not knowing where I'm going
not knowing where I'll be is the road
I don't see unwinding ahead of me
and I'm counting the people
as I'm going by not knowing
where they're going
no name comes to my mind
and I'm drifting as I always do
to the end of this road
where no one is waiting for me
or maybe they're just the ones
I don't recognise or see
as I'm drifting by to the end
of a new road into my life
(c) JR. 2020
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donderdag 20 december 2018
Just another room
I'm travellin' down the road
sellin' my stuff wherever I go
I'm good at it somethin' I do well
takes me to remote places
sometimes that little out of the way
still I enjoy it at the end of the road
just another room where I stay
the same girl with the same smile
the same innocent eyes asks:' will I stay
all night ' yes, it is I know what to expect
when I go up she's lying in my bed in
just another room a new mornin' arrives
she's gone happens all the time
I pay my bill hoot my horn leave
the place another day on the road
another day of what I do well
in the end just another room
where I rest well
where I rest well
(c) JR. 2016
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donderdag 22 november 2018
Lifted me up high
there's nothin' in this world
that can bring me down only
love can
and yes, I fought my battles
with love it did bring me down
it did not make me win
it brought me unto my knees
but in the end lifted me up high
so again I could touch the sky
(c) JR. 2018
that can bring me down only
love can
and yes, I fought my battles
with love it did bring me down
it did not make me win
it brought me unto my knees
but in the end lifted me up high
so again I could touch the sky
(c) JR. 2018
zondag 21 oktober 2018
My Place
I know, this is where I'll die
somethin' tells me, this place
I found
will be where I'll end my life
it's a beautifull place, so peacefull
it has no lies
as far as I can see, this place, it will
be true to me, it's what I want this
place
is something, like a fantasy or more
a wish to rest my weary bones, to get
away from the world
let it leave me, near a dyin' fire, wine
flowin' close to an early morning where
birds can sing
an' noise is in retreat, my place as it is
is not much but mine to live, as long
as I can
it will protect me, shelter me from an
aging storm, that will get to me when
I'm ready
yet, 'till I die, I will live in such a way
it will drive 'Man' insane, in a surge
I will take it all
an' finally when I drop, I will whisper
under my breath: 'it wasn't all that bad'
in a beautifull place
so peacfull it has no lies, this place
true to me, is what I wanted, my need
to have
where I took a last stand, I did it well
nobody knew, 'till I fell, in this beautifull
place
so true to me, and under my breath I'll
whisper, ' it was my need to have those
walls around me
'My Place', as it stands
(c) JR. 1985
somethin' tells me, this place
I found
will be where I'll end my life
it's a beautifull place, so peacefull
it has no lies
as far as I can see, this place, it will
be true to me, it's what I want this
place
is something, like a fantasy or more
a wish to rest my weary bones, to get
away from the world
let it leave me, near a dyin' fire, wine
flowin' close to an early morning where
birds can sing
an' noise is in retreat, my place as it is
is not much but mine to live, as long
as I can
it will protect me, shelter me from an
aging storm, that will get to me when
I'm ready
yet, 'till I die, I will live in such a way
it will drive 'Man' insane, in a surge
I will take it all
an' finally when I drop, I will whisper
under my breath: 'it wasn't all that bad'
in a beautifull place
so peacfull it has no lies, this place
true to me, is what I wanted, my need
to have
where I took a last stand, I did it well
nobody knew, 'till I fell, in this beautifull
place
so true to me, and under my breath I'll
whisper, ' it was my need to have those
walls around me
'My Place', as it stands
(c) JR. 1985
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