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Monday, July 27, 2015

When The Stars Were Aligned

When the stars were aligned
And I was her friend and she was mine
When the stars were aligned

I was as reckless as she was wild
She held my heart in her hand
And I trusted her just like a child

When the stars were aligned
I was her friend and she was mine
When the stars were aligned

The colors all came together then
That old riddle would not break
The story means more than the end
We choose every chance we take

And there were moonlit butterflies 
Flying across the whiskey skies
Forever did not matter then
Chancing laughter for the next sunrise
There was always magic burning with surprise 

When the stars were aligned

Regret does not write poetry
Nothing but the moment
Is ever really meant to be
And those moments are still smiling somewhere

Where the stars were aligned

When the stars were aligned
I was her friend and she was mine
When the stars were aligned

I was as reckless as she was wild
And I trusted her just like a child

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Johnny Cash Is Dead And I Still Tell Too Many Lies

We used to sit out by the bar
And listen to "Cry Cry Cry"
I would tell her that I love her
Then I would give it my best try 

But that was a long time ago
Johnny Cash is dead
And I still tell too many lies

Johnny Cash is dead and I still tell too many lies

I wake up in the morning
That old sun screams at me
I wake up in the morning 
The sunlight screaming at me
Smelling like cigarette perfume
And a bath of last night's whiskey 

That woman I sing about is gone
She disappeared right before my eyes
That woman I sing about is a long time gone
She disappeared right before my eyes

God knows I don't think about her anymore
Because Ol' Waylon is dead and I still tell too many lies

Reckon I was born
In a time not my own
Reckon I was born
In a time not my own
Listen to the radio
And WZZK won't play 
One goddamned country song

Maybe I was born
100 years too late
A damn sad joke 
By a simple twist of fate

Running out of reasons
Running out of excuses and alibis
But Old Hank is dead
And I still tell too many lies



Monday, July 13, 2015

The Last Goodbye Song

I guess I ain't the man I wanted to be
Or even the one I thought I was
You saw me about to drown
And you held me down
I don't know if it was just for fun
Or just because

Or just because

But something funny happened
When I was laying there in the gutter all alone
I found out I've been living without
You since you've been gone

And though I know
There is nothing left that I owe
I thought I would write you one last goodbye song

One last goodbye song
Long overdue as long as you've been gone
Get drunk and crack a smile
It's been a long long while
But raise your glass and sing this last
Goodbye song

Baby when you found me
I was already low, thought I was low as I could be
Ain't it funny passing time
How love and a rhyme 
Put a hold on and made a fool of me

Yesterday I shed one last tear
And lost the last thing I had to lose
I replayed the last few years and thought if I had a choice just what I would choose
I wouldn't change a thing as the truth that rings moaning these hillbilly blues

You left me for a cowboy
And you left me for your friends
You left to live the same old life
You were always living in

One last time 
I'll let you cross my mind
But the illusion is gone
You never wore my ring
So we don't owe each other a goddamn thing
But still, I'll give you one last goodbye song

One last goodbye song
Long overdue as long as you've been gone
Get drunk and crack a smile
It's been a long long while
But raise your glass and sing this last
Goodbye song

Friday, July 10, 2015

Everyone needs a cause
Even if it seems lost
Mine are love and freedom
Maybe I am excessive in my plight
But liberty is a light
Where heroes shine when you need them

Friday, July 3, 2015

Success, to me, is a garden.  It is creation  it is love. I don't need society or her rules or expectations.  Success to me is a dream to pursue as opposed to one coming true. A crazy dreamer driven by the bounds of his own combine or a far away highway sign.  It is in words that I can be proud of and a kiss I would never take back.  

Somewhere along the way I will probably grow up and then I will die.  Until then I will just dream to create and love.  I will call that successful

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

100 Notches And The Badman

I have 100 notches on my gun
Don't get too close or you will be 101
Heed my call or you will fall to my gun
With the damage done

I hope you understand 
I'm a bad bad man

Please listen close and believe the words I say
You will fall and I will smile and ride away
I won't stay

It's not who I am
I'm a bad bad man

You think that you know me
Because once you could hold me
And call me friend
I am not the same
I have changed
A lot since then

You made me what I am 
I'm a bad bad man

And I have 100 notches on my gun
Don't get too close or you will be 101