there are times, when my heart misses a beat
and hits a minor key, when I think of all those
yesterdays, dusty and grey and I'll be lost in my
sadness
of what might have been and just not turned out
to be, 'cause something a past will never do, is
change its taken course when it has been sung
out of tune
and I have so many a time and my rope was getting
shorter ev'rytime, but that's life, getting the wrong end
of the stick was getting to be a habbit to me, someone
told me I had to quit and just let it be
and I did, I managed to get back on track, getting more
and more satisfied, with what I had, more and more
responsible for what I did and getting into old age
gave me a break
I was satisfied, not yet old still alive inside, my thoughts
will always get the better of me, I'm just hoping time will
give me something more and not give up on me too soon
even now I'll always keep coming back, still satisfied
with what I have
(c) JR. 2019
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woensdag 21 augustus 2019
zondag 23 december 2018
Love's complete
love's cruel, love's tender,
love's a wonder, love can change
in a flash of anger
most of all it's sweet, has you on a lead
somethin' you can't beat when love's
complete
a shot of love nourishin' your brain
can have a cold touch, soaked in poison
straight to your heart
it'll tear it apart that cold cold touch
love can stare an' have enough, it'll
choose another victim to stay
will set it on fire by wild desire by
wild rage it's caged an' won't leave
this is love complete
stays uncounted days an' nights
you've discovered life, hang on
where love's wild
(c) JR. 2018
love's a wonder, love can change
in a flash of anger
most of all it's sweet, has you on a lead
somethin' you can't beat when love's
complete
a shot of love nourishin' your brain
can have a cold touch, soaked in poison
straight to your heart
it'll tear it apart that cold cold touch
love can stare an' have enough, it'll
choose another victim to stay
will set it on fire by wild desire by
wild rage it's caged an' won't leave
this is love complete
stays uncounted days an' nights
you've discovered life, hang on
where love's wild
(c) JR. 2018
woensdag 14 november 2018
Lost in my words
a strange sensation ran through me
I was at the station I was knocked
out, he had me beat
lost in my words I tried to explain
wasn't it all a mistake, tried to plead
he wouldn't give in didn't he love me
we had somethin' goin' goin' down
well, but he was leavin' goin' out
of town
throwin' my life to pieces leavin'
me hell, lost in my words I felt the
hurt comin' on strong
my screams rang out almost blew
my mind for all the lies that wasted
my life
caught my breath he finally went
to that prety girl an' all to the one
he loved best
leavin' me here sheddin' my tears
my love was dyin' the ashes were
blown away
words came back to me again
(c) JR. eightees
I was at the station I was knocked
out, he had me beat
lost in my words I tried to explain
wasn't it all a mistake, tried to plead
he wouldn't give in didn't he love me
we had somethin' goin' goin' down
well, but he was leavin' goin' out
of town
throwin' my life to pieces leavin'
me hell, lost in my words I felt the
hurt comin' on strong
my screams rang out almost blew
my mind for all the lies that wasted
my life
caught my breath he finally went
to that prety girl an' all to the one
he loved best
leavin' me here sheddin' my tears
my love was dyin' the ashes were
blown away
words came back to me again
(c) JR. eightees
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zondag 23 september 2018
Satisfied
there are the times my heart misses a beat
and hits a minor key, when I think of all those
yesterdays dusty an' grey, and I'll be lost in my
sadness
of what might have been, an' just turned out not to be,
'cause one thing a past will never do is, change its taken
course when is has been sung out of tune
and I have so many a time, and my rope was getting
shorter ev'rytime, but that's life, getting the wrong end
of the stick was getting to be a habit to me, someone told
me I had to quit and just let it be
and I did, I managed to get back on track, getting more
an' more satisfied with what I had, more an' more responsible
for what I did and said,, getting into old age gave me a break
I was satisfied, yet not old but still alive inside, my thoughts
will always get the better of me, just hoping time will give me
some more an' not give up too soon on me, even now, I'll always
be comin' back satisfied with what I have
(c) JR. 2018
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