jan 1-93*

You were no sweet sensation
When your fists, they began to fly
You would scream out holy incarnations
In the act of refusing to cry

And I tried to make you love you
Heaven knows how hard I tried
And my eyes told the truth of your beauty
But you always thought that they lied

Sept. 26, 1994

When first she came to me she barely knew her name
“Rosey in the Corner” who’s knight in armour never came
She was holding on to nothing and staring into space
She was lost in no direction and looking for a place
Where she could feel special yet never have to change
Where everything’s familiar yet everything is strange
And who am I to deny I was looking for the same
It’s a strange old world when you’re new to the game

When first she came to me she opened up my eyes
Reflecting the beauty of the wild and gracious skies
We fell off of a mountain into love above the clouds
Cinderella and the young prince – both singing far too loud
Still too young to know better and yet too old to ask why
Caught up in the moment and the height of their flight
And who am I to deny I was looking for the same
It’s a strange old world when you’re new to the game

When first she came to me she was so unaware
Of the hardships of life and the struggles to bare
She was hopes and balloons and ice-cream turtle pies
She was “Boo Boo” and “Darling” and “hold me when I cry”
It’s amazing how time can fan flames or blow them out
It’s amazing how you find out what life is all about
And who am I to deny I was looking for the same
It’s a strange old world when you’re new to the game

J. H. Webb

Too many changes and the path is lost
Too many words and you lose the thought
Too many trials on a troubled heart
And the soul and the mind are forced to part

Too many promises turned into lies
by inactivity and time gone by
Too many years and too few friends
Too few beginnings and too many ends

Too many people I've known and have lost
Too many I've loved and too much the cost
Don't know where they've gone to and I don't know why
I only seem to hear about the ones that die

Too many memories where I was unkind
Fill too many moments of this old mind
Thoughts of what if and what could have been
Prevent me from living the age old dream

Age is all you have when your memories fail
Trapped inside this body like a wornout jail
How can I reminisce when there's no one there
to remember all the times when my heart was bare

James H. Webb

When the time comes
When the moment is near
And nobody's listening
Can you hear your own fear?

Can you feel the pain
That burdens your heart
Sink into your dreams
And tear them apart?

When the time comes
Like you knew it would
Will you be prepared
To do what your should?

Will you fight against the sorrow
Or will it drag you right down
All alone in the morning
When there's no one around?

Will the loneliness **** you
Like it almost did me
Or will you push it asunder
And wrestle your heart free?

They say nobody knows
Until the time comes
They say a lot of things
I don't know where they come from

But when the time comes
To make a new stand
Don't give up too eas'ly
Don't throw in your hand

Fight the same way
You did as a child
When the sorrow inside you
Made you so wild

And maybe just maybe
This time you will win
The battle's not over
Until you give in

J. H. Webb

(Nov 30, 2013 12:27am)

Now it's closer every time I look, though it might be just my age
Seems I read the book too fast and I’m approaching the last page
Well I don't know what's become of me or who I really am
But being further than I am right now was certainly my plan

Guess I didn't see the days approach - I only saw them leave
And now they are much fewer than all these falling leaves

I can't admit I miss you but I’ll give it one more try  
It’s just it was so long ago that I can’t remember why
That life we led and that man I was, was someone else’s dream
And all those lies and alibis now somehow seem obscene

Guess I didn't see the days approach – they went so quickly bye
And the autumn leaves fall no more but the winter snows sure fly

I still can't find that inner peace, hell, I can't even seem to grieve
for a time when I was younger and oh so much more naïve
But I’ve played so many lifelong parts that's it's easy to believe
That I am every one of them and all of them are me

Guess I didn't think my days would end - think that's how we all begin
And I never thought one day I'd lose - guess I always thought I'd win

James H. Webb

What's the reason for this
What's the purpose
What's the cause
What makes you think
That you have won
When you know that you have lost

Well you're not the one that's leaving
You're the one already gone
You hid you're inner weakness
But that didn't make you strong
All the days we spent together
When the summers were so hot
All the doubts that you kept within
All the love that you did not

What's the reason for this
What's the purpose
What's the cause
What makes you think
That you have won
When you know that you have lost

Yes it's over - its done with
The end has come at last
But are you rushing to the future
or running from the past
Do you wash away your mem'ries
Or just store them on the shelf
Do you ever take them down
and feel sorry for yourself

What's the reason for this
What's the purpose
What's the cause
What makes you think
That you have won
When you know you have lost

J. H. Webb

Why is it that so many women
don't seem to realize
That men who have a love of fear
Also have a fear of love

I can't get down to the bone
I can't get to the marrow
I live on the surface now
or I'd drowned in the sorrow

You were never really here
Just a phantom of my thighs
And I was never really wrong
'Cause you were never really right

And the stars they burn bright
Through little holes in the sky
And the distance is as endless
As the beauty of your eyes

But patience is a virtue
That you never really learned
And its winter here forever
Until your love returns

by James H. Webb

March 1993*

Our friendship is a relationship created by both of us.
Before we came together, it did not exist.
It is shaped and sustained by our love, or lack of it.
It is a candle that we hold between us,
lighting our way through the world.
We must walk gently and side by side
or the winds or the times will most assuredly extinguish it,
and in our hands will be a thing that merely smokes
and smells and then grows cold.

The two of us are not the relationship.
Otherwise there would be no difference if we had never met.
The relationship is something new that now exists
and it will continue even if we separate permanently.
It is part of us and it will drain or strengthen each of us
depending on whether we nurture it from our hearts or
rob it with our fears.

If we can see this clearly we will instinctively rush to help each other
rather than turn away, and once that reaction becomes habitual,
we will be at one with a great love and a lasting friendship.
And wherever we are we will always
carry the other’s heart in our own
and never feel alone.

James H. Webb

May 25th 2002*

You knew when it came
but not how it came to pass
You wondered when it touched you
would it really be your last
You held it like a baby
or like crystal next to glass
and slowly then you realized
at last your time was past

And I bless you and I curse you
for I know you all too well
I live inside your other self
and share your secret hell

James H. Webb

Jan 93*


And patience had taken his anger
from the care of the gentlest of webbs
and placed it full force in the sunlight
where it festered and flew from his head

Tie down me a word of behaviour
who's angles are right to the moon
and fly by that star til the morning
has turned our old sun past the noon

And bright down below shout the warriors
with their solar sheets to the wind
I am the maid of the Marrion (Merry Men)
I am the Robin that hoods
I am the cheek of the devil
I am the tear of the Christ
I am the fool will not listen
I am the shame and the pride

Love doesn't block your doorway
And life doesn't ring you a bell
You won't even know when it's over
You won't even know how to tell

So clasp you hands to the engines
And make speed as quick as you can
Because when your life ride is over
There'll be nobody shaking your hand

And the pain that comes from the shadows
Of the people I'll no longer see
Weighs me down with a sorrow
That screams at my heart's dearest dreams

I want you to live forever
So you can remember me
And since I'm only dead once forgotten
You must live for eternity

Sep 6/2015 1:12am

You’re the only heaven I’ve ever known
What part of me couldn’t you stand?
You’re the only woman I’ve really loved
Why couldn’t I be your man?

Talk it over to yourself
Tell me what you figure out
Though I can’t take the truth myself
I long to know what it’s about

You’re the only heaven I’ve ever known
What part of me couldn’t you stand?
You’re the only woman I’ve really loved
Why couldn’t I be your man?

Don’t play with me anymore
You long ago set me free
Just tell me why you left my dear
And I’ll let old bygones be

You’re the only heaven I’ve ever known
What part of me couldn’t you stand?
You’re the only woman I’ve really loved
Why couldn’t I be your man?

Don’t you think that it’s only fair
I should get some closure here?
Because I’ve got all the battle scars
And you’ve got all that I hold dear

You’re the only heaven I’ve ever known
What part of me couldn’t you stand?
You’re the only woman I’ve really loved
Why couldn’t I be your man?

By James H. Webb