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Mark Kelley Feb 2019
“ Time  Goes  By “


Time  goes  by and it frees  the  pain
  time  goes  by and  we
bless  the  rain

The sun shines through  and then
         once  again
  we find our hearts  in the
      hearts  of  friends

     The  door  swings  back and  we
      see the past
     we find the place  where  we’re
       free at last
     the door  swings  back and  we
          finally  know
     if we  loved  them, we  let  them  go

   We’ll sing  of  the  summer  nights
we’ll sing  of  the  falling  leaves
  we’ll sing  of  the  tender  times
  the  reasons  we  believe



Time  goes  by and it  gives  us  peace
  gives  us  moments
of sweet  release

The  moon  shines through  as the
clouds  roll  by
our  hearts  will  find  that our
tears  have  dried


      The  door  swings  back and  we
   see the past
     we find the place  where  we’re
    free at last
     the door  swings  back and  we
      finally  know
     if we  loved  them, we  let  them  go

We’ll sing  of  the  summer  nights
we’ll sing  of  the falling  leaves
we’ll sing  of  the tender  times
the reasons we believe

     the reasons we believe
Mark Kelley Feb 2019
“Times Square”

  I sat there at the table
     gazed out at Time's Square
  sipped my cup of coffee
     surprised that I was there

  Watched the crowds meander
     a term from days gone by
  more controlled confusion
      put a twinkle in my eye

  The lights, the noise, the people
     and all that it became
  the heartbeat had a magic
     sitting sideline for the game

  The night was soft and subtle
     was music in the air
  young lovers held each other
     old folks moved with care

  The children ran like rabbits
     like at a country fair
  another glimpse of yesterday
     when they did it all with flair

  My eyes they wandered skyward
     up monoliths of steel
  with stories from before my time
     of lifetimes that were real

  Of men who walked the girders
     who risked their lives each day
  and helped to build this city
     that took my breath away

so,

  As I drank my coffee
     and watched the carnival prepare
  I knew the best I’d ever see
     was right here in Times Square
Mark Kelley Feb 2019
“Turn Around”

I wandered down that dusty road
so long
it took me all the way
to hell and gone
     all I heard was an empty sound
     all it gave was the cold, hard ground
and all that I could do was turn around

I used to think the romance
  was in the pain
I’d sell my soul just to feel it
once again
     I cried at that high lonesome sound
     somewhere in that sleepy town
and all that I could do was turn around


The whistling train left
an echo in the wind
I tried but I could never
  hear that train again
     somewhere in that sleepy town
     I paid for all that cold, hard ground
and all that I could do was turn around


Down along that lost
and lonely road
I finally heard the words
that I’d been told
     I cast a wish on the nights
first star
  despite the rain
  I’d come so far
     despite the wind
       I’d listened for the sound
and all that I could do was
  Turn around
all that I can do is
turn around
Mark Kelley Feb 2019
“Walk Through this Life”

The trade winds blow, sailors go to the sea
to find their place in the shadows
Warriors leave their homes in the dream they’ll
return someday to lie in green meadows

They walk through this life , they run
     through the fields as they follow the stars
They sail on the winds, they’ll come back again
as they follow their hearts
and somewhere in the night
they’ll find a chance at love
  And somewhere in their lives
they’ll know it from above

Cowboys ride to the end of the line as they stake their claim
to a piece of forever
children run into the sun
as the days fade from laughter eternal

We walk through this life, we run through
     the fields as we follow the stars
we sail on the winds, we’ll go back again
     as we follow our hearts
and somewhere in the night
we’ll find chance at love
  and somewhere in our lives
we’ll know it from above

A warm wind cuts through the night as I hear
the voices of yesterdays sorrows
Moonlight captures my gaze as a tear falls
on grounds rightly hallowed

I walk through this life, I run through the
     Fields as I follow the stars
I sail on the winds, I’ll go back again as I
     Follow my heart
and somewhere in the night
I’ll find a chance at love
  and somewhere in my life
I’ll know it from above
    from above
Mark Kelley Feb 2019
"When Fiona Smiles"

When Fiona smiles
It's like sundrops from heaven
Moonbeams in the night sky
Rainbows in the valley

When Fioana smiles
It's like stardust in the northwoods
A sea breeze in the harbor
The sunrise in the morning

And the angels sing as the trees sway
The birds wing, the children play
It's made easy, the many miles
On this journey
When Fiona smiles

When Fiona smiles
It's butterflies in the sunshine
A warm breeze in the valley
Feathers in the moonlight

And the angels sing as the trees sway
The birds wing, the children play
It's made easy, the many miles
On this journey
When Fiona smiles
When Fioana smiles
Mark Kelley Feb 2019
“With the Wind”

I seen you on the wrong side of town
    I knew someday you’d come ‘round
‘round 9 we started to dance
   ‘round 10 we hadn’t a chance
last round they told us again
    then we were gone with the wind

I tried to climb to the top of the world
    I grabbed hold of one lucky girl
   she said her name was alone
   she said I’d reap what I’d sown
she said to look in her eyes
and then she told me goodbye

I walked to the end of the tracks
Turned ‘round and never looked back
That town faded from view
Along with memories of you
The sun rose with the dawn
That’s when I knew you were gone

So now I ride to the end of the line
Just like a con who is still doing time
‘round 9 I started to dance
“round 10 I hadn’t a chance
last round he called out again
and then I was gone with the wind
Mark Kelley Feb 2019
"Your Story"

   You told the world your story
   In a language long forgotten
With pictures from a scrapbook
    Of memories misbegotten
Like a snapshot from tomorrow
   Or a song from yesterday
You told the world your story
  Like you'd never go away

You sent the world a postcard
Of a visit to the sea
   Standing near the rumbling tide
     You flashed the sign of peace
But off behind the swaying palms
      Deep down in the sand
  You dug a hole of burning rage
       You'll never understand

You played the world a ballad
   A composition from your past
Of stolen dreams and broken hearts
      Never meant to last
  But at the end of every day
     When you lay your burden down
   You'll find the ghosts you thought were gone
    Forever stand their ground

You showed the world a copy
  Of a fine agreement signed
       That if you shake, I'll also shake
       And all will be just fine
       And no matter who we might become
      Or who we'll never be
  The clouds will pass, the sun will shine
   We'll live in ecstasy

  But the world will tell our stories
  In the way that it decides
The struggles and the victories
The places that we hide
The grand designs we'd penciled in
     To lead us to our dreams
      Yes, the world will tell our stories
        And it's never what it seems


So, you told the world your story
    And you gave it all you had
    You tried to keep it happy
    Yet somehow left it sad
  But when it's all been said and done
   With all you've had to say
   You've told the world your story
        And it's just another day
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