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Mark Kelley Feb 2019
“Horses Running Wild”

Sometimes you just got to be movin’ on
Searching for that valley green
Sometimes you just got to be up and gone
Chasing that elusive dream

I’ve been through your valley before
I’ve seen it’s leaves return to bloom
But her mountains are closing in around me now
I’ve got to hit that hard road soon

For
We’re all only chasing dreams
We saw on a movie screen
Some vague and distant summer as a child
And
Those dreams flow like the rolling streams
Below the rugged mountain peaks
On
The backs of horses running wild

I’ve
Searched the sky for answers to these sad affairs
Can no one teach me how to fly
It’s
Time that I went out the door and down those stairs
Time to find a different sky

For
We’re all only chasing scenes
We saw in a magazine
Some yesterday when we were still a child
And
Those scenes somehow became our dreams
And we were lost inside the scheme
Of
Searching for those horses
Running wild
Running wild

Sometimes you just got to be movin’ on
Mark Kelley Feb 2019
“Someday”

I used to be a painter
‘til the sunsets fell from my eyes
I used to be a writer
‘til my hand could pen no more lies
I used to be a lover
Until the day she went away
I used to be a dreamer
Until I lost the faith to say

I believe in the stars, I believe in the sea
I believe in you, I believe in me

I used to be an actor
Until the lines were to far from my heart
I used to be a laugher
‘til the tears tore me apart
I used to be a dancer
Until my shoes were stole away
I used to be a climber
Until I slipped and lost my way

I believed in the stars, I believed in the sea
I believed in you, I believed in me


Someday I’ll be a painter
When the sunsets again fill my eyes
Someday I’ll be a writer
When my pen transcends the lies
Someday I’ll be a dancer
If my feet can find their way
Someday I’ll be a dreamer
If I can find the strength to say

I believe in love, I believe in free
I believe in you, I believe in me
Mark Kelley Feb 2019
"Alone"

Alone is not lonely
Alone is not sad
What once made me happy
Still makes me glad

We're tethered by memory
We're grounded by heart
As the moon surely rises
The sea will then part

Alone's not a mystery
Alone's not a dream
A wonder of wonders
It remains to be seen

We're here for an instant
We're gone in a flash
What once seemed the future's
Already the past

Alone is not painful
Alone is not fear
It lives in the answers
We're waiting to hear

We search for a savior
We walk with a saint
We'll find the gold nugget
Hidden under the paint

Alone is my top hat
The suit that I wear
I wander the highlands
I walk through the fair

Yes,
Sometimes past midnight
In winters deep freeze
Alone's with redemption
In prayer on it's knees

And,
In mornings soft sunrise
By dawns early light
Alone's warming fire
Is where I abide

Alone is my angel
My guardian guide
Was there for my birth
Will be there when I die
Mark Kelley Feb 2019
"Stray Dog "

There's a stray dog sitting in the middle if the road
He looks lost and lonesome fending off the rain
It seems he doesn't know where he wants to go
But he's looking and he's sniffing and he's thinking just the same

There's a alley cat howlin’ in the middle if the night
He's creeping and he's crawling looking for some love
He's walking 'long the fences lookin' for a fight
But no matter how he tries he'll never get enough

There's a little child wandering, walking down the road
He's singing and he's dancing in his happy little world
He's headed for the riverbank to catch himself a toad
I hope he keeps that memory as tomorrows are unfurled

There's a teen girl dressing, going to the dance
The stars in the night are like the stars in her eyes
She's hoping and she's dreaming that this will be her chance
To find that special boy who'll never make her cry

There's an old man rockin’, sittin' on the porch
He's sipping on some whiskey as he smokes a big cigar
He's thumbin' through the memories when he held a flaming torch
The days of pretty women and a fast and shiny car

Everyday the clocks go 'round and 'round and 'round
Baby's come, old folks pass, grass grows, leaves fall
Somewhere in the shadows we here the subtle humming sound
Of tomorrow's echoes in a distant haunting call

Now,
There's a stiff wind blowing, covering the land
Dark clouds moving 'long the far horizon line
Things a lookin' crazy, people gettin' out of hand
I could be wrong but it seems to be that time

So,
I'm looking for a back road that can carry me away
I'll grab me some provisions for my journey back in time
I'll leave behind a painting for the ones who come this way
I'll wish them well with a candle burning and a rhyme

'Cause
I'm heading for the homestretch and I think I'm gonna’ score
I'm almost out of breath on my search for something true
As I go I'll make sure to lock up all the doors
I'll leave behind a coat and half worn pair of shoes

Down the road I'll turn to take a final look once more
At least I did my best and that's the best that I can do
Mark Kelley Feb 2019
"Good Horse"

I'm looking for a good horse
Who can run all day long
Who'll take me to a new town
Where they haven't heard my song

I'll saddle up a new rig
A woolen blanket underneath
And 'll lace up my good boots
And head out through the trees

I'll ride ‘til I find a place
Where the music never ends
And
Between the morning sun and evening moon
I'll find me some new friends

I'll lay out my bedroll
And get the fire burning
Lay my weary body down
And let my dreams start churning

Maybe then I'll have a home
Somewhere soft and quiet and warm
Fruit trees and a rippling pond
That'll keep me safe in the storm

Yes,

I'm looking for a good horse
Who won't seem to mind
If we never stop the riding
Never hold what we're looking to find
Mark Kelley Feb 2019
“Tomorrow and Beyond”

Help me up in the saddle
Stirrups 'round my boots
Whack the pony on the back
And turn that baby loose

I'll hold tight to the saddle horn
I'll grab firm to the reigns
And off we'll go in clouds of dust
For vistas yet un-named

I'll ride until my body's sore
I'll  bed down for the night
I'll dream big dreams of distant lands
Then head out at first light

And somewhere on the journey's path
I'll watch a wild hawk fly
I'll hear the song of solitude
That draws me near the sky

I'll feel once more that wanderlust
That leads me on and on
That makes one leave ones happy homes
And head out in the dawn


So,
There I'll be, a gypsy bard
Riding with the wind
Searching for that valley green
To put down roots again

And somewhere down around the bend
With many miles behind
I'll find the valley from my dreams
The dreams I've longed to find

I'll know my home when I step down
I'll gaze from far to wide
Ill mark a line down in the sand
And claim that land as mine

Then there I'll be and there I'll stay
The sunsets and the dawns
Will take my hand and lead me forth
To tomorrow and beyond
Mark Kelley Feb 2019
"Kaleidoscope"

Kaleidoscope of swirling leaves
Sunlight streaming in the wind
Aroma from the silent breeze
Brings it flooding back again

The far off laughter cutting through
Children running in the sun
Memories of things we'd do
In distant days of summer fun

As now I sit and watch the morn
Come sneaking past the last of night
I feel the need to rise once more
And hold those dreams, once lost from sight

And call the names from summer days
Where once we ran and jumped and fell
To drift off in a dreamy haze
And pray again where we once knelt

Yes,
Times and memories held dear
Though lost and gone and far away
Are clinging to my heart so clear
To live and breath another day

So,
Remember me from summer's past
Where once we ran from early dawn
Remember me in the summer dance
Of memories that have come and gone

Kaleidoscope of swirling leaves
Sunlight streaming in the wind
Aroma from the silent breeze
Tomorrow brings it back again
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