Showing posts with label wondering. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wondering. Show all posts

Thursday, October 20, 2011

The Old Brown Cow

I guess I must be older now
I can no longer pull the plow
I wonder what will happen now
What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow

Set to pastures like being set aside
No longer able to keep astride
The cutting edge cuts deep your pride
But still those feelings you must hide

Like a head counted in a herd
Your voice alone cannot be heard
So you speak collectively
You only see what the others see

Is this the way it is when you
Get old and can no longer do
The things you did when you were you
All the things that you used to do

At times you feel alone in crowd
In a place of worship you shout out loud
You were once so strong so proud
Now you`re covered by an aging shroud

You`re in the school yard when someone fell
Now you`re waiting for the bell
Your mind is young your body`s not well
Though you walk tall the young ones can tell

I guess I must be older now
I can no longer pull the plow
I wonder what will happen now
What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow

I guess we must be older now
Those who can no longer pull the plow
I wonder what will happen now
What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow

I wonder what will happen now
What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow

I wonder what will happen now
What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow

What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow
What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

AD&G

Alcohol, drugs and guns
Always the same stories
All of them are true
All we need is somewhere to go
Gimme something to hold onto
Something else to hold onto
Something different
Something new
All the kids in the neighbourhood
Though some are bad
They all are good
They all are good at something
Everybody is
They have Mothers and Fathers
Brothers and Sisters
Just like me and you
We all do
Everyone has someone
Needs someone
To say I love you to
Alcohol, drugs and guns
Always the same stories
All of them are true
All we need is somewhere to go
Gimme something to hold onto
Something else to hold onto
Something different
Something new
When I was a kid
I had fun growing up
I played
Just like all the other kids did
I played just like everyone
has played
I used guns
and bayonets with long blades
and knives and hand grenades
and tents and nets like G.I.Joe
I played games of war
But they ended in peace
I played an explorer
Like Johnny Quest on TV
I explored the world
through my imagination
I discovered things
you wouldn't believe
Unless of course
there's always the chance
Alcohol, drugs and guns
Got in the way
Always the same stories
It wasn't me
All of them are true
I didn't do it
All we need is somewhere to go
I wasn't there
Gimme something to hold onto
it doesn't belong to me
Something else to hold onto
I didn't mean it
Something different
I'm sorry
Something new
I love you

Monday, December 14, 2009

Not good enough

I KNOW I KNOW SHE SAID
WITH A WAVE OF HER HAND
MY LIFE’S A MESS TOO SHE ADDED
BELIEVE ME I UNDERSTAND
ALTHOUGH THESE WORDS STILL ECHO IN MY MIND
WHAT WAS I TO SAY OR DO
I’VE BEEN TO THE DOCTOR TOO SHE SAID
HE SAYS I’M AS BAD OFF AS YOU
I'M NOT LOOKING FOR YOUR SYMPATHY THANKS
I CAN FLY LOW ENOUGH ON MY OWN
AND I’M FULLY STOCKED ON PAIN AND SELF PITY
EXPRESSED BY MY MELLOW DRAMA DRONE
INDIFFERENCE,MISUNDERSTANDING AND CONFUSION
ARE ALL PART OF LIFE’S TEST
BUT THE ENDURANCE OF SAME SURE IS TOUGH
WHEN THOSE WHO LOVE YOU
SEE YOU LIKE ALL THE REST
ON MY FACE THAT ONCE SMILED AT EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE
LUNAR DIMPLES AND ALL
I SEE ETCHED THE FROWNS OF PAIN
LIFE OFFERS LITTLE HUMOUR NOW FOR ME
HERE IN THE MIDST OF THIS FALL
HOW LOW CAN YOU GO
I’M NOT REALLY SURE
I’M NOT SURE I CARE
I CAN’T SEE THE BOTTOM
FROM OR FROM THERE
SO I MUST BE SOMEWHERE IN BETWEEN
BUT I’M WASTING MY BREATH CAUSE
YOU ALREADY KNOW
HOW I FEEL
AND EXACTLY WHAT I MEAN
I'M SORRY IF I WEIGH YOU DOWN
WITH THE OCCASIONAL LIMP
AND MY PERMA-FROST FROWN
BUT ALL I REALLY WANTED
WAS TO EXPLAIN MY SITUATION TO YOU
I THOUGHT THAT I COULD CLARIFY
MY ABSENCE AND WHATEVER IT IS
YOU THINK I DO
BUT LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE IN MY LIFE
IT’S NOT GOOD ENOUGH
IT JUST WON’T DO.
SO WITH A TEAR IN MY HEART
I WATCH AS YOU LEAVE
WEARING THE DRESS I REMEMBER
AS A CHILD
THE ONE I ALWAYS WANTED TO CLING TO
I LOVE YOU.