Poetry and Lyrics
One of the things I like to do in my spare time is write. Sometimes I write songs, sometimes poems, and every now and then I begin work on what will be my lastest epic novel! *heh* Which usually winds up being a chapter or two and I move on to the next thing that strikes my fancy. But so far, I have accumulated a somewhat decent collection of 'stuff'. All the songs and poems that I can remember are listed below in no particular order. Books and stories are in the next section.
| Redemption | A
Promise of Friendship | Fallen Angel | Little Candle | Who
Will Stop the Rain |
| In The End | The
Lost Ones | Hey, I'm Lost | Rainbows,
Trees and Flowers | The Game |
| Arrogant
Fool | This Town | Once Upon
a Time | Generation X | The
Coocoo Bird |
| Looking For Love |
Night did fall once more, as always it does.
Leaving
me alone with my thoughts.
As has become common, I stare beyond the mirror.
Behind
that pale image which so many eyes see,
Lies the truth, which waits in the
shadows.
Behind it still, the demons of doubt and despair,
Held back only
by a will which refuses to bend,
Though life itself seems to wish them freed.
Once
before did I look to the heavens,
And scream that He who claims this world
be called to task.
No answer did my heart e're receive.
Inward then did
I turn, seeking words of comfort from my soul,
Then did I learn, that it
too had grown mute.
The tasks which plague me, the stains which are never
cleaned,
The constant flux of those who come before me in need,
Had taken
all which my very essence had to offer them,
Leaving nothing behind.
Once
more did I cast my heart out,
Like bait upon a hook, waiting for one who
saught to feed upon it.
As I had done before now,
As I expected was to
be my lot.
Then, did a voice speak to me.
Not in words, but in deeds.
I
have no need of this, it said.
Though freely offered, I will not turn it
away.
Yet shall I hold it near to my own, that you might know what you have
missed.
And the screams which echoed behind me now, were not my own.
But
the cries of anguish of the demons who had lost their hold.
Once more did
I seek comfort from my soul,
From the mirror, did it smile back toward me,
And
whispered, now with her, are you whole.
©2001 A.Watson
I can give to you no more than I have.
Take no more than I deserve.
I could speak to you of all that I know,
And still more would I need to learn.
I would shine a light if it would break the darkness.
But I can not defeat all shadows.
I can tell you only of today,
I know nothing of tomorrow.
I will not be false in who I am,
Though I may hide who I was.
Though times my tongue may be unjust,
Inside my heart is love.
I will still climb so long as I,
Have strength to hold me up.
And though my steps may falter,
I will not let you drop.
I will bring comfort when you wish it,
With words or deeds or thought.
I will speak when you have need of me,
Stand silent when you do not.
I give you space within my heart,
And ask it not to break.
I ask of you forgiveness,
When I do make mistakes.
I can not always show it,
But do not doubt my love.
I've not the words to describe its depth,
So "Friend" must be enough.
©2002 A.Watson
Beauty in black, shrouded in secrets,
Darkness in the light that hides from it's shadow,
Which reality forms what you are?
The light hides itself so as not to be seen,
While it weeps with desire to be known.
The past is a weight that drags behind like a chain,
Hidden in the shadow of your passing.
Once did I see a glimmer of what you were,
Behind the mask you wear so well.
Once did I hope to know all that exists within,
Beyond the fear that holds your steps back,
From climbing up once more to the heights which,
Once you soared.
I see a dark reflection in the mirror of your soul,
So much in you is like my own.
Waiting to be seen for what it's worth,
Hiding within a veil of darkness,
To keep away those who would use,
Those who see only the beauty of the light,
And do not understand the darkness.
For one can not live without the other.
And we can not know Heaven until we've been to Hell.
I would catch you if I could.
Though all I do is hold on to a discarded feather,
From the wings of an angel,
And watch you soar alone.
©2004 A.Watson
I see the clouds up in the sky, I watch
them race across the heavens.
I close my eyes, I'm halfway there.
The things she said to me... here comes the rain on my parade.
Who wants a new tomorrow? I want my yesterday.
Build me a castle on the clouds, I'll live there with my bottled dreams.
Call the king and send in the clowns, life can never be quite what is seems.
Trying different pairs of blue jeans, trying to find a shade to match my mood.
I stand there by the mirror, I'm not quite there.
Here comes the rain again... I remember every word she said.
A little candle burns upon the table. A little cobweb hangs above my bed.
Build me a mansion in the sky, and I'll live there with all of my shattered
dreams.
Someone please call heaven and ask why, life can never be what it seems.
Little candle burns upon the table. Little cobwebs in my head.
I stare up at the sky and try to, forget the dreams that we once had.
©1995 A.Watson
I lie awake in my room, it's been raining
all night long.
I wonder why it ever had to end, I wonder where you've gone.
How can it be that we, had grown so far apart.
You said goodbye and left me holding the pieces of my heart.
Standing by the window watching the rain pour down.
And all I want is for you to be around again, to make it alright.
Photographs of me and you I have spread across my bed.
I never got to tell you all the things I should have said.
Now, it's too late. I took too long.
I thought you knew the way I was feeling I guess that I was wrong.
Every day I miss you more and tears fall from my eyes.
I never thought our love could ever die, oh why.
Right and wrong mean nothing now. There's just my dreams.
I keep searching for someone to turn to, someone to beleive.
Every day I miss you more... and I cry.
I never thought our love could ever die in vain.
Memories of what we had come back time after time.
I'd give forever just to make you mine again.
Standing by the window rain pouring down, down, down.
Through your love a heartache is all I've found.
©1991 A.Watson
Listen, on the rooftop, sounds like rain.
She watches through her window made of glass.
Counting every drop on the window pane.
She bides her time and prays to silent Gods.
Look, in the green grass, blooms a rose.
Reminding her of days been and gone.
Days when life was special, times she's lost.
And will she have the strenght to carry on.
Pictures tainted yellow, as time runs by.
She looks back on the years of what she was.
The old clock ticks, she has no more time to cry.
She sees the gate, she knows the bridge to cross.
The dreams she dreams of bright white angels, they take her from the earth.
She soars the clouds, her thoughts behind her,
No more life in a constant nightmare.
But when she awakes, they're gone, and another day rolls on.
When she wakes they're gone, and life goes on.
©1994 A.Watson
Just 15, living on the edge of life, her
mother left when her father died.
She steps into the cold word with no place to go.
Life on the streets may seem exciting,
But when the night comes it can be frightening.
Tears fall from her eyes, and she is all alone.
Weeks go by, then she meets another girl,
Who like her, has no father of mother.
She takes her to the place to meet the man.
He gives her shelter and the food that saves her,
Then he tells her that she owes him a favour.
And sends her out to work the streets make all the money she can.
Selling her virtues to the highest bidder,
It's not very long before she can't forgive herself,
And turns to drugs to ease the pain.
Time and again I would tell her please stop,
Don't wind up like the others before you.
But my words fell silent, dead upon deaf ears.
She couldn't take the pressure or the beatings maybe.
Perhaps it was that she was going to have a baby.
But three months later they found her body, dead in the rain.
Alone in the night, no comfort, no loving kiss.
The world doesn't give a damn, as it's killing off its kids.
And somewhere in the darkness, another voice is crying.
Somewhere in the city, another mother's child is dying.
Just 16, living on the edge of life, her father's gone and her mother has died,
But she's taken in, and she grows up proud and strong.
©1990 A.Watson
Well I don't know how long I've been gone
now,
Still can't seem to settle down and stay.
Been feeling alot like Mary and Joseph,
Everywhere I go I find I'm turned away.
Now I don't think it's too much I'm asking,
Just somewhere down the road to call my home.
And if the winds of luck blow with me,
I won't walk this lonely road alone.
With my thumb stuck out and my hat on backwards,
Trying to hitch a ride towards my dreams.
Yet every time I'm one little step closer,
Obstenence steps in to patronize me.
Don't tell me what is right and wrong,
I know my heart and it will always be this way.
Though I'm feeling like a dog who has lost his master,
All he wants to do is find that stick and play.
Hey, I don't why I can't stop running.
Hey, I don't know where I am or where I'm going.
Hey, it's possible I'm forgetting something.
Hey, I've got to find a place to call my own.
Well, it's half past high time I found happiness,
I've walked this road for way too long.
I want to lay her down in the green grass,
Kiss her lips, and tell her that I'm home.
©1995 A.Watson
Moonbeams shine on the riverbed as
children lay down their sleepy heads.
Dew drops shine on the flowers, silver droplets.
As lovers hesitate by the garden and share their first kiss.
Can't we have another night like this?
Across the sky, a rainbow's brilliant colors.
I watch the children play, splashing in the water.
The flowers drink the life that Mother Nature sent them.
And as we held each other tight, I swear it felt like heaven.
Can't we have another day to be, the beautiful something,
That once was you and me?
Cause now the rain just fills the river of broken promise,
Flowing to a sea of heartache and of pain.
Now the sun, instead of bringing the wonder of a new day,
Just proves to me that I'm alone and I'll never see you again.
The river is dried now; mud cracks on the bottom.
The children have moved away they've almost all forgotten.
The flowers that years ago were turned into a highway.
I just hope you are doing well, cause nothing's going my way.
And we'll never again have the chance to be.
Running together, young, in love and free.
©1990 A.Watson
She sits there alone, crying tears in a
coffee that turned very cold,
Several hours before.
I smile, she says nothing, but I know here story,
I've seen it, I've lived it, though some years before.
Afternoon nightcaps, a love that's gone wrong,
The trials of a life that has barely begun.
Dances in moonlight to an old favorite song,
And chemical candy to help keep it fun.
She sits there alone, wiping tears from her red eyes,
Hoping that no one has witnessed her shame.
I smile, and I wink, just to say that it's alright,
I've been there before, and it's always the same.
Glamourless parties and faces you don't know,
Crying yourself to sleep night after night.
Playing along with the game of life just so,
You hope you can win maybe just once or twice.
I wish that I'd know then what I know from being there,
If I did then I could say,
I'd take you and show you how life isn't always fair,
But keep you one step ahead of the game.
I sit here alone, dreaming dreams of a time not so long ago.
It seems so long ago.
When I could have been, often seen with a tear in my eye,
And no place to go.
©1996 A.Watson
You said, in this country I am the sun,
life lifts to my gaze.
The people are held in the grasp of my hand, I rule this day.
The world is bound by the sound of my voice, the message that I send.
All are rapt by the light in my eyes, but all good dreams must end.
You told me once that you lived for power, that you ruled by fear.
But now your friends don't come around because your high horse touches the
stratosphere.
Waving money as if it was ID, dancing heavy on the toes of the worlds.
But when your spark of life has ended, history won't write a single word.
Take a look, the mirror tells no lies, and tell me what you see.
Come on out of vanity's shadow, it's time to come clean.
Even Scrooge had three ghosts to tell him what he had to do.
Money doesn't make you special, just an arrogant fool.
You step on everyone you meet and you see nothing odd.
Your life is built upon deceit, who died and made you God?
©1993 A.Watson
Once I was free but then I woke up again
To the same reoccuring
dream
Dreams of freedom.
God please get me out of here.
Time... time they say
Has a way to turn things around
But time, won't
heal the pain
That I felt on my way down
In this town, life it brings you down
In this town, you're made to play
the clown
On this town, it seems God tends to frown
On this town, in this
town.
So I got up and left it all behind
Tried to start my life in a different
world
Everywhere I look and everything I see
Just brings back all those
memories for me
I know I've, got to shut them out
And wash these dreams away
I've pit
myself against the odds
Now I'm going the other way
From this town, where life it brings you down
In this town, you're made to
play the clown
On this town, it seems God tends to frown
On this town, in
this town
Generations come and go, entrenched by their views
But take another look
at life, take a look at you
What have you got to lose?
You know life it brings you down.
When you're made to play the
clown
And I think God tends to frown,
On this town. In this town.
©1988 A.Watson
Once upon a time in a land called La-La
Lived a girl that I once saw.
Long black hair straight down her back and
Eyes of green that seemed to catch
Your stare and she would not let go
Until the sheep came running home
Dragging their tales behind them.
Eenie, meenie, minie, mo
Catch your lover by the toe
Lay her down and kiss her gently
Jack was nimble... but then he...
Sitting in a rubber tree, looking at the honey bee
Busy, busy, buzzy bee, just the way he aughta be
Purple moon lights up the night sky
Shining down to where you and I
Sit eating our curds and whey
Just another busy day in a land they call La-La.
Jumping over candlesticks will get your ass burnt
Living on Monopoly but when is it my turn.
Lovers stray by the garden pathways
But when they are gone then the band will play.
©1996 A.Watson
The era of peace they say, but still we fight
You stole this and I took
that, so both wrongs make a right?
A time of hope they say, well.. maybe
so
If you live in high-class luxury in 90210.
I saw you turn your head
away as the starving baby cried
Well maybe you would feel something if that
baby's face was white
Rob the poor to feed the rich, while democracy
declines
Robin Hood must have truly died, or can we be so blind.
You tell me we do nothing, to change the world you've made.
But if you'd
get your foot up off my back, it wouldn't be this way.
Play the game and run
the race, while the millions cry
I'm content in knowing that one day, we all
must die.
Halleluiah praise the Lord and we will free your soul
All we're asking in
return is universal mind control
In a world of give and take we're left
without a choice
And the only thing that is freely given is the anger in your
voice
So quick to judge me, fearing what you do not know
Terrified by any
creativity that we might show
Guard your money from the many, who cannot fare
so well
Take your BMW and drive it straight to hell.
You tell us to do something, to change the world you made
But if you'd
take your head out from your ass, there still is more to say
Play the game
and run the race, people still will cry
I'll make my peace in knowing, one
day, we all must die
I want, need, have to have, but don't
I live, love, lust and sometimes
hurt
I beg, steal borrow, still I don't know
What it is we do it all
for
Brown trees, black skies, drink your poison
Old men get fat, starving
kids die
Try to take the time to tell me
What it is we do it all for?
Living, learning, watch them burning
Lies and pride and love
Trying,
dying, no use crying
Over spilled blood
Fly, fly away
You tell me we do nothing, to change the world you've made.
But if you'd
get your foot up off my back, it wouldn't be this way.
Play the game and run
the race, while the millions cry
I'll make my peace in knowing, one day, we
all must die
©1996 Aerik Watson/Nemesis
Hello my friend, my little coocoo bird
You sit in your clock and you don't say a word
Except every hour, when you come out
To tell the time to me.
Life's little trials, don't mean alot to me
As long as you're here, to keep me company
I can depend, on you
You'll never let me down.
I sit in my clock, a little coocoo bird
Locked in the dark, behind this wooden door
I can't get out, 'cept every hour
To tell the time to you.
I wish I could fly, high, like all the other birds
Way up in the sky, not like a coocoo bird
Who sings the same song
Over and over and over and over again.
Maybe next time when clockwork lets me out
Instead of "CooCoo" I will scream and shout
LET ME OUT!
I remember when they made me
And they told me what I was to do.
But I've been in this clock for 25 years
And it doesn't look like I'm going to be out soon.
I'm sick to death of Coo-coo-cooing
And dodging sneak attacks by the cat
I want to take to the open skies
What's so bad about that?
I never knew, that you felt this way
When you said "CooCoo" I thought you meant to play
Although I am young, I'll do what I can do
To rescue you.
Be ready when the clock strikes
To pull me from my perch
Set me free, please set me free
I don't want to be a CooCoo Bird!
Hello my friend, my little CooCoo Bird
You lay on the floor, and you don't say a word
Your time has run out...
And I will shed a tear for you.
©1992 A.Watson
Looking for Love ( I Never Was)
Do you mind if I sit here awhile, lost in the warmth of your smile.
I can feel myself falling for you.
I know I hardly know your name, it doesn't change, that
I can't stop thinking about you.
I never went out looking for love, but I tripped and I fell right at your door.
It must be a sign from above, so I keep on coming back for more.
I try not to let you see, all that's inside of me.
Afraid I might chase you away.
But though I've tried my best, these feelings they won't rest.
They grow stronger every day.
I don't know how many dreams I've dreamed.
Or how many times I've seen you next to me.
But the longer I hold it in me.
The more I feel that it was meant to be.
I never went out looking for love. No, but I tripped and I fell in love right at your door.
It must be a sign from above. So I keep on coming back for more.
I sit and I watch you smile...
©1992 A.Watson