Early Poetry
Page Six
The Occasional Recluse
Let the moon fall down upon my head tonight, tonight
Let the moon crash down upon my bed tonight, tonight
And bury me out of sight
Let the river run free from the sea tonight, tonight
Let the river go wild and rain go free toninght, tonight
And float me out of sight

Out of sight and out of mind is where we have to be sometimes
Out of the way for another day where we can work out our way

Well I lost my job today
And given my last day's pay
Thrown out my front gate
And no food on my plate
I never believed things could get so bad
Never believed I could be this sad

Let the tractor mow down this road I hike tonight, tonight
Let them make it into a carpark site tonight, tonight
And bury me out of sight
Let the sun go down upon my head tonight, tonight
Let it melt me down like lead tonight, tonight
and melt me out of sight

Out of sight and out of mind is where we have to be sometimes
Out of the way for another day where we can work out our way

Yes I know it's not as bad as I say
I know there is a way
But finding it is hard
Especially yard by yard
When I don't know where to start
Things just fall apart
I'm not bitter when I speak these words
Just hoping for a better world
let the trees grow wild and strangle me tonight, tonight
Let the undergrowth entangle me tonight, tonight
and hide me out of sight
Let the apes and snakes adopt me tonight, tonight
Let me be part of their world tonight, tonight
And hide me out of sight

Out of sight and out of mind is where we have to be sometimes
Out of the way for another day where we can work out our way

There must be some salvation
For me and you and all nations
While some live on rations
Others live for fashion
Spending money and drinking wine
But mostly wasting valuable time
I'm not trying to put anyone down
It's just the way the world goes round

So let the wind blow free and carry me away tonight
Let it grow so strong and carry me along tonight
And carry me out of sight
When the wind dies and there's no sound tonight, tonight
When the wind dies down look around tonight, tonight
I will be out of sight

It's not so bad says a girl to me
And with her around I could agree
But I hope she is not the key
Because then there is no chance of real peace



Sad to be Happy
It's a good thing to read a book
To learn without having to look
To explore the thoughts of woman or man
Who wrote the book to understand
How things could be in a different way
For better or worse who can say
But good to know others like you
Ponder existence and not all be true

The slight breeze stirs the dreaming air
And the softness of a golden girl's hair
The leaves they float like tiny balloons
The sky is pale with a daylight moon
Is this all enough to understand
Is this enough for a contented man

But life goes around
The rat race won't slow down
Until they are laid beneath the ground
Until no more make a sound
I suppose it stops a lot of hurt
The day we are covered over with dirt

But it is good to know where you stand
It's good sometimes to be in command
To live day by day for a while at least
To know the best we need to be the least
And to climb from there with dirt in your hair
Is to know you're alive, to know you care

My hands feel warmth by the fire at night
Perched on a log in the pale moonlight
With a girl nearby whispering my name
Her eyes sparkling reflecting the flame
Is this enough to know I'm sane
Is this enough to feel no shame
Here is All I Am
Well I am here
Where have I been
It's still not clear
What I have seen
Why is it so
What I don't know
It can't be found
I look around
It must be near
What do I fear
To stand alone
Or rolling stone
Am I a statue
I can't catch you
I cant seem to move
Or find my groove
Must walk alone
Upon the road
Why is it so
I just don't know
Well I could cry
Better to die
But that's the end
And I have friends
Who feel like me
Want to be free
What do we do
To break on through
It's time to go
I wish to know
Trying to be Normal
There are many ways of trying to get through life
I know it's not easy but I will survive
And no matter how I act
Or what I do when I'm alone with you
It may seem strange
I'm only mortal
And in my way
I'm just trying to be normal

You may come home and I'm unhappy
I know it's not your fault but don't blame me
It's just the way things go round
Don't worry, I'll find my ground
And if one day we part
And say goodbye
I will know you were just trying
To get by

A crowded station at the end of the day
Is really not my idea of people at play
But they sometimes just try
To politely get by
And they stay intact
Though they are only mortal
With the comforting fact
They are trying to be normal
Direction is Wrong
I came across someone today
Who didn't want fun in any way
And a girl who cried
About a friend who died
A friend that usually lied
Cause she hadn't been far
In a life affecting no one
But herself
But that was enough to hurt the man
Who read the paper in bed
To catch up on the dead
And dying
The man who worked
Every day of his life
To support a wife
Who hid internal crying
Getting comfort from the fact
That millions were like that
Who couldn't get slack
Keep the wheel intact
To preserve their existence
What persistence
There is the youth of today
Who want to get away
Can't face each day
Of a working way
On a different thought level
They want to rebel
The company boss always looks down
On the worker who frowns
While doing a chore
He has always deplored
He is always ignored
And they are sometimes knowing
That what they are showing
Isn't the way they would be at all
If societies pressures were gone
And they admitted direction is wrong
They would follow a higher call