Silicone Dreams

Home is where your heart is
but do you feel it beating?
Like a silicone dream has it been covered
tactfully
hiding what is true.
The world influenced by superpower
and its American dream
And calling it a "superpower" to make the rich richer
and the poor
poorer
is beyond me.
We wait for Superman while we bring home the bacon.
My dad was bringing home bacon
My mama was greeting, all smiles, the milkman
I always wondered about the fruit.
All of that labour and no nutrition.
But I carried on sweet cherry pie, and I let me ride
Slow down child you move too fast
With so many dreams to conquer and never enough hours
in one day.
And where I'll find them?
Out West, as stern as my daddy told me.
"Wealth is power" he said
I didn't know 'til now wealth could be anything else than bacon.
And there was no way in hell daddy agreed with the Vegans.
So pigs were slaughtered and daddy brought it home,
while mama washed away spilled milk.
And still she cried.
Home is where the heart is,
that's what they told me
But do you feel it beating?
Or have you learned to adjust to a rhythm
that gets louder,
louder,
louder
until suddenly
it stops.

A Tale of Two Men

I met you in joy
I met you in joy riding

I saw your sparkling eyes
I saw your eyes sparkling

I kissed your sweet lips
I kissed your lingering tongue

You made my heart skip a beat
You beat my heart

You laid your hands on me...
You laid your hands on me.

You said that "no matter what, even without me, it's all about simplicity"
You said that "no matter what, even without me, simple is me."

You knew how to fool around with me, you made me laugh
You knew how to fool around on me, you made me cry

I was walking on sunshine
I was walking on eggshells

I would stay up in the night thinking of you
I would stay up in the night worrying of you

You knew how to get excited with me
You knew how to get irritated with me

When I left, we danced in your car all the way there
When I left, we didn't speak all the way there

You helped me to know love.
You helped me to know love.

Thank you.
Thank you.

Calm Seas

Wanderlust to wonder lust ashes to ashes dust to dust that's what they were
killed for.
Open hands skies are falling
those that feel tend their calling in the field of
wonder.
Flying high learning to soar
away you say
but nothing more
than tasting air upside down and
that's where I turned my frown.
Even though the stream is ever lasting I'll forever sow and be casting
the line of your heartbeat
so that when you bite,
I'll know to reel it in toward mine.
Feeling this real
never
tasted
so
good.