softly patient
will always win
let them destroy themselves
then you begin again

I was watching TV
and the topic on the Geriatrics Show
was Life Support Systems -
you know, about how people are kept
on pipes and machines and tubes and liquid
and I hollered to my wife in the kitchen:
“Darling, if ever I become life-dependent
on liquids and machines, just get rid of ‘em
and free me…”

“Sure thing,” my faithful wife said
and she turned off the TV
and my cell phone and my laptop
and she emptied my bottles of wine and whisky
and then she turned to me and she said:
*“I just freed you.”

I can always count on that blue sky
you have helped through things all my life
you have healed immense wounds
that pierced through my heart like a knife

when nothing seems to go my way
you are always there on a sunny day
when I feel as if I have lost all my might
you always make me feel like its alright

your beauty is known throughout the world
you warm the heart of every boy and girl
your always there to watch over us all
and you never ask anything of us at after all

maybe I love blue skies
because it reminds me of Tori's eyes
my poor deceased sister
lord knows how much I miss her

whenever the world has done me wrong
you were always there all along
as long as your above me I have no fright
when the sky is blue I'll be alright