My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night that sounds a lot like thunder.
We don't live near the seashore, but almost every morn
I'm awakened by a noise that sounds like a foghorn.
It's louder than the sound of barking dogs at night
Or a fireworks explosion that lights the sky real bright.
A chainsaw cutting logs doesn't make as much din,
Nor did the wall coming down way over in Berlin.
A jet plane at takeoff will get your attention quick,
As will a jackhammer engaged in busting up some brick.
But neither equals the clamor from Mom and Dad's bedroom,
Worse than a stick of dynamite at the moment of KABOOM!
At last, I figured out the source of all the raucous roaring.
It was only good old Dad engaging in some snoring
Mom says: "I don't mind; it's a Godsend
That all that wind isn't coming out the other end."
We have something that holds us together,
Something that made us both better,
Som
For you, I open my gate
And wish that you were here,
But you live in another stat
Life is not just waking up one morning and saying, "Ok, I want this to happen."
It's abou
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
If Four Is A Party This Is A Public Party
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
