Sunshine and a Dixie Chick
Do not go hand in hand
Street walker, red lipped talker
Castles made of sand

How to show a dozen lives
When head counts only ten
Know what it is beforehand
Determined, let’s begin

Awake and sober now
Not ready for a cure
An almost famous person
Knocking at my door

“Hi, how are you doing?”
You’ve got to stay prepared
This is my last and only night of nights
Has me spooked, tired, and scared

It’s not for you or me to say
At what goes on in life
I leave the drama all up to you
Cut you with a knife

Not to make light of life
And I want to end it soon
Busy busy light to light
About to come unglued

Minding my own life to live,
You’ve got me misconstrued
I want to speak, take, and talk
And give only happy news

But sometimes I could just scream out-loud
Stuff to carry on
This Mother Nature after hearing the alarm.

Sandstorm up and coming
Living out of tents
Scattered people scamper
The electricity’s intense
Where to go to
Where to hide
What to do
Until the storm subsides
Bracing down
All the loose ends
Just as though
Their life depends

I see my image in the mirror
I see others holding hands
I can't help but to see in myself
No ordinary man

Missed opportunities a plenty
I've had more than my fair share
Great tragedies have befallen me
And have found me unprepared

I'm not sure if I can recover
My inner cupboards are all bare
My bleeding heart feels for another
Even though they're unaware

As I take steps to move on forward
Leaving my sorrows in the past
Turn the grey days into color
Recovered from the mess

I'm picking up the pieces
Where I once felt solid gold
A melting *** of memories
Never doing what I'm told

I cast shadows in the bright sunlight
I set my bar too high to reach
My feet planted deep inside the quicksand
On some isolated beach

Lonely with a coconut
To share my inner thoughts and grief
But the coconut is despondent
And I'm way too far away to reach

And so I trudge my way through the muck
On a trail; I know not where it leads
Ruffled feathers to be plucked
Transforming wants into my needs

I try, I try, I fail
I try, I try, I win
My face may seem a little pale
But it's time that I begin

They waited nearly a chiliad
To seek their lone revenge
With magic spells and black sorcery
They armed their last defense
Mortal mans unlikelihood
To save hell bound suspense
Seemed to be thought futile
Yet they felt shameful regrets

‪Silent tears‬
‪Ran down his cheeks‬
‪That spoke volumes ‬
‪To the room‬
‪They felt his pain‬
‪That still remains ‬
‪For loved ones ‬
‪Gone too soon ‬
‪And for his tears‬
‪That damper clear‬
‪And sterilize ‬
‪The wound‬
‪More sleepless nights ‬
‪And silent tears ‬
‪To sway‬
‪Impending doom‬

When the silence is deafening and you can’t find the words.
The music so loud that you scare off the birds.
When you’re feeling so low
that the pain feels it’s worst
The players on set seem like they’ve all rehearsed.
It’s time to cowboy up and go wrangle the herd.

In the deep blue sea
Where it’s sink or swim
Holds all the secrets
There has ever been
Seek command
And part the way
Day to night
As night to day
A refugee, a cast away
Shark in water
Kept at bay
Now’s the time to hold your breath and pray

I want to leave a footprint
Saying I was here
I want to make a better world
For the next 1000 years
Maybe I’m delusional
With lofty selfish goals
Or maybe I’m just curious
To watch my legend grow
So I take each day
One each as it’s own
For I know that one day
I’ll be just skull and bones

I wish I weren't so shy
Had the confidence to try
Set my paralysis aside
And just be satisfied I tried

But the fear is all consuming
That I may somehow be denied
My inner demons multiplying
Disabling my once sound mind

I'm socially inept
There's nowhere left to hide
Cozy, snuggled in my comfort zone
While I'm left swallowing my pride

I'm conflicted by a yearning
A feeling deep inside
To seek out a companion
The Bonnie to my Clyde

A forever tender lover
Our bodies intertwined
But I can't seem to get past the part
Where I look them in the eye

It's got little to do with my self image
I think I'm one hell of a good
guy
It's just so rare that I meet someone
That's in rhythm with my vibe

It may be the signal that I'm sending out
I've gone along for the free ride
I'm always caught up in some traffic jam
That's wasting all my time

Traveling down a winding road
Without a map to guide
Headed toward the future
And not the past I left behind

I'm constantly contemplating
Whether I'm the one that's to decide
Am I qualified to be tempting fate
By choosing my own bride

Did I miss my window
Should I peek out through the blinds
Will I be disappointed by my bride to be
Or be content with whom I find

Shall I put faith into the process
Leave my worries by the side
Find a place to settle down
Recite the words that bind

I know my reservations
To you may seem benign
But the clock is tick tick ticking
As the days go slipping by