I have a confession, Dad.
What to say?
I want to be the hero
you will not need
to meet the eyes that won't understand
to reveal the secret
and turn the key to you
But how do I explain?
How do I sum it all up?
How your shadow fills me
alone in the dark
on those cold mornings
when I light the family fires
When I face ingratitude
When I lose control
When I see blue-black steel
I tried to explain
and give it to you as a gift
but I left us drowning in a somber sea
Words always fail me
and I wind up spinning pinwheels
when I wish to move the stars
So your life will speak for itself
and does not need me after all
And will be misunderstood
and wrongfully judged
and hailed
and missed
And at that moment that I dread the most
Leave me
with nothing left to say
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Saturday, April 12, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Jump (song lyric)
You talk to me in fairy tales
of long forgotten dreams
Our happily-ever-after love
was harder than it seemed
You think you've had enough
You think you've the right to jump
You talk about the could've beens
talk of what you lost
Is the price you paid for love
more than what it costs?
You think you've had enough
You think you've the right to jump
Someday when you're off and on your own...
Someday when your free from what we called a home
You knew exactly someday what you'd say
But now you stand there silent you're somedays come today
You think you've had enough
You think you've the right to jump
Cause you've had enough
Don't give you the right to jump
Jump
What am I supposed to say?
What do you want to hear?
Is forgiveness what you seek
or is it what you fear?
You think you've had enough
You think you've the right to jump
Jump
Cause you've had enough
Don't give you the right to jump
Jump
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of long forgotten dreams
Our happily-ever-after love
was harder than it seemed
You think you've had enough
You think you've the right to jump
You talk about the could've beens
talk of what you lost
Is the price you paid for love
more than what it costs?
You think you've had enough
You think you've the right to jump
Someday when you're off and on your own...
Someday when your free from what we called a home
You knew exactly someday what you'd say
But now you stand there silent you're somedays come today
You think you've had enough
You think you've the right to jump
Cause you've had enough
Don't give you the right to jump
Jump
What am I supposed to say?
What do you want to hear?
Is forgiveness what you seek
or is it what you fear?
You think you've had enough
You think you've the right to jump
Jump
Cause you've had enough
Don't give you the right to jump
Jump
copyright2008t.ewing
The Ties That Bind (Song Lyric)
The vows we make
The ties that bind
Your broken heart
Your grieving mind
The faceless days
The endless nights
The who was wrong
The who was right
The ties that bind
The winter chill
The summer wine
Friends of yours
Not friends of mine
The people that
You thought you knew
The same old me
This brand new you
The ties that bind
CHORUS
Innocence
Stubborn pride
Guilt we share
Thoughts you hide
In a sense
The angry why
Sets me free
Breaks these ties
The ties that bind
The love that came
But didn't stay
Those simple words
I didn't say
Not black or white
But shades of grey
The perfect sense
Of disarray
The ties that bind
(Repeat Chorus)
The dancing hall
The country club
The holy church
The corner pub
It's nothing more
But so much less
The overcrowd
Of loneliness
The ties that bind
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The ties that bind
Your broken heart
Your grieving mind
The faceless days
The endless nights
The who was wrong
The who was right
The ties that bind
The winter chill
The summer wine
Friends of yours
Not friends of mine
The people that
You thought you knew
The same old me
This brand new you
The ties that bind
CHORUS
Innocence
Stubborn pride
Guilt we share
Thoughts you hide
In a sense
The angry why
Sets me free
Breaks these ties
The ties that bind
The love that came
But didn't stay
Those simple words
I didn't say
Not black or white
But shades of grey
The perfect sense
Of disarray
The ties that bind
(Repeat Chorus)
The dancing hall
The country club
The holy church
The corner pub
It's nothing more
But so much less
The overcrowd
Of loneliness
The ties that bind
copyright2008t.ewing
Thursday, February 7, 2008
A Christening Photograph
a Christening photograph
father child mother
a formidable background
under gentle weight
the child rests securely in
Gothic hands with the semblance of stone
a granite caress
a rock a tower a pillar
watch the eyes
mind's mortar cracked
thought's seep through to
another time
same trio
after the funeral side of the road
your father's death has chipped
the stoic facade
I watch
you raise those heavy hands
damming the flooded pools
hidden tears behind a wall of stone
gripping the wheel
you drive on
these hands
hold the memory
those hands
cradle the infant
similar not the same
time deepens cracks and crevasses
yet gazing at you
a solitary unprotected tear
baptizes us both
in a somber sea
copyright 2008 t. ewing
father child mother
a formidable background
under gentle weight
the child rests securely in
Gothic hands with the semblance of stone
a granite caress
a rock a tower a pillar
watch the eyes
mind's mortar cracked
thought's seep through to
another time
same trio
after the funeral side of the road
your father's death has chipped
the stoic facade
I watch
you raise those heavy hands
damming the flooded pools
hidden tears behind a wall of stone
gripping the wheel
you drive on
these hands
hold the memory
those hands
cradle the infant
similar not the same
time deepens cracks and crevasses
yet gazing at you
a solitary unprotected tear
baptizes us both
in a somber sea
copyright 2008 t. ewing
Odd
Strike the blow
Rent the veil
Tear it asunder
Speak now or
Hold your peace
Fear the silence
Cut the ties
Slice the bands
Rip it apart
Close the lid
Throw the dirt
Bury it deep
Shed the tear
Lick the salt
Taste it bitter
Drink it down
Throw it up
Choke on it
Betray the trust
Lie to truth
Convince your self
Cards are laid
Dice are thrown
Life goes on
Rent the veil
Tear it asunder
Speak now or
Hold your peace
Fear the silence
Cut the ties
Slice the bands
Rip it apart
Close the lid
Throw the dirt
Bury it deep
Shed the tear
Lick the salt
Taste it bitter
Drink it down
Throw it up
Choke on it
Betray the trust
Lie to truth
Convince your self
Cards are laid
Dice are thrown
Life goes on
Footsteps in the Forest
The starter's gun shot choas
The frantic flood of harried hoofbeats
Left nature's silence bleeding
Upon the forest floor.
Spilling through the meadow
With flailing arms and jumbled breath
Awkward bodies in jangled motion
Tripping down the hillside.
But somewhere near the water's edge
In shadows of the wood
With purpose-filled hearts and harmonious strides
We distanced ourselves from the rest.
Then we breathed the rays of sunlight
Felt the blood course in our veins
And heard nature echo the single sound
Of footsteps in the forest.
Your foot still treads those wooded paths
My thoughts run through these lines
The race changed, once one of innocence
Now numbers and measures and time.
We are jostled one day into the next
Our time is not our own
The world has knocked us out of sync
Tangled, stumbling, losing balance.
But when I feel the discord,
Seeking isolation from this world,
I reach back in the shadows
Searching for the water's edge.
And there I breathe the sunlight
Feel your blood course in my veins
And hear the single-sounding echo
Of footsteps in the forest.
copyright 2008 t. ewing
The frantic flood of harried hoofbeats
Left nature's silence bleeding
Upon the forest floor.
Spilling through the meadow
With flailing arms and jumbled breath
Awkward bodies in jangled motion
Tripping down the hillside.
But somewhere near the water's edge
In shadows of the wood
With purpose-filled hearts and harmonious strides
We distanced ourselves from the rest.
Then we breathed the rays of sunlight
Felt the blood course in our veins
And heard nature echo the single sound
Of footsteps in the forest.
Your foot still treads those wooded paths
My thoughts run through these lines
The race changed, once one of innocence
Now numbers and measures and time.
We are jostled one day into the next
Our time is not our own
The world has knocked us out of sync
Tangled, stumbling, losing balance.
But when I feel the discord,
Seeking isolation from this world,
I reach back in the shadows
Searching for the water's edge.
And there I breathe the sunlight
Feel your blood course in my veins
And hear the single-sounding echo
Of footsteps in the forest.
copyright 2008 t. ewing
Monday, January 14, 2008
New Hope Revisited
This is to give A.J. some background as he translates poem to music. As you know, there is a town named New Hope, I did live there, and I worked as a bartender at a place called John and Peter's. I was also just divorced, working as a framer, finishing my college degree, and student teaching. My life was fairly insane on many levels so why not move to the capital. The only way to stand out in New Hope was to be "normal". Wear a pink too-too while riding a unicycle with a heroin needle hanging out your arm? Your good. It was great at first. Everything was new or at least different. Funny thing about crazy though, when it becomes normal, it loses it's edge. Working at the bar, the gay's outrageousness, the biker's bad ass bravado, the drugs, the tattoo's, the madness......became boring and old. It led me to brood on the idea of new hope. There is no "new" hope. It's really just the same old hope or perhaps the absence of hope altogether. Perhaps that is the conclusion reached by the man on the bridge, also real. I was in that mind set so it did have a big impact on me. New hope is our own creation; something to get us through the night. It is shiny and bright, like those lights....but ultimately, empty. The "dead ahead" were the living characters I met there. And the realization that "new" hope does not exist, helped me move on.
I hear the song as an up-beat, techno, dance mix. Just kidding. Best of luck.
I hear the song as an up-beat, techno, dance mix. Just kidding. Best of luck.
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