By the hands on a clock The time of day appears to change Different by the minute Beckoning the seconds to tick away Here we go ’round again Will the changes ever end Or will they stay the same As they’ve always been Changing. Changing. Changing into things we’d like to see Moving to places we’d like to be Places. Places. Faces of those we know Cruel or kind, friend or foe Talking with strangers Listening alone. Alone. Change the condition Strengthened by superstition That says there’s no need To be like all the rest Constant time, constant space A constant fear, a constant place Constantly changing Changing the way…

Stars of white Flickering bright Angels to guide our way They give us sight In a darkened night And sometimes take our breath away They help us on our journeys Turn on when we are home Save us from the demons While we’re sleeping alone Together and apart They share a common heart — To help us to pretend That the day will never end Searching for darkness to overcome Fighting to reach the eyes of some Shining sparks Spirits of dark Traveling beyond Forever free For us to see Sailing on and on… They bring life to motion And emotion to our lives We panic without them For without…

Time and again we find ourselves Slipping into something real Letting go of imagination Losing the creative feel We tangle on the red tape And we lose control We gamble our hearts and minds And we sell our souls — Stumbling around From day to day — We trip and fall Then we just slip away Torn from the flesh of fantasy Pulled from the mind of make-believe Knocked-out by the punch of sanity Slipping away Musician, painter, poet, author Losing that special touch Eyes with the ability to see What the world misses so much We’re cast into confusion The world — a state of mind Pushing away creation…

Give me something to write about Give me something to sing Been racking my heart and my head all day long And I just can’t find anything I’m tired of singing of broken hearts Or the woman I had last night I’m fed up with singing about The world’s constant struggles and fights I just want to sing something That everyone will like And not have to sing the blues I want you to listen To what I’m singing And not stare at my blue suede shoes I don’t want you to hear me because it’s cool Or because your friend told you to And I don’t want you to…

A body walks the earth Aimlessly Naive of the things That it sees Missing the single element That separates the beings — The ability to share with others The songs it wishes to sing Mind in matter Helping the other to grow Mind using matter To learn the things it wants to know Vehicle in motion Transporting thoughts Expressing ideas Of immobile minds, Immortal souls — Through companionship and loyalty Experiments and curiosity They both shall thrive To keep the other alive Now it can travel The universe And wonder about the things That it sees In contact with the elements And knowing what they mean Is a part of…

Simplicity beyond expression Ideas beyond control Foresight into the master plan Which not even you can know So no one can understand Hoping it will come together Praying it will all work out Putting to work the master plan Using the easiest route Doing the best that you can For there is method to the madness A scheme beyond compare There’s system to the chaos Of which you are unaware A shining hope — a brilliant star That you can’t believe A quiet thought — a brilliant dream That you can’t retrieve Searching for minds that know the scheme To help you in your quest To make the master plan…

Dust-covered dirt Rolling tumbleweeds Shadows of unlawful deeds Lonely winds fill The hollow days Showing how the earth decays At one time people filled These empty streets They never knew who they might meet But as time went by They disappeared Along with the outlaws that they feared Empty streets — The world goes on For it is strong Live and let die As time goes by The world goes away But comes back another way That scene from another time Can’t predict what We will find No one knows Nobody knows What the world will leave behind Only time can tell How things will be When the world sets…