When It All Came Undone Tonight

How can I bear this
Its like burying a dear friend
How can I bear this
What a horrible end

Please know I never meant you harm
These words weren't meant to cause a fight
I feel like fingers missing an arm
When it all came undone tonight

"I have to let you go" you said
What does that mean
Oh let me wake in bed
Let it all be a dream

Another year gone past
I feel my soul ripped out
It all happened so fast
I fear for tears I am tapped out

You were never mine to keep
And I feel imprisoned
Did we let our feelings dig too deep
Where was the clue I was missing

You mean the world to me
And we let it end like this
You are like autumn air I breath
Like a flower I can't resist

We will always have Jackson
And our snow flake covered walks
I can't believe I let this happen
And my mouth is too dry to talk

I am letting you know I ache inside
This is something I have rarely felt
It all came undone tonight
And I can feel my soul sadly melt

Another Man Along Her Way

Does she not know her self worth
I have lived next to her for years
I hear them fight almost every night
And I wonder how she makes up her mind to stay

I would show her the world from the top of my mountain
I can show her love, love she needs more now than anything
I would fill her life with the night sky
Stars would fill her eyes

Her sadness
I would drive to madness
I beg for just one chance
One chance, and on stars we'd dance

Angel, love is all around me
Hold onto me
Oh come closer to me
And don't let go

If the ties that bind break in two
Would I suite to stand next to you
And what if time was ours
Could I keep your love in an alabaster jar

The way your eyes deserve the fire they bring me
Makes my heart ache and break in two
I throw it all away
So I guess I'll pretend it doest end this way
I'll meet you at your door everyday
And pretend everything is the same

I want to de-throne his power over you
Like a love drunk fool
I would fight for your freedom
The only word that saves

I don't know a thing
Other than the warmth seeing you brings
So with my dirty rage I wait
With longing in my gaze
That you can see through this window pane

I really have nothing like you left to lose
Should I tell you he isn't listening anyway
But its totally up to you to choose
And nothing is changing anyway

What's the point in all this pining
She walks past me everyday
Without a final glance
Without a thought of chance
I am another man along her way

I Wish I Could Feel You Tonight

I wish I could feel you tonight
You are so far away I want to reach out
And touch your heart

You see I am not so bad
My intentions are pure
And I love you so

If I rearranged my life
Would you find a place to sit down
And become my delicate secret

These are crazy days
And all the stars seem to say
It will be alright

The dark
I hate it so
When the moon rises
And won’t leave me alone

When my childhood comes for me at night
Your face bathes me in light
I hope that never ends

I am not unhappy
I am comfortable
And a touch lonely

Like the woods in winter
My heart waits
For the spring you bring to me

And all it takes
A few words
A call by mistake

You are mine again
A few moments
We are one again

Happiness is all I wish for you
I hope you can feel that
I am with you whatever you go through

Rio Triste

One night, in the pueblo of Tamazula where I lived in Mexico, it was too hot to sleep. I found myself restless and in need of a cooling night walk through the jungle. My footsteps lead me to a small river that lazily made its way through the thick green jungle just over a mile from my small house. Two small logs were thatched together and made a make-shift bridge that connected the well beaten trails that lead to the river. The locals called the small river “Rio Triste” which means “Sad River”. I never understood why they called it the Sad River; it had always been a place I looked forward to passing during my daily tasks. This night I found it dark and peaceful. I sat for hours watching the full moon dance on the slowly passing water, and lost in my thoughts I heard someone approaching. I scrambled to my feet and hid behind a large tree, waiting to see who it was. As I sat, crouched I saw her; it was a young lady, maybe nineteen or twenty years old. The moon shone off her dark hair, and she just stood there, looking across the river, waiting. I sat there, transfixed by her beauty. My gaze was broken when I watched her face turn into a smile followed with a small exclamation of glee. I followed her eyes, to see what had brought her so much joy. I saw a young man crossing the small bridge to her. They met in a very strong embrace followed with a passionate kiss that lasted for some time. When their young lips finally separated they began to talk. Her name was Alma, a daughter of a rich watermelon farmer. And he was Noah, the son of a fisherman from the small town of San Blas. Their conversation moved to topics of love, poetry and promises. Noah became frantic in his promise to marry her, no matter what her father had to say. He promised a life outside of Mexico, a life in the United States. He had walked the entire evening just to see her. He told her his love for her was as strong as the mountain her father’s farm was on. From where I was crouching I could tell she believed him. She wiped her tears away and Noah lead Alma to a quiet place where they could physically express their love for one another. When I was sure they were gone, I got up and began the mile hike home; the whole time smiling, thinking of Noah and Alma. From that day to now, that river, and small bridge means so much to me, and has become a metaphor for my life.

Consistency

It is a cruel reality that as humans we watch loved ones grow old, crumble, and die. And at the same time I can walk out my door and see the same Robin, and hear its sweet song just as I did as a young boy. I can go to the river and catch the same fish I caught when I was six, and it would look, smell, and taste just the same today as it did those years ago. It is as though nature is in a state of perpetual youth. There are days I long for such consistency in my life.

Cold Blue Stream

I know your laughter through the trees
It makes me smile when it reaches me
You look so amazing when you sleep
And when I dream, it is you I see

She is a valley deep and green
She is a cold blue stream
She is everything that means anything to me

You fill our time with magic
And when you dance, you make the music
You have always been so free
And showing how to be free is the gift you have given me

With every white light
Before the sun reaches to touch the sky
I turn your memory over in my mind
And I am on fire knowing you are mine

You are a valley deep and green
You are a cold blue stream
You are everything that means anything to me