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Snowy Interval

Our winter is right around the corner
And the thought takes me back
To when we found ourselves
Last time around
In the coldest of days.

Even in those harshest of elements
In the coldest of all the months
I couldn't feel the chill
Because between your smile and your words
They were the best of days.

And just like the unpredictable Alberta weather
The storms rolled in
I tried to stand my ground
Withstand the worst of what it could throw
Until I found the peace to know the storm was me.

The summer months were devastating
The air was dry
The sun was unrelenting
It was a record year
But the chill in the empty hole was all I knew.

The leaves have been falling awhile
The mind wanders when unchecked
Smelling the weather changing
Has the heart reeling
For another one of those great snowy intervals.
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Washboard Blues

My favourite saying of late
Is that I wanna cry.

The world has been crumbling around
The people
The state of affairs
The disbelief.

I say the words
Jokingly
But there's a piece of me
That would kindly accept
A tear...
Or two.

There have been more days
Than less
That I could use a reset button.

I would start it all again,
There are times where I regret
Everything.

If I wanted to live with no regrets
I probably could have done more
I probably could have said more
I should have meant more.

Morbidity
Mortality
Time...
All things weighing me down.

There's this sudden end
It's coming soon
Sooner for some
Not soon enough for others
But it's coming.

If I was to go right now
Away
Gone
Left it all behind...
I don't want anyone to think of me
After the fact.

I don't think many will
Some might
A passing glance
Something to do
But I'll be gone
Somewhere more
To where I'm supposed to be.

Africa
Asia
Europe
Or Beyond.

I haven't quite decided
Yet
But I will.

Music For The Moment

I've been trying to find a song
To catch the idea of what I want to say
Something we can both share.

Lyrics to touch the soul
Music to bring us together
But the question remain.

I wanted to find the perfect one
The one that says everything
And I want to be sure.

Will it be too much?
Are you gonna run away when I play it?
Will you sing along if you stay?

It's going to need a moment
A moment like no other
Like the time I have you alone.

I'll rehearse the moment to myself
I want to get it right
And I'm going to need to time it perfectly.

The moments we've shared
Haven't been quite right
Yet I know the feeling is there.

The magic
As I look you into in the eyes
And I hold you right there.

Save that thought
I'd say
As I run over to the player.

I'd hit play
And the moment would envelop us
That would be it.

There you'd take a moment
Think to yourself until you're sure
It's only a few bars when you figure it out.

You'd look back at me
As if to say it was cliche
But you still love …

Back to Back Nights

I'm back to this
Last night didn't work
I was still awake to partially awake for hours.

How could I not think about you
And you
And me?

Where does all this time go?
Why is it wasted?
Where I am supposed to go now?

I'm going to try and sleep again
My mind makes no promises
Despite being convinced I'm getting stronger.

Last night's thought process will be a little bit different
Probably not by much
But enough that I probably won't see 2am.

I want to convince myself
That either of you shouldn't be here
One is definitely easier than the other.

I'm still reflecting
Even in the middle of this piece
It's distracting.

My heart bleeds a bit
Some for you
Mostly for me when I awake from my daydream.

My skin is breaking out in stress
My eyelid follows suit with it's twitching
Suprised my hair isn't falling out.

Weighted Ride

I'm trying to hold myself up
Against the winds of doubt
Against the weight of loneliness
I am growing weary of it all

There are times
That I want to give up
To meet a sweet release

When the seasons change
My heart always seems to stay the same

I'm doing something wrong
No one seems to want to point me in the right direction
Give me a hint
Leave me with a little more wisdom

The circle I run in
Doesn't seem to have the exit I'm looking for
It's a pretty lame ride
I hope I didn't pay too much for it.

Question Period

I rub my eyes for clarity,
but the lines are still blurred.I drink to blend them together,
but it all comes apart later.I try to do one to do the other,
but everything seems to get worse.I'm damned if I do,
Damned if I don't.What do I do?I ask questions to know answers,
but with no reply,
comes no resolve.Less of a position I wish I knew of,
that way,
I'd feel less sorry for myself.Time always seem to play,
a simple game of jump-rope,
but it just seems that I can't get in.What could I be possibly doing wrong?Is it wrong to be me?Is it wrong to be sincere?How does everyone else make it seem so easy?
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Feel Like Writing A Country Song

I feel like writing a country song,
But nobody has died,
Not that I know of.

The car broke down,
Who knows if there was even a girl to begin with,
It's been a intraspective evening.

I can't play the guitar,
I don't have a band,
So there's not gonna be any music.

I felt like writing a country song,
But I don't think there is enough to go on...

Besides...

I hate country music.