New song. The trees are empty. My love is tired. It's strange here.

24 days to chimney company
Lonely I will be red and green
Family they can leave
Wandering around
Followed by smoke
And stifling chokes
Now that she sits alone
Don't get me wrong
I love company
See this comes and it goes
But 24 days to striking escape
Daysleep until then dear
For company will complain
By preemptive breathing
Distance goes wrong

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New song. Make what you will of it.

Got off cheap
Because of the company I keep
As temptation heightens
I distance myself from green
And now the water holds her neck
Recycles her lips many times
What's she about?
I should not keep the rain that kisses her
Fingertips showered with cool mist
Now sea sick
Thoughts diffused with fear
No one touch me!

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Played with the syntax of the English language a bit. Doctored feelings. I'm constantly checking my inbox for you.

The monkey bars are making kids cry
These days, I'm only hanging on for you
The second bar and its faulty squeaks
The pressure hiding from you
Made it pass the flocks
Running to hide the clocks
Honest is only cool when I'm lying to you
I can't keep trying for you
Cause it's making this kid cry
I'm always talking
Persisting to multiply
Now fear has occupied
You know I won't go
Marching next in line
One day I'll have kids just like you
Falling up in tiny shoes
Hanging with fears and doubts
Wondering what I'm about
So when you twist the top
And the fizz stops
Will you still be there for me?

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Last line pays tribute to awesome song by Simon and Garfunkel.

Can someone tell me whats the harm
Of a broken window sill
Now the light shines so bright
Bridging particles in the sun
The kids run through the night
And no one can tell us why
We move out the light
And the trees hold the stance
Twigs and broken hearts
Trampling all of my plans
She says no sir
And that's how we part
For I think words that I can't
In the moonlight
They seem magical
But no matter, I can run
Somewhere they can't find me

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orchestrate the kids and their chocolate
trampling their words and the rockets
playing with boys and their lockets
drop a couple coins in the socket
and watch the sparks come up like the flames
love is made of liquor and lemonade

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"boy, go find yourself some flaming red hair and pumps." cause it's for you. don't worry you don't need to write all this down.

The times I smiled were all wrong

I look back now with the sins gone

But I’ll pick up some along the way

I found the needle without the hay

The sun calls in sick for the day

While the boy cries alone by the phone

This sadness lasts way too long 

And unfortunately, apathy wants its bone

fondly,

the bottle cap composer (april johnson)

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Boys they talk but kid don’t speak

Thinking twice is the funeral

Where everyone reports too

She’s out of the new

Sublime, before she spoke

In and out of that bloke

Smoking on your own

This body’s run afoul

Hails her way back to the town

While we hang around

Diamonds and bees

Impeccable lost dreams

Pocket cash and time

Not enough for the lesson to learn

Smoking to no return

The dog to the bone

Harlequin boys hang up the phone

She speaks it screams to me, sir

Lovely blue sails

The wagging dog’s tales

She sleeps alone

Tonight she’s on her own

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Sitting here, love’s far way

I’m tired of yesterday

Well I have drunk all of your wine

Now I’m standing on your time

No need to wash up a crime

Love’s falling fast asleep

Shame, it can’t stay on its feet

Mary’s always been alone

The axiom of sticks and stones

Falls down by my side

With the sun shining down the night

Falsehood on its side

Is such a tasteless sight

Mary runs for the hills

Smiles at a standstill

The kids come running

Locked in warning, not out of fear

I don’t want her back she can stay dear

The world came, time’s spent

I’m leaving you out of common sense

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A wise man once said "I don't want to wake up. I don't want to move.", I wonder does the quick brown fox ever feel this way when someone searches a font. Who knows? This song I wrote has nothing to do with anything. Enjoy!

The good times have come to pass

Love goes much too fast

The quick brown fox moves his head pass the past

I run with the most of them

When Franklin comes to sleep at night

We’ll kick him out

The love of me left as loose

Turning on time

Living out on that line

She rings

The love you sent

It burst into flames

Came knocking on your door

Lay on that seismic floor

What will you do?

Where no one ever shows

But we all seem to know

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This is the last song of this series that will collide into one. 

Evasive, still a chase

I’ve lost cut on her waist

I think we are not safe

The past don’t burn away

Leave the car at his gate

Colored, back at the start

She fell upon his grace

His thoughts among the scope

They all fall alone

It’s painful at sight

The snow is here in his part

We all know love is

That stupid old fool

Your silhouette leans

It don’t mean a thing

Will dive ‘til the water freezes

It’s all a trap

I’ll be right back

We won’t welcome your return

And then you’ll think about the old winter curse

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Have you ever been in a relationship that has took a vacation to Rocky Mountains? Then you have Colorado's best friend, telling your partner it's over. Now, you're behaving obsequiously toward your lover, and then before you know it all of your pride is gone. Subsequently, your lover leaves you because you're insecure and needy. Well, I have never experienced that, but I imagine it would suck, here's a song I wrote to coax your emotions. Enjoy!

All it takes is a little convincing

Don’t take his word

It’s fleeting as luck

Look me in eyes

I know he’s not your type

But don’t cut me

I’m cut out for Pop Warner

Trust me, that I can say

Now your face has changed

Are you ashamed?

The cereal of the top of the fridge is stale

Love won’t prevail

At least not on this scale

I’m going a little crazy

Looking for advice

Love keeps pushing me aside

I won’t go my way

I’ll keep pulling both our weights

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Hey girl don't you give him away
I'm know he’s a planned mistake

Love is just lying straight to your face
She's caught in a cult of the wind and it's breeze

I’m not so confident standing here in the dark

I believe we’re both falling apart
She cut him loose and still expects him to love her same way
You were better off that night
While those gents were feeding you advice
He’s tired of this lover
She talks and she sings
Love turns its back and moves away
Hey girl, don't leave him this way

His jealously is here to stay
The spring says it’s not over

He’s this season’s flashover

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What am I about?

When we are apart

These days get longer and run with time

Now you’re by his side

Cardiopathy scans me whole

Emotions uncontrolled

But it’s cool with me

Now I’m just falling apart

They got a hold of me

I’m out of sight now

I’m better off anyway

She drives me insane

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The song below 'Freezing Rain' is the prologue to an upcoming series of songs; I will be posting here over the next few days. Enjoy! By the way, did I mention you look just like your mother?

Newly lit in Winnetka

Cause its now so cruel

Love is always on the go

Hate is the salt in the snow

Love is much too kind

Takes up most of our time

Keeps you in awake

A weekend in autumn

Oh no, love’s been here before

It’s been here

The peace corps now fall to the ground

She’s safe and sound

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This is the last song in this particular series titled 'Mary-Louise', I think we each have a fool’s paradise that we like to camp out on from time to time. So I wanted to share my little adventure with you. Now, I’m calling out your game because I played this before.

Love has a sick way of leaving me around

Varied at most, autumn leaves

Winter notes his thieves

Mary pleases while she takes

She looks at the face and does what it says

Oh the numbers and letters got hold of me

She caves at the top

She does little things just tear me up

She goes and she does what she wants

She leaves me alone in the dark all of night

She says kids please don’t fight

She tears me apart with the break of the dawn

And I’m still smiling here loving, I know

Thinking when will it stop

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Louise says things that gingers don’t mean

Dirty lies washed cleaned

She looks down, smirks and moves on

The times have worn out

She causes harm that's left to undo

Dreamers keep pets alive with pride

Louise is wrong and not by your side

Lovers to watch animals devour one another

Now only sex lingers to bother

The wolf’s peach exploded with seeds

The felines will stick to the rouse

Love didn’t stick to the rules

It’s not sorry

Those tousled curls were the world

Cages join in flight

Louise can’t find her place

It’s such a disgrace

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I'm not sure if I will ever record any of these songs, they are more like short stories than songs. This is an ongoing series of songs, this is the 2nd of 4 songs that intertwine. So without further ado, The Cat and the Tomato. Please make sure to pronounce tomato, like /təˈmɑːtoʊ/, otherwise the muse is gone.

The wheels are less important when they’re rolling

Mary, I don’t count and not that I can’t see

Please don’t leave for wanting something more

The war is here, its knocking on your door

Second rounds better for me

The time I left under the pillow

Tired, inspired, dying all at once

Nothing like you’ve seen before

A long time ago

Mary’s lost in daze

No I can’t see her face

I won’t look away

She looks and feels the same

Mary pulls him back to sleep

Don’t make it up to me

I won’t leave you dead now

It’s too late to turn away now

The cat can go its way

And the tomato wants another rhyme

She counts, looks and sways

It’s all misplaced

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Think 'Beatles' guitar chords incongruously combined with not so poppy piano chords backing, and you get the new song I just wrote and have yet to record.

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