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+ Wreath Flowers

There’s water in the ocean There’s some beneath our feet There’s water in the evening mist But not enough to drink

There’s Wreath Flowers in the desert That grow up from barren sands There’s still a love for you inside my heart And I hope you understand

Even though my lungs are leaving me behind I’ve still got a few more words left inside And if you come close to me, my dear You just might hear me say ‘I love you’

There’s dinner on the table And it’s only 3:15 There’s a garden full of rocking horses and apples on the trees

There’s a story in my heart, Lord There’s a longing in my bones To one day rise from this sleepy chair and breath all on my own

Even though my lungs are leaving me behind I’ve still got a few more words left inside And if you come close to me, my dear You just might hear me say ‘I love you’

You can take your house, you can take your home You can take all of the things you own You can have it all but you still won’t have it all If you could have your time again, I guess you’d do it differently, my friend Cause who would want to live the same life twice? Who would want to live the same life twice

+ Annie

I like the sun,I like the rain Id like if you’d come back again I saw you once, I saw you twice A look here and there should suffice

I put you on my mantelpiece The only frame I had at least And for a night, a night or 2 Id pray that I’d be good for you

Oh Annie I need someone who writes like you Oh Dylan You know I’d always write for you

In sharing pieces of our mind In sharing stories from our time Id share a spoon, I’d share a look Annie you know, my heart you took

I remember when the rain grew strong We found some shelter under a palm A crack of light, a second soon My Annie had no time to move

A fallen tree, a fallen branch At once cut short our sweet romance And since the day the tree did fall I cannot garden anymore

Oh Annie I need someone who writes like you Oh Dylan You know I’d always write for you

I wonder if you’re sitting there Thinking about the times we’d shared A weekend with your folks or mine A weekend I can’t leave behind

On crystal shores of medium depth I found the place whence I wept But all the tears within my soul Could not bring back my Annie doll

Oh Annie I need someone who writes like you Oh Dylan You know I’d always write for you

+ What Do You Call a Man

Have you come across this place? If you haven’t, thats ok But if this is what they call ‘too long’ My kingdom for a new song

If there’s treasure in the trees Who would know to come and see But if this is what they call ‘too long’ My kingdom for a new song

What do you call a man who still can lie What do you call a man Live within a place where dreaming comes to die

You can call it what you want You can call it what you need But if this is what they call ‘too long’ My kingdom for a new song

What do you call a man who still can lie What do you call a man Live within a place where dreaming comes to die

+ Future Song

Walk me down to the waters edge Take your worried little mind and put it in

Walk me down to the rivers edge Take your hourglass eyes and put them in

No one knows what the future holds But if it hold a piece of something I hope it holds a piece of you

How many times must I take a walk down memory lane Just to realise nothings different, nothings changed Everything’s the same

No one knows what the future holds But if it hold a piece of something I hope it holds a piece of you

Fight or flight can take you there To backwards thoughts in backwards chairs And put you back to sleep in a backwards world

When I wake I’ll meet you there, find you in the wreckage there and put your love into my heart

No one knows what the future holds But if it hold a piece of something I hope it holds a piece of you

+ The Moon

Walked out the door, I saw the moon Hanging on my roof in the middle of the night

Yellow face I recognised and your big sad eyes, they were just like mine

I said ‘hey moon, come over here sit with me for hours and this will all go away’

So I spent the night alone, as it would seem But the moon was always there with me

But when I woke up in the day I fell away from fantasy And it was time to face the big bad world

Did I want you, Did I need to feel as though you want me to Things that don’t change throw me But you know I want you just the same

Walked out the door, I saw the moon Hanging on my roof in the middle of the night

You drew me in with a big wide grid and yellow teeth I was scared and needed something

But when I woke up in the day I fell away from fantasy And was time to face the big bad world again…

Did I want you, Did I need to feel as though you want me to Things that don’t change throw me But you know I want you just the same