Dedicate a Song to Someone

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[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l7Vf9Fqi17Y&feature=related"]So Far Away - Carole King - YouTube[/ame]

 

To ladies of PF

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BQGFFYEIfhU&feature=related"]Shania Twain - She's Not Just A Pretty Face - YouTube[/ame]

 

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1pMXZRzzM9k&playnext=1&list=PL390DEBC7F1930D5B"]ELTON JOHN- Texan Love Song (Live) 1998 - YouTube[/ame]

 

Thanks.
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8gFCW3PHBws&ob=av2e"]Gavin DeGraw - I Don't Want To Be - YouTube[/ame]



She holds the mastery and the hidden of a given moment that shapes thought and lends her image to the reason of my passions. To leave her impressed here in this time making her lasting. Now she becomes a thing I see to feel. Captured by pen and written down on me as a scene from then. She is like a mystery of the unknown thats felt and searched for so I can understand and find the things that give me cause to dream.

Standing here thoughted I find myself in calm.
Pulled down and drawn, like flakes to the ground.
For my self when; and from her, us again.

Thanks for letting me be myself.

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I like this Ray Lamontagne song I wrote this to it. Its Why

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yC7UyLQNigw&feature=player_embedded"]For The Summer (Live on Letterman) - YouTube[/ame]



Monday, May 30, 2011
Its Why

Its like a knob that won’t turn. Its a match that won’t
burn. Its the tune you can’t unlearn. Its the tear weld
and held that will not cry. Its the sad of our last goodbye.
Its the who of our why. Its this breath I am taking. Its this
poem I am making. Its this hurts aching.

It is about you I am speaking. Its the missing you part
we are now reading. Written here by my hearts pleading.
Told to it by my needing. Sorrow becomes our new
greeting, keeping us from meeting. Still dreams have
us achieving. Hope tricks me with believing. Your
memory’s lure deceiving. Me regretting leaving.

Days are longest when heights of thoughts fail to peak
and we fall around me. Turning to glances of romance,
my dreams perpetuate longed for beliefs. Stolen by me.
Now replaced with grief, aiding the sufferance of this
foolish thief, who seeks forgiveness and begs relief.

Half myself a part of pleasure, arrested in this gloomy
measure. The culprit of my displeasure. He writes this
burying my hearts treasure. Casting affections aside
like worn out collections. Sending togetherness off in
two different directions. Thus his lovelornness, keeping
me bereft. Loneliness undergoes corrections caused by
self inflictions from this shallow lovers depth.

Rounds of travels repeated, and like a race want only their
finish. They begin and end with the sounded gavels lay.
To my hearts dismay sentencing me everyday. Ordered
to wander aimlessly and feel then need. There to remain
empty aloof an morose. Silhouetted as if a ghost.
Cast as a lonely soul that’s unable to be made whole.

Maddened passions I hide. This episode laid aside.
Turning to flee, I fall over the edge of reason tumbling
down into me. Inward a storm of clouded desire builds
around the emptiness. From the sorrowed joy of solitude,
I reach the point leading to the sole answer for this romancer:
To begin again. Stopping the nightmare of loves, perpetual
end.

The prelude to this servitude in attitude lessens with
the lasting loss of you. Made innocent by our doing.
Made young when new. Made wrong when through.
Captured as a melody that’s played as a hurt. The beats
to each measure pulse in me as I place this here to us.

Righting our past trials. Its unlike an end, but more a path
that’s ahead of me, and on it I can see these words. As I
go they are left behind to soothe other fallen travelers, by
punishing the meek and trying the weak and giving voice
to those too ill with, “its” innocence of conscience to speak.

 

They need $10million to finish this memorial and 10 years later, they should be able to do so. Please give, if you can to remember these great American Heroes who gave their lives on September 11, 2001 to save so many others.

You can give at honorflight93.org

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TUmhtWUheTY&feature=related"]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TUmhtWUheTY&feature=related[/ame]

 

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gh1m0eC1004"]David Ball Riding With Private Malone - YouTube[/ame]

What Billy Ray Cyrus should be known for instead of the awful Achy Breaky Heart...tithe track to the album Achy Breaky is on...a reminder that Some Gave All...

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ydWhRObVxrM"]Billy Ray Cyrus - Some Gave All - YouTube[/ame]

 

In memorium

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Xl558k0QAo"]Miami 2017 Concert for NYC - YouTube[/ame]

 

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kzdUvMrUwBs"]Vern Gosdin - What Would Your Memories Do - YouTube[/ame]

26/36

24/28

22/24

20/22

18/20

16/18​

Wecome back

 

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RWYEEcs95xM"]Words I Couldn't Say - Rascal Flatts - YouTube[/ame]



Reflections Through Tears

These steps caused by time from bearing this weight I couldn't wait to know for you are now through. To say bye is all thats left for us two, too do. Part ways and seek better days, where we are free to analyze the cries from our eyes, for the dreams of us to our needs and loves pleas, giving us reflections through tears and helping to abandon our fears.

These reflections of visions, showing us the strength sorrows build to hearts broken with loving care and untended to with a firm forgetting; turn to pleasures of pain worn outward and painted by grief. Projections indeed of surety, and wearing the knowing of tears mirrored through years from workouts to hurts. Exercises to strengthen falling in and out of togetherness.

Falling like night, stark contrasts to the day commissioned to play times cruel symphony. The dark lays and moves rolls and meets, touches then rushes around her outward grief. Black slivers don the landscape of rich tormented applause. Like a crowd they gather in places and congregate to watch the unfolding of loves toneless melody.

A saddened fixture, now set like a monument of stone placed here on display. Carved out of memories from paths walked with steps to promises that were broken. With a silence only she can hear, left statued and mourning for the mornings light to run the bitter darkness of love away so she can remain still, frozen and lifeless a picturesque shell on display for another day. A sculpture to the best of the worst for the last of her first hurts. Giving whispers to her whole hearts parts. Starting to stop the hands of feeling as the minutes and seconds turn to days and hours. Holding her here for the begining of an end to a now without him.

 

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSgTAJiWXvs&NR=1"]Kid Rock - Lonely Road Of Faith [Video].VOB - YouTube[/ame]

 

Here's to my Ex who unceremoniously took off after 19 years.

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atBg9zLI2bA"]Pray for You - Jaron and The Long Road to Love :: Official Video - YouTube[/ame]

I do wish her no ill, she literally saved my life in 1996. I developed a blood born bacterial infection after a bad vehicle accident. Had she not used the Fireman's body drag to get me into the car and to the Hospital, I would have croaked in our bed.

Do I pray for her, yes, but to find what ever it is she's looking for and be happy. But, the video is darn funny.

 

Here man

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u-S5M9oD2wc&feature=related"]The Eagles- Already Gone - YouTube[/ame]

 

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9B2C1HNJU4A"]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9B2C1HNJU4A[/ame]

 

To my wonderful wife.. Who else??


[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E3xw_u2LGh8"]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E3xw_u2LGh8[/ame]

 

For those who grant themselves the freedom to think and question and by doing so, remove the shackles of dogma from their feet.

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wS7CZIJVxFY"]The Fibonacci in Lateralus - YouTube[/ame]

 

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=toHlMD50eYY"]Jethro Tull - Thick as a Brick - Madison Square Garden 1978 - YouTube[/ame]

The man said,”: but see me once and see the way I feel.”

Online here or was it another place.
Same ID? Pm’s? Contacts list?
These places at times have
the same traces. And put me
in a gloom to search my mood
to move and feel for the new.
Maybe back to the old ,
or is it a fresher bold?

Dancers here step to quick?
Nah to slow? My partners
getting old. I need relief I’ve
lost my belief. Should I bolt
like a thief? Oh hell just leave!

Hustlers and shills, whiners
and -players for real. Takes
a bunch to make a place, even
in moderation. Ah-that may
be an over generalization.
Then again what’s the alteration an
altercation? Management knows.

When the floor is new or clear and the
moods right- then god!
The dancing’s so nice. Threads
flow like wine and drinking
it’s so fine. Besting ourselves.
Watching and waiting -finding
needing, breeding our thoughts.
And posting in jubilation.

Together or never again.
The lonely only need apply.
Why? Everybody knows the
dancing can be so fine.
Two as one- that sort a thing.
Get all dressed up with your
special bling- an dinga linga
ring, make your image sing.
　
Learn the forums decorum.
Get a clue and state your passions.
Defend your position with
logic and thought backed by ration.
And less with exaggeration or
insensitive gyration.

Weathered and seasoned tempered
with reason. See who reacts.
Defend the attacks!
Keep track to warrant the payback.
Foster your patience and ignore
your excitations and build your
relations. And grow your reputation.

 

[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iOuOEAFThnY&feature=fvsr]Alanis Morissette - Perfect[/ame]

You can expect someone to be perfect, but no one really is. We all try our best, and that's all we can do.
I dedicate this song to my boss. Enjoy.

 

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6-WMbP1RcC4&feature=related"]Neil Young - Like A Hurricane - YouTube[/ame]

This image straying from us into the glass, faint with your reflection captured between the panes an placed like a portrait fading to the haunted autumn scene past the glaze, embedded in the fall beyond it. Glad bursts of change and gold’s bold with comfort, reds warming mood, browns mellow sentiment. Then on to the sorrowful yellow depth of us now as they mix our souls to blend with the splashes of seasoned emotions set against the colors in us. This fall is like any other. First the vibrant feelings of amber and crimson then pale shades of green give way to light pastel shifts from thoughts for each other in these moving moments that tend us through toward the willingness of fate. Shapes of edges are outlined with light flowing around them and scented with wonder then collected from visions of us through leaves hardened, becoming fragile to touch while they grow dying beyond what we acknowledge. Drafted before us in this season to now as when we had loved. That too, is delicate and waiting to fall to the landscape of our lives. Bringing us this hurt past the gaze of our hearts. Swift brisk tensions lead this blustery day, mimicking the breeze flowing over the felled remnants of time, as it moves undaunted brightly clad with changes that whisper to our eyes. The trees drop colors to litter the ground leaving their branches bare in places, in this season that has followed what was before it and will soon end, to be felt by what comes after it.

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[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8SbUC-UaAxE&ob=av2e"]Guns N' Roses - November Rain - YouTube[/ame]

 

To all of the wonderful ladies here.

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SsSVcRYh8dE&feature=fvst"]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SsSVcRYh8dE&feature=fvst[/ame]