this little light of mine/ I'm gonna let it shine/ tell you what I'll find/ something called peace of mind/ this little light of mine/ I do believe it's time/ let it shine, let it shine, let it shine
I am not a disease/ I'm gonna let it shine/ I'm gonna do just what I please/ with notes and chords and rhyme/ this little light of mine/ I do believe it's time/ to let it shine, let it shine, let it shine
today I went for a walk/ the sky was blue and the air was clear/ I was sitting at home doing nothing/ I said "I gotta get out of here"/ so I went to the door and opened it up/ preparing to go outside/ when a memory came out of nowhere/ to take me for a ride
but I didn't let that stop me/ my feet were itching to go/ some place where no one could stop me/ some place I don't even know/ but that memory wouldn't let go of me/ it came with me each step on the way/ and when I returned home/ I didn't have nothing to say
(chorus) oh dear Lord, please let me be/ take those memories away from me/ oh dear Lord, hear me out/ memories are not what I'm about
all I ever wanted/ was a life of my own/ where I could be myself/ where I could make my home/ in some peaceful valley/ where I am not in danger/ where somebody knows me/ where I am not a stranger/ the cold of this city/ chills me to the bone/ all I ever wanted/ was a life of my own
all that history/ you've experienced so far/ add up to make you/ whoever you are/ all those mistakes/ every wrong left-hand turn/ just give you another/ lesson to learn
(bridge) well, I've learned quite enough/ thank you/ I've had all I can take/ the road's been tough/ I've plowed through/ no victory do I make
Sandy sits alone at night/ she sees her face in the fading light/ the mirror cannot show/ everything she ought to know/ she dream of days yet to come/ where her problems fall, one by one/ and she believes that one day/ she'll be satisfied
Sandy tells stories to herself/ only she can hear them, there's no one else/ stories of romance and riches/ and son-of-a-bitch, it's hard to understand/ life does not go on as planned/ but she keeps working hard/ knowing she will go far/ she'll be satisfied
(bridge) what happens when dreams don't come true/ when wishes are garbage/ when hope is through/ when anything is never enough/ when there is no chance of any kind of love
I've already written something and this fuckin' computer got rid of it. I try to fuckin' do what I need to do, but something always fucks up. This computer, this goddamn worthless piece of shit.
Sandy sits by herself at night/ and sees her face in the fading light/ the mirror cannot show/ everything she ought to know/ she dream of days yet to come/ where her problems fall down, one by one/ and she believes that one day/ she'll be satisfied
Sandy tells stories to herself/ only she can hear them, there's no one else/ stories of romance and riches/ and son-of-a-bitch, it's hard to understand/ life does not go on as planned/ but she keeps working hard/ knowing she will go far/ she'll be satisfied
with my back against a tree/ I rest in the shade/ for one moment I am free/ from the mess my life has made/ I dream of how it should have been/ before losing, born to win/ home with family, dogs, and friends/ meet my children and my wife/ welcome to my other life
I think about what I've missed/ as I walk these city streets alone/ my mind's confused, but still insists/ I've never really found my home/ I think about the years gone by/ the saying's old, but time does fly/ leaving you alone to cry/ against the fading light/I hide in my other life
(bridge) to always live in fantasy/ that's what my life turned out to be/ falsehoods, lies, and fantasy/ are all I have to show
I don't know who I am/ barely human, filled with sorrow/ I don't know if I can/ lift my face to see tomorrow/ so I dream of what could be/ if I could change my history/ the old world laughs in front of me/ and misery cuts like a knife/ welcome to my other life
hair of gray/ sandpaper skin/ that he feels/ comfortable in/ it's lasted him/ eighty years/ and it still has not/ disappeared/ how do you do/ he says to you/ the man that hard life once knew/ no more weekly nine-to-five/ ain't it great to be alive
with my back against a tree/ I rest in the shade/ for one moment I am free/ from the mess my life has made/ I dream of how it should have been/ before losing, born to win/ home with family, dogs, and friends/ meet my children and my wife/ welcome to my other life
I think about what I've missed/ as I walk these city streets alone/ my mind's confused, but still insists/ I've never really found my home/ I think about the years gone by/ the saying's old, but time does fly/ leaving you alone to cry/ against the fading light/I hide in my other life
(bridge) don't leave me here to wonder why/ I stare up slowly to the sky/ I wish to God that I could cry/ sometimes
sometimes I don't know who I am/ barely human, filled with sorrow/ I don't know if I can/ lift my face to see tomorrow/ so I dream of what could be/ changes to my history/ there's a world in front of me/ but misery cuts like a knife/ welcome to my other life
with my back against a tree/ I rest here, in the shade/ for one moment I am free/ from the mess my life has made/ I dream of how it should have been/ before losing, born to win/ home with family, dogs, and friends/ meet my children and my wife/ welcome to my other life
I think about what I've missed/ as I walk these streets alone/ my simple mind still insists/ I've never really found my home/ I think about the days gone by/ the saying's old, but time does fly/ leaving you alone to cry/ out against its lies/I hide in my other life
(bridge) don't leave me here to wonder why/ I stare up slowly to the sky/ I wish to God that I could cry/ sometimes
sometimes I don't know who I am/ barely human, filled with sorrow/ I don't know if I can/ lift my face to see tomorrow/ so I dream of what could be/ changes to my history/ there's a world in front of me/ misery cuts like a knife/ so welcome to my other life
out among the rolling waves/ the rough and rocky open sea/ the storm clouds proudly misbehave/ as they take world from under me/ I smell danger/ I sound the warning/ inside my old aching head/ the world laughs before me/ as it strives to strike me dead/ to leave me rotting in my grave/ there among the rolling waves
out among the open waves/ it is there my future waits/ there is nothing left to save/ it takes all that it can take/ nobody knows that I am here/ there's no friends, no family/ if I were to disappear/ no one would know except for me/ no comfort will I crave/ there among the rolling waves
out among the rolling waves/ that is where I'll wait for you/ not out where the roads are paved/ not where land is mine to view/ the world laughs before me/ its cruelty is mine to bear/ I know faith will not ignore me/ not that anyone would care/ I do my best to be brave/ there among the rolling waves
out among the rolling waves/ the rough and rowdy open sea/ the storm clouds proudly misbehave/ in the world in front of me/ I smell danger/ I sound the warning/ inside my old aching head/ the world laughs there before me/ as it strives to leave me dead/ to leave me rotting in my grave/ there among the rolling waves
out among the open waves/ it is there my future waits/ there is nothing left to save/ it takes all it can take/ nobody knows I'm here/ no friends, no family/ if I were to disappear/ no one would know except for me/ the world laughs there before me/ knowing what it holds in store/ no one left to tell my story/ I'll be gone forevermore/ no comfort will I crave/ there among the rolling waves
out among the rolling waves/ that's where I will wait for you/ not out where the roads are paved/ not where land is mine to view/ the world laughs there before me/ its cruelty is mine to bear/ I know faith will not ignore me/ not that anyone would care/ I do my best to be brave/ there among the rolling waves
out among the rolling waves/ the rough and rowdy open sea/ the storm clouds proudly misbehave/ in the world in front of me/ I see danger/ I sound the warning/ inside my old aching head/ the world laughs there before me/ as it strives to leave me dead/ to leave me rotting in my grave/ there among the rolling waves
out among the open waves/ it's there my future waits/ there is nothing left to save/ it takes all it can take/ nobody knows I'm here/ no friends and no family/ if I were to disappear/ no one would know except for me/ the world laughs there before me/ knowing what it holds in store/ I'll be gone forevermore/ there among the rolling waves
I saw my shadow today/ I didn't recognize the sun/ the fires blew smoke upon our little town/ soot and ash on everyone/ what I would give for a clear blue sky/ I know it's coming by and by/ if I'm patient/ it will come
I've got my passport/ I've got money in the pockets of my jeans/ I'm not a nobody like you/ no, I'm a man of means/ I can turn Mondays into Fridays/ for all you working folks/ I've got power and I've got glory/ you can tell I ain't no joke/ I'm a world traveler/ this world's the only place I've known/ I'm always by my lonesome/ anywhere I am is somewhere I call home
out among the rolling waves/ the rough and rowdy open sea/ the storm clouds proudly misbehave/ in the world in front of me/ I see the danger/ I sound the warning/ inside my old aching head/ I salute the world there before me/ as it strives to leave me dead/ to leave me rotting in my grave/ there out among the rolling waves
Another day of fires here in Oregon. The sky is more than dreary; it's smoky and smells like a gigantic campfire. There's nothing good about this. I don't know when this will, literally, blow over. I'm hearing next week, but I'm also hearing that it will get worse. I don't know.
I don't know what I'm going to do today. Probably read a lot. Probably play guitar. I'm kinda hungry, but I'm doing that intermittent fasting stuff where you eat all your calories in an eight hour period. It kinda sucks but it's not too bad. I feel kinda bad because I'm not walking, but I know how unhealthy the air quality is, so I'm not going out there.
So, all in all, it's just another day, except it's got fires and smoke and there's a pandemic going on and our so-called president is a fuckin' asshole and I want him out of there in November. That's all. It's just another day in a great big world.
It is so fuckin' ugly outside. Fires are raging all over the west coast and 500,000 people have had too be evacuated here in Oregon. Thankfully, things are all right here, but it's very smoky and the sky is this weird orange-brown color. I'm not going for a walk today.
This sad, sad city. First we have all the political upheaval, all the protests, the fuckin' president -- I even hate to call him that -- using our city as a way to threaten the rest of the country...It's all too fuckin' much. It's fuckin' insane, that's what it is. I know things can't return to normal, but I sure wish they would. We're reaching new heights as far as bring shut-ins go. Can't go outside, can't see other people. This whole world is poison right now.
I've talked with my brother and sister in Southern California, and they're doing all right. It's kind of the same as here, actually. Everything's smoky and they're dealing with their grandkids attending school from home. Nothing is normal. I'm not sure what normal even means anymore.
It's been so strange for so long that I can barely remember what it used to be like. All my regular frames of reference are gone. I'm just hoping that this all comes to an end soon.
it's one of those days where everything goes wrong/ it's another day of my life/ waiting for things that will never happen/ even though I always think they might/ it's one of those days when nothing good happens/ and life is at its worst/ sometimes I think my life is/ not a blessing, but a curse
when the sun sets/ will you wait for me/ to come in from the fields/ after a long, hot day/ will you tell me that it's worth it/ working all your life/ for a harvest that may never come/ your way
when the moon rises/will you sit with me/and talk about your day/with the work that you do/will you tell me that it's worth it/ sacrificing now for/ a day that may never come/ something that may not be true
(bridge) do you have faith in me/ that I will do what's right/ do you have faith in me/ in the still and silent night
when the morning breaks/ will you ease my mind/ will you tell me/ hope is on its way/will you tell me that it's worth it/ taking everything on faith/ can you convince me/ that we will not fade away
I am waiting
for this computer
to quit double-spacing
when I want single spacing.
Just a simple little thing
that would help me write.
It's yet another road block
to meeting my potential.
I didn't want to wake up/ I wanted to stay in bed/ I wanted to pull the blankets/ up over my head/ and pretend that I/ didn't have to work/ I'll stay here in bed/ where I can't be hurt/ and the hours will pass/ and I will, at last/ be at peace
I didn't want to call you/ I didn't want to talk/ I wanted to find some place/ where I can take a walk/ to another country/ to another land/ to another morning/ where I can be who I am/ and the hours will fly/ to a time where I/ can be at peace
(bridge) and I will sleep/ till I can't sleep anymore/ and I will sleep/ the way I used to sleep before/ all this trouble/ knocked on my door
I didn't want to worry/ so I fell asleep instead/ those pills the doctor gave me/ did a number on my head/ so I will dream/ the dreams of the sane/ knowing that bad luck/ has memorized my name/ and the hours will pass/ and I will, at last/ be at peace
nothing is right/everything's wrong/nothing is where/it's supposed to belong/everything's wrong/nothing is right/any time's good for a Saturday night
I put in my hours/I play by the rules/I swallowed the lies/that they told me in school/so don't get me started/unless you want to fight/it's the perfect time/ for a Saturday night
(bridge) hand me that bottle/get me some pills/I'm gonna make this world/bend to my will
fuck all these voices/inside of my brain/I'm looking at silence/I'm drunk in the rain/I'm callused and trying/with all of my might/any time's good for a Saturday night/any time's good for a Saturday night
truth be told/I'm not sure about a lot of things/I don't know what the future will bring/but I'm getting old/I've heard that winter turns to spring/but I don't think that is happening/I still feel cold/truth be told
truth be told/around here life doesn't change/it's merely time to rearrange/but I'm getting old/patience is not my strong suit/my pockets are not filled with loot/it's getting kinda old/truth be told
I know there were some problems/but how was the play, mrs. Lincoln?/I know you had other issues/there was something else you were thinking/but we worked hard rehearsing our roles/such is the state of the art/I hope you enjoyed our play, Mrs. Lincoln/ at least until everything fell apart
