
Over the mountains
That bring you to the city
Where the flow of wind slows
During the winter
And just the ripe of trees
Set out to see the morning off
Take in the sun of hope
As we learn to love under the
Lights of Christmas Eve
The lights of a desert Christmas
Shine over the valley
Sparkling reds and greens
In unison
Come together
Over the dim light night sky
And waning
A simple sway of the palm trees
Brings good memories
Of Cactus in bloom
In the evening news
So take this Christmas
And live with every sweet breathe
I take
The coffin hopes of the world
From birth to grave
The worlds finest hours
Bring out what we can save
Take it lightly and go forth
Make the world a place to be proud of
Before it’s too late
In the depth of fog
And cold
That has brought upon the season of Christmas
The last leaf
Hangs in the distance
As we prepare our fireplaces and hearths
For a distant glow
Of warmth
The last leaf holds hearty in the season
Giving us hope
For life amidst the darkness
Can life be abundant
In the adversity
Of the season of retreat
Rather
Can the fruits of life
Be born
From underneath
So take the hold of a new life
In a winter of darkness
The flower blooms up
From the death and frozen
Below
Tinderbox of the world
Waiting for the match
That can undue the progress
But alas
Is it even the fear
That we have
But rather we must see
The hope through the ashes
From a world
That has been pulled back
From the ledge
Of the depth of brashness
Undone from the beginning gun
Run
Run
From the losses that reign
Triumphant over humanity
Take the feather of the bird
And place it in your hand
Only to have the wind blow away the
Delicate fibers
Then you will understand
News upon the horizon
Can spell disaster now
Upon the once great
Old town
How to know the truth
From behind the curtain
The mask laid bare
The mourning of the confusion
Subtle lies
To make the world
Lay down
So take the lead
From the world
At large
We are twisted in the world
Made in the darkness of night
For the darkness grows in weakness
In the lack of light and air
The wickedness grows like roots
In a tale twisted in fate
The fire of truth being extinguished
But not fearing
For the light will return
And the truth will win
On a day that no one
Expects
What is that in the distance
Cool but even
In a world destroyed in the aftermath of
Desperation and manipulation
The tables of time have turned
Upon their heads
The salve of the hour
Has arrived
As the searing truth
Has yielded to the seeing
A blinding light
And to those who are aware
And look away
They shall rejoice
In the light of day
That has come from the truth
For only the truth
Can set us free
The blinding light of searing truth
Turn the righteous away blind
Those meek souls who are protected
Rejoice in the truth
For the light has set them free
A Cup of Songwriting 