Every single heart beat,
every breath you take,
Is a miracle from the time you awake.
You are an angel, yes its true.
This world was made here
just for you.
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New Life
The world is new.
I try to find just what I might say
that would help to show you the way,
but it’s just not really there.
Every life is so different
and so unique.
What works for one
turns out to kill the next.
Now the poision I take keeps my heart beating in my chest.
I live for the sunrise and the sunset.
The wind and the breeze are my dreams as they sail through another sunny day.
My life is a few moments left at the end of one crazy race,
where I am the winner and the loser of every single place.
Weary
Miles to go before I sleep.
Miles gone by that I did not see.
I never really thought that I would ever get this far.
Like a storm on the wind,
the dark clouds are my friends.
Seems like so very long ago,
I thought this would all be so different.
Life is never what you would expect it to be.
Every second is a miracle
and most don’t see it.
When I walked alone down that white line,
right out of town so long ago,
I did not think I had anything to lose,
but I was so wrong.
My life passed by in the twinkle of an eye.
Time is like a bullet,
you will never see it coming.
I walked that center line right out of town on a dark and moon lite night.
Afraid of the noises I could hear in the darkness to my left and to my right.
I walked for hours through the countryside down that straight white line.
I thought somehow I might loose those bad dreams I had left behind.
They say don’t look back
but I did so many times.
What was lying deep in the darkness drove me harder down that line.
With the sun came a ride
now I’m a million miles away.
There is no going back,
I left no tracks.
My path has faded in the day.
TechNo
So many buttons now in this world, we don’t even need a pencil anymore.
In this wilderness of wires and signals where is the real world that we used to know.
In its day the pen and paper carried the greatest thoughts of all man.
Now I see my old guitar standing in the corner and it calls out.
The only real expression left to make in this world.
A sound on a wave.
It was here long before the pen and the papers, the buttons and the switches.
I don’t know why I did not see it sooner.
All the effort to speak a truth unspoken,
taken so many lives and left them broken.
Burn that energy to make a sound
that takes your feelings for a flight.
Sacred Breath
The world is coming up around you.
You don’t really see how sacred
Each moment you live
Each breath you take
This life is a wonder around you
From the second you awake