Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Caged Bird by ME

A caged bird only sings only one song, that is one like no other
It only knows that one song that was sang to him by his mother
He turns and twists, flutters and flies just as if he were free
But in his eyes the sorrow deeply hides, his soul in captivity
He longs for bigger better things, a home without any bars
The door is open, but still he stays, because his fellow birds don’t reach for the stars
So in he stays, never once does he stray, captured by his own thoughts
He sings his song and dreams his dream, forever in his cage they haunt.

Bag Lady by ME

Bag lady, stretching her legs in the pond
Washing her feet cause she ain't got no shoes on

Shaking her head and contemplating her thoughts
Thinking this is the life the wages of her sin bought

She has no home and no car and no man
This is the life she chose because from the rest she ran

Bag lady sleeps alone, all alone with her voice
Bag lady, miss independent, all a product of choice

Don't Cry Anymore- I hope you like it.

When I wake in the morning, I don't cry anymore.
Because I've seen the mountain and I don't try anymore.
I have face my demons and I don't lie anymore.
When lay down for bed, I don't cry anymore.

My streets are clean and I don't hide anymore.
My love is flawless and I am not shy anymore.
My head is clear and I don't fight anymore.
I seen the morning and I don't cry anymore.

My rules are simple and I don't deny anymore.
I've heard your story which I don't buy anymore.
I live my future so I don't try anymore.
I've lived my past so I don't cry anymore.