Live and tell

all I wanted, were precious things
to put in my house, but they were
beyond my reach, beyond my dreams
beyond my means, beyond the style I
wanna live

now older, more mature, I now can buy
it is in my reach, now I find they're not
the things I need, through time I was
given things worth more than, style, house
way of life

can now enjoy a good wine, conversation
someones pleasant nature, well meant compliments
an evening well spent, the company of a well
spoken woman

live with her the good life, even if it means
living out of style, as long as the rent is paid
as long as the food is there to take,

I don't feel out of place, I feel I still did well
to live and tell

(c) JR.

It's all we have

I'm very at ease, always am
when darkness is in reach, gently
she is in the night, with you there
at my side

you don't say anything, nothing at all
you don't have to, I know it all, just
lying there with you in the depth of
the night

I know, very strongly, here's where I live
here's where I belong, you're allways there
with me to share, without any regrets

it's all we have

(c) JR. 2019

Satisfied

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

Painless=less pain

walking down the streets of my youth
looking here and there for something
old not new

its laughter and pain come to my mind
yesterday's not always, a good thing to
look for and find

'cause your pain, will always become
more, than you'd ever left behind

so now, I'm wandering through my past
and still I miss that light, I then had it
disappeared and left me over night

never to reclaim its right, to shine again
so very bright, a thing of the past, a lot
of pain, a lot of what I never had

but now, shifting through the leafs of time
now I find, my pain has become more or less
less paimless, now I can shine agian, maybe
so very bright, somewhere in time

(c) JR. 2019

Looking for a way out

leaning against my window in time
something broke it, shattering my
believes, my peace of mind

it left me picking up the pieces
threads, remains of lost hopes
while looking for a way out

now after many years on the ride
under attack of a healing process
that almost took my body and mind

my peace of mind raised me up
just in time, to live that very short
bright, long lived life

(c) JR.  2017

Somewhere out there

as a feast finds it self in its ending
and silence takes its rightfull place
in a room lost for words

a man's resting his eyes on the now
empty chairs, trying to recollect the
image of the person that sat there

it is then a door finds its lock and key
and a room out there, somewhere, is
cast into the lonelyness of the lost
word again

(c) JR. 2018

Uur van de wolf

zo maar in de regen, op een tocht
door de grauwheid van het leven
blijven gedachten steken

in die duistere draaimolen van weleer
na jaren dringt het besef zich op aan
deze inktvlek

helderheid is het teken van opnieuw
bezien, waar verkeerde keuzes de enige
optie waren in het 'Uur van de wolf '

geplunderde emoties zijn dan ook het
offer van de recalcitrant en rekenschap
zijn kans daarop in 'het dal der Dominanten '
vertrapt zag

uiteindelijk, brak de zon zijn succesvolle
tournee naar het licht af, nog steeds is' Survival
of the fittest' de enige remedie

nu en dan ontspringt de minieme traan
aan een oog

(c) JR. 2015