go back a day in your life and meet yourself, i know you could find a better friend than time to show you how to live, but a doorway must be made into the secrets of infinity.
oh, if that child of yesterday only knew what you know now, he would not be so lost, so foolish, so afraid of the darkness around him. but you can't tell him that he will reach tommorrow, because tommorrow never comes but remains tantalizingly near with its promises of happiness. reach back and give him your understanding; it's the least and the most you can do for him now. each day is a life, too precious to be wasted. so let each life teach for the many that follow. the lesson is yours to decide.
come with me coco
i want to be near you
open your love wide
and let me come in
i've been so long waiting here
on the outside
i've forgotten how warm love
can make you within
why won't you listen
when i sing my songs
why can't you tell that
they're all sung for you
you seem to think that
i hide from the sunshine
when all i mean to do
is to make my own skies
let's spend our life time
sharing our hearts joy
they haven't seen how
you know we can love
why should we wait
till our shadows have passed us
now is our time, our future is now.
and if i must go
i will go alone. it seems i must.
no one pretends that it will be easy,
as though the hard times will purchase
peace and love.
where is my strength if not in my heart?
did you disbelieve my love's lasting?
then you may also expect the moon
to fall from the sky
and god's own sun to flicker cold.
the language of love may fail me
but it's warmth and beauty
are forever mine.
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the clouds crossed the sun
just over my shoulder and blocked
its warmth from me.
i shoved my hands deep into my pockets
and stalked into the crisp winter air
to find what strange desires
had stolen my soul.
then you passed me on the street
loughing with your friends
i turned to find you looking back at me
and your smile had gone.
your friends tugged at your sleeves, joking
they conveyed you away
i returned to my search
alone
i found my way to the edge of the icy sea
and watched the fishing boats hurrying
to their berths to hide from the coming squall
i know them to be me
fleeing the torments of a confused life,
so i joined them in the sea.
how could she have learned so fast and so well? she found so easily and so soon what i may seek forever. she must have passed me on life's road in the years i've been asleep.
i know that tommorrow will smile at me,
i'm on my way again
i damn near smoked myself to death
last night
but i'm still here and longing
for a second chance to join in on the chorus
i want to live the life i had
in the palm of my hand
when i knew what i was about
a chance again to smile and i will
take it; i've found how much it means
to really be free, even from myself
i cant't pretend to know all the answers
this time, but at least
i remember the questions.
music can take you to a place where
reality is a distant mirage
a place for your soul to lie down
in the grass and drift away with
the breezes of time. you are
what you sing,
ah, what a blow to the empire!
in the dark of the morning
hides a man who knows this city
by its smell
entering a shack through a door in the back
he chases an alley cat from his home
in the trash behind the world's storefront
chapels of idolatry.
no one will seek him there
he needs to be forgotten for now.
his presence screams that our responsibilities
have been shirked
he's a more complete man alone
than many of my friends compiled
(and edited by irving wallace in
his day of maniacs and storms)
black alice is really a friend of yours (bam-ba-lam)
she helps you all she can because
she hates you so much it hurts her
to go on without you
in the dark of the mid-day sun
runs a child to find his fate
don't deprive him of his dreams
you had visions once too
and its all that's left you.
he needs his mind to hide in
just as you do
we are all so different we are identical
and my part of you with your part
of me makes only half a love
god holds the rest for his blessed children
don't seek your life so much it can't
find you, and never
let it find you too much alone.
in the shadows of a sunless evening
lurk the fears of my generation
terror at being no one when
no one is who we must be to survive
without "us" there is no "them"
to hate, love, fear and improve upon
each life must fall before the next
to add life upon life in the supremacy
of living over death
so it is all there, even if we may
have nothing to live up to but death
dying to live our own way.
what song would you sing
if you were i?
who would i try to please
were i you?
what time would the bell ring
if tommorrow were today?
yet who would care for this endlessly
sighing child of the insanity?
i will never know how close
i am to you unless you tell me
in a way much clearer than
anything i have already perceived
though i know you eyes shine
with what i know as love, what
do those eyes see in mine?
your songs are sweet and lull
me to blissful sleep in your arms.
but where rest your head and by
what sandman's charm do you
slumber if not for love?
what dreams would you dream
if you were i?
what sensations would i seek
were i you?
what stars would guide us
if the clouds blacked out the sky?
our directions are limited by
where we have already traveled
no one dares going back to
where it began for fear of getting lost
in the feeling of deja vu.
if music has a soul, will no one
try to save it?
what rainbows would you chase
if you were i?
what sweetness would i taste
were i you?
more from Toward Yesterday to be added soon