Thinking You Can

Every day I wake up with a song
a prayer for the plight of the living
Every night I struggle to keep that faith
Lost in my lonely forgiving

I’ll admit all the broken plans
If you’d come back for a moment and take my hand
Brush my tears and take this pain
Give it up like you did – again
Give it up like you did again

Sometimes it seemed like life was too long
Then I had to wish a ciao to my brother
I can recall what the days were about
When I scattered those ashes of mother
Too sad about dad and my sister

I’ll admit all the broken plans
If you’d come back for a moment and take my hand
Brush my tears and take this pain
Give it up like you did – again
Give it up like you did again

I called your name
cries echoing into winds
I’ve called your name and seen your face
until chilly gusts blew it away again
I’ll admit all the broken plans
If you’d come back for just this moment and take my hand
Brush my tears and take this pain
Don’t give me up again
And I think you can

I think you can
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Ways To Borrow and Steal

I think about a time when life was simpler than now

I waste a day-time, a night-time, a good-time

a life-time

and still I haven’t learned how.

 

Battle-lines are being drawn by preachers and poets today

come on little sisters and brothers of others

let’s join hands there’s still time to pray

Starry nights and different sunsets from Malibu to F-L-A

All the ways to borrow and steal

dreams we feel and conceal

though it always comes down to repay

 

There’s the road

(Light-beamed for you)

What a load

(we can carry more)

Stories lost and told

(there’s more coming)

for the rest of your days

 

You stood by the river and watched as they pushed my Soul in

you felt me drowning in sorrow

getting deeply over-borrowed with time I would never regain

. . . and all that pain

What is shame? (You’ll know soon)

Share this blame (He answered that too)

for the rest of your days

 

Battle lines are being drawn by the preachers and poets today

come on little sisters and brothers of others

let’s join hands there’s still time to pray

(take my hand there’s still time to pray)

 

Starry nights and different sunsets from Malibu to F-L-A

all the ways to borrow and steal dream we feel and conceal

though it always comes down to repay

 

There’s the road (Light beamed for you)

What a load (we can carry more)

Stories lost and told (there’s more coming)

for the rest of your days

 

Battle lines are being drawn by the preachers and poets today

it’s your war zone, your I-Phone, your good stone, your monotone

your toys always give you away

Free money, and honey, and skies suddenly sunny

. . . so, come on little sister and brothers of others  . . .

 

Come on all you Angels

come on all you Lovers

rip off all your covers, forgiveness is all yours today

then join hands and dance time away

 

 

 

 

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Put Your Hand In Mine

Didn’t you fill my eyes with a teardrop

didn’t you feel my soul cry out at all

don’t you miss a time when life was different

 

Put your hand in mine

(know my love)

Put your faith in me

and know that I love you

(Je t’aime)

 

Didn’t you know when I was dying

didn’t you see me when I was trying

Comment allez vous

Girl, I love you

Comment je suis

I told you yesterday

 

Qu’est ce que tu veux savioir

I’ll tell you why it’s magic

Je te le dirai encore une autre fois

You’ll know it is magique

 

But didn’t you feel me when I was bleeding

didn’t you hear my breathe residing

ahh, put your hand in mine

Ca pourrait entre correct

It would be so fine when you tell me

that it’s magique

It will be so fine when you tell me

we are magic

 

 

 

 

 

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Un

We were in love

we used to fight

now we pretend that we’re alright

 

We used to stare

we used to talk

we’d sometimes cry

along the way

we weren’t so brave

feelings fall asleep

then more dreams die

at least we kept our faces dry

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In Love With A One Night Stand

Lady lonely as the sun goes down

slowly pacing “M” Street – Georgetown

Tonight she’s tired of just foolin’ around

gotta get down – deep

deep

In love with a boy in a band

she wants to fall in love with a one-night stand

 

She’s in love

(feels real this time)

same as last week

(with a different man)

lonely, she says “hold me”

“hold me tigther, if you can”

(this time it feels so right)

she brands him with the warmth of lips and hand

tonight she’s back in love with another man

lonely, she’s in love with a one-night stand

 

Her girlfriend said “won’t you just stay home?”

she’s too stolen by this need

walking down “M” Street

passing all the guys

(they can see it in her eyes)

feel her heart bleed

time for one more drink

then she can leave

lonely, down, though now feeling grand

she’s ready to fall in love with a one-night stand

she’s gonna fall in love with a one-night stand

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White Water’s Home

Came across some fine cocaine

those white lines

driving hard toward my brain . . .

Can you do too much?

I’ll try to tell you after

I do this next touch . . .

C-o-c-a-i-n-e

 

We might never feel the same – again.

Ladanyi has his, mine here on me

when the snowflakes fall fast

never scream “What a pity!”

My heart’s beating hard,

take the blade to my wrist

but I won’t slice

as the white feels so nice . . .

came across some fine cocaine

 

Just blew another line,

expensive taste in this place,

won’t leave hardly a trace,

as the lines get larger here in outer space  . . .

 

Chopped it so fine

What an art

What a craft

We need a raft

sailing the white water’s home.

Came across some fine (let’s do another line)

c-o-c-a-i-n-e

 

 

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Break A Biscuit

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I never did it to a minimum

I always took the points just to have the lead
I pressed my plays
stayed up the nights
I slept the days away

I wanna find a freak to break a biscuit with me
nobody ever said that I’m not free
I always pushed it one step further, you know
lookin’ for a life of anarchy
and freaks are driving me
crazy

Days gone, they were amassing on the streets
some turned the corner wearing shirts and ties
many joined a band to be discrete
and freaks are driving me
crazy

I always did it to a maximum
breaking biscuits with a chosen few
always took it to a max
in a scared way, I’d say
time’s coming to take time to relax
but freaks were driving me
crazy

I wanna find a freak to break a biscuit with me
nobody ever said that I’m not free
I always pushed it one step further, you know
lookin’ for a life of anarchy
and freak are driving me
crazy

-6/23/81

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Strung Out

Did I stare you out or,

did you stare me out?

We are too old to believe in surprise

It could be a mistake

not to make a break

I’m so strung out on your eyes

 

Now I’ve felt this way

in a different day

it was during my early tries

Could it be a mistake

not to make a break

I’m so strung out on your eyes

 

Not time to say it yet

and the pressures I regret

always time left to hold disguise

It would be a mistake

to make another break

I’m so strung out on your eyes

 

Did you stare me out, or

did I stare you out

doesn’t matter when we both realize

there is room for mistakes

guess it’s just the breaks

I’m so strung out on your eyes

When I look away

I see you anyway

I’m so strung out on your eyes

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Love Me Honey, Divorce Me Baby

Standing on your hind legs,

Begging for my teardrops,

Your mouth open, thirsty . . .

 

I’m the Potomac

I’m the Mississippi

I’m the sleazy side of this pristine city

 

You took me lower

than down the corner

You took me nowhere

I’d not been before

You reduce me to a lower fraction,

That’s your action, honey

That’s your action

 

I made you, Miss Prosecutor,

But I’m sick of playing on defense,

You soliciting my unwed mothers,

Frozen fully-dressed under covers,

That’s your action

 

Standing on your hind legs

Out of biscuits, baby?

Your mouth open, panting

Waiting on some action, maybe?

 

I’m the Amazon,

You took me lower than that deep

Yo mistook me for your pity

Love, guess I’m even sleazy for this side of the city

 

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Sun and Scent

Basking in her heat

bathing in her warmth

until melting days became today

 

Love-paralyzed like a freeway-deer,

caught in headlights

I curse the day

Fear let her drift away

 

Down

on my scuffed knees praying,

I cry knowing

some day I would

live up to letting her down

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