I’ve lived a long time,
I’ve seen many sights
during my lengthy climb
into that long night.
Some days were a delight,
some days were sublime,
and some days were a fright.
I may be past my prime,
but I’ll never quit the fight.
I’ll push past the glory and the grime
into that long night.
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My ardor spent,
I hold you tight,
and do not lament
this sultry summer night.
I feel so light,
so utterly content,
here with you tonight.
Thank you for the present
of your lovely sight,
and for your consent
this sultry summer night.
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When the storm’s at your door,
when the waters rise,
when you’re face-first on the floor –
you’re stronger than you realize.
Don’t look so surprised,
don’t act so unsure,
as though my words are lies.
I promise there’s more
to you than meets the eye.
I’m absolutely sure
you’re stronger than you realize.
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‘ere I stand,
and ‘ere I’ll stay
with sword in hand
to hold the night at bay.
I shall not stray,
no matter the demands
that come my way.
For this our land
that I guard today,
I’ll shine like a brand
to hold the night at bay.
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When I’m feeling vile,
when my temper starts to fray,
I think about your smile
at the end of a long day.
Things may look rough today,
and it may take a while,
but I know they’ll be OK.
I will reconcile
all the troubles in our way –
I’ll go the extra mile
at the end of a long day.
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Listen and learn,
children anew,
to the world’s turning
echo through you.
Life may leave you blue,
stoic and stern,
and stuck in a queue.
So let your spirit burn,
not merely simmer and stew,
let the bell of your return
echo through you.
Friendships made,
and friendships lost.
Prices paid,
and damn the cost.
Those I trusted most
left me betrayed,
threw me from their host.
The things I braved…
I will not boast.
My soul was saved,
and damn the cost.
I came here to say
I think I love you.
And even though I want to stay,
we’re through.
This problem isn’t new
and I want to think we’ll be OK
but I know it isn’t true.
I wish there was another way
or a second chance or two
but those all ran out yesterday.
We’re through.
Broken hearts in tow
but you don’t weep.
As you sow,
you shall reap.
The sins you keep
shall lay you low:
as a quivering heap.
Just so you know,
the price is steep:
for each and every hateful blow,
you shall reap.
She loved to spend her days
dancing in the light
of the summer rays.
Now isn’t that a sight.
But she cries every night
‘cause she’s lost him to the haze
of the bottle and its bite.
But tonight he finally says,
“It’s time to make things right,”
and for her mends his ways.
Now isn’t that a sight.
A (wise) man of two faces 