Karen decided to leave in the spring, said she no longer believed anything
That I told her, or promised, or even most of what she saw.
Maybe it should, but I have to admit, 
Her leaving did not surprise me a bit.
I’m just surprised that she managed to say goodbye at all.

The fault was all mine, this much I do know. That much is clear, I must confess.
I never wanted love more than then. I never tried any less.

I can see now it was destined to fail. She was the wind and I was the sail.
And the wind was so much that I couldn’t keep up …
When the wind blows, if you’re ready, that’s great. 
But if you’re not you get left at the gate.
Often the lessons you learn are too late

The fault was all mine, this much I do know. That much is clear, I must confess.
I never wanted love more than then. I never tried any 

Karen was gone, so too was the wind. Left to imagine just what might have been.
And my imagination wasn’t up to the task.
When the wind blows, if you’re ready, that’s great.
But if you’re not you get left at the gate.
Often the lessons you learn are too late


She Was the Wind

Sometimes the wind starts calling your name. You think you have to go.
Let’s not pretend you’ve not felt that way.
You’ve always run, you always leave, it’s always been okay.
Deep down inside, you’ve fought it, you’ve tried, but you know you have to stay.

You hear a voice you might not recognize. You hear what it has to say.
Walking is easy, that’s no surprise.
You’ve always run, that’s been your style. Just get up, walk away.
Deep down inside, you’ve fought it, you’ve tried, but you know you have to stay.

Maybe it’s time. You always knew that one day it would end.
I know you’re trying - this goes against the grain.
Trust me, I know. You wanna go.
Trust me, I know you wanna go away.
I think you’ve figured out, this time it’s time to stay.

Just move along, never stay in one place. That’s always been your way.
You’d make believe, but you’d never come thru.
You’ve always run, never stay put. That’s been the game you’d play.
Deep down inside, you’ve fought it, you’ve tried, but you know you have to stay.

Maybe it’s time. You always knew that one day it would end.
I know you’re trying - this goes against the grain.
Trust me, I know. You wanna go.
Trust me, I know you wanna go away.
I think you’ve figured out, this time it’s time to stay.

Maybe It’s Time

He threw a stone in the water, and then watched it sink.
She threw one too, and it bounced, it leapt, it skipped.
And some will say it was diff’rent rocks they threw.
Both of the rocks got wet.

He tried to fly a kite, but it fell down to the ground.
She flew one too, and it soared high in the sky.
And some will say it was a diff’rent kite they flew.
But the wind was the same.

He tried to ride on a bike, but his balance was off.
She rode one too, and she kept it straight and true.
And some will say it only looked like she could ride.
But her bike crossed the line.

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He tried to use hate, he thought it made him strong.
She welcomed love, and it was the love that won.
And some will say love is nice, but can it last?
So far it has, and will.

The Choice

I have hope in a brighter tomorrow. I can see things the way they should be.
And if I can get you to see what I see too, that’s a start, and a start’s good for me.
Now the two of us are on the same mission. And we’re singing in harmony.
If we find us a friend, he can join right in, and before you know it there are three.
Now the three of us have started a choir, now we’re singing straight from the heart.
And if somehow this catches on fire, there are four of us and that’s a start.

I don’t think you realize just how much you have inside.
Stem to stern, deep and wide – front to back and side to side.
There’s a big hole there inside of you, waiting, watching, wanting to see.
Watcha gonna fill it with? What’s it gonna be?

Some will take that great big hole, fill it with hate; now doncha know
There is plenty, easy to find; fill to the brim and then overflow.
Spilling out like molten lava; filling all the crannies and nooks.
Take a look at what you started; go ahead and take a look.

Take a look at your heart and see; is it filled up with bigotry?
Do you have lots of enemies? That’s so easy to mend.
Fill it with love instead; turn that hate on its head!

In the end you’ll realize all this hatred carries a price.
Hatred surely will divide - love instead it multiplies.
Doncha know fear’s never the answer. Never was and never will be.
Watcha gonna fill it with? What’s it gonna be?

Take a look at your heart and see; is it filled up with bigotry?
Do you have lots of enemies? That’s so easy to mend.
Fill it with love instead; turn that hate on its head!

I have hope in a brighter tomorrow. I can see things the way they should be.
And if I can get you to see what I see too, that’s a start, and a start’s good for me.

There Is Hope

Sometimes in the middle of the night I still call your name.
But you never answer, you never did.
It has taken years, but now I realize. Who am I trying to kid? Who am I trying to kid?
I was chasing you, but it was all uphill.
Did you even know my name?
But that never stopped me, I kept pushing on.
I kept playing the game, but you never did your part.
How else can you explain we’re miles apart?

So give me a smile, I won't stay long.
All I ask is a cup of cheer, maybe acknowledge you know I’m here.
Just to know that I got this far would be fine.
Have I asked too much? I only want what’s fair.
Let me play my song for you, and I’ll be on the road.

I know you don’t owe me anything at all.
And I’m not asking for charity.
Open up your arms and let me come inside. I hope that you see fit to give a little bit.
You are like a drug to me and yes, I know.
My addiction isn’t safe or wise.
Maybe it’s not in the cards, and if that’s true.
I don’t have to stay; I’ll quietly walk away.
But we don’t have to stay miles apart.

So give me a smile, I won't stay long.
All I ask is a cup of cheer, maybe acknowledge you know I’m here.
Just to know that I got this far would be fine.
Have I asked too much? I only want what’s fair.
Let me play my song for you, and I’ll be on the road.
I don’t think it’s wrong, do you? If I might be so bold.
I don’t think it happens, if we’re miles apart.

Miles Apart

She’d been walking on the wild side,
started back in sixty-eight.
All that time spent getting freaky,
took a toll on her, but it’d been great.
He was never one for diff’rent.
Watch your step and toe the line.
When he saw her he was mesmerized,
he could feel a tingling up his spine.
But when it comes to matters of the heart - you can’t stop that.

You can’t stop the waves from crashing on the shore.
You can’t stop the rain from fallin’ down.
You can’t stop the sun from shining anymore.
You can’t stop the barking of a hound.
You can’t stop the wind from blowing ‘cross the plain.
You can’t stop the moon from rising ev’ry night.
You can’t stop spilled wine from making one big stain.
Is it true that opposites attract?
When it comes to matters of the heart, you can’t stop that.

He was intrigued with her collection.
Lots of bangles, bows and beads.
He was somewhat dry and stoic,
maybe that’s exactly what she needs.
He had spent his life with numbers.
Making sure it adds up right.
Numbers never really were her thing,
just get close and it’ll be alright.
But when it comes to matters of the heart - you can’t stop that.

You can’t stop the waves from crashing on the shore.
You can’t stop the rain from fallin’ down.
You can’t stop the sun from shining anymore.
You can’t stop the barking of a hound.
You can’t stop the wind from blowing ‘cross the plain.
You can’t stop the moon from rising ev’ry night.
You can’t stop spilled wine from making one big stain.
Is it true that opposites attract?
When it comes to matters of the heart, you can’t stop that.

You Can’t Stop That

She’s been crying through the night. Let her cry some more.
Nothing I say makes it right. Think she knows the score.
It’s a diff’rence of opinion, - but it’s more than that.
Neither one of us are winning - winning a lover’s spat.

We pretend to play the game, walking through the motions.
I get mad, she does the same - just one more emotion.
It’s a diff’rence of opinion, - but it’s more than that.
Neither one of us are winning - winning a lover’s spat.

But I - I’m getting tired of trying.
Falling in love - is just one way of dying.

We were sure we had it right, there were no more questions.
Even when we had a fight, we still learned the lesson.
It’s a diff’rence of opinion, - but it’s more than that.
Neither one of us are winning - winning a lover’s spat.

But I - I’m getting tired of trying.
Falling in love - is just one way of dying.

She’s convinced we oughta try, I think we should let it die.
One thing we agree on, it was worth it.
Mercy is the thing we share. If we end up anywhere but dead.

But I - I’m getting tired of trying.
Falling in love - is just one way of dying.



Difference of Opinion

One foot, then the next. Take one step.
It’ll soon connect, if you just take one step.
I know it looks hard, you’re knocked off your guard.
Beaten, bruised and scarred, but you can take one step.

I know you feel pain, walk one line.
Try it once again, it’s gonna turn out fine.
You’re out of your realm, it can overwhelm.
It’s you at the helm, and you can walk one line.

They know they are wrong, raise your voice.
They can’t hold on long, just make some noise.
Truth is worth the fight, it’ll be alright
Keep walking to the light - and we’ll soon rejoice.

Lightning, then the thunder, clouds and then the rain.
Over, then the under
Strength is found in numbers, least that’s what they say.
I can be a number, so can you.

One foot, then the next. Take one step.
It’ll soon connect, if you just take one step.
I know it looks hard, you’re knocked off your guard.
Beaten, bruised and scarred, but you can take one step

Take One Step

I haven’t got a clue all that you’ve been through,
And even if I did, I’d still not know.
The risks you had to take, the price you paid for your mistakes.
The energy it took to make it go.
The time, the pain, the miles. And through it all, you smiled.

I wonder, if you’d known your search for a home
Would sometimes leave you feeling full of doubt.
If you’d even try, try so hard to get inside
When inside tried so hard to push you out.
But still, you persevered, and that, my friend, is why you are here - today.

You’re so brave - braver than anyone I know.
You gave all that you had, then dug down, gave some more.
That light that shines so bright, it led you through the darkest night.
And it keeps on shining still - ‘cause you’re so brave.

Your journey’s not yet done, in fact it’s just begun
So many miles behind you, but there’re more.
The prejudice, the hate, the pushback from the state,
Certainly not the things you bargained for.
But you have a friend in me, I’m here for you. Refugee.

You’re so brave - braver than anyone I know.
You gave all that you had, then dug down, gave some more.
That light that shines so bright, it led you through the darkest night.
And it keeps on shining still - ‘cause you’re brave.



Refugee

You’ve been saying you’ve been done wrong, but you’ve got blood on your hands.
You keep singing the same, sad song, “Nobody understands.”
All I know is, it won’t be long, you’ll be changing your plans. 
I think you’re better off – long, long gone.

You’ve lost all of your dignity, beaten and falling apart.
You’re not half what you used to be, and you weren’t that much from the start.
From my perspective it’s plain to see, you’re still missing a heart.
I think you’re better off – long, long gone.

You’ve got a long way to fall, and a short time to wait.
And you’ll see that it’s all coming fast.
And I want to be there to see it all come crashing down on you.  On you.

You’ve been saying it’s not too late, you can settle the score.
But I’ll be planning to celebrate when you’re not here anymore.
I’ll admit that I just can’t wait to see them locking that door.
I think you’re better off – long, long gone.

You’ve got a long way to fall, and a short time to wait.
And you’ll see that it’s all coming fast.
And I want to be there to see it all come crashing down on you.  On you.

Vengeance is normally not what I’m focused on.
But I’ll sleep better when I know you’re truly gone.  Moved on. Long, long gone.  


Long, Long Gone

Retired the beginning of 2023. Been writing music seriously for about six years. Thanks for listening - and sharing!

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