Seeds you've sown

well the life you have in you is more than you should
I've never seen someone so bright
you cheer up my days just like I knew you would
you're the lady behind my delight

the smile you brandish is infectious and loud
and your swagger could kill anyone
to see you grow stronger makes me so damn proud
I'm the moon when you are the sun, and


live this life of yours by my side
I know dove some day this is so
and every favour that's been granted to me
was planted from seeds that you've sown


tall tell tale stories speak of some dreams
that never could quite come to life
but in our growing fable these eyes hope to see
the smile of yours as my wife

this beast needs a beauty you know how it goes
if you can love me as I am
love needs a reason and in us it does
a shining example we stand, so


live this life of yours by my side
I know dove some day this is so
and every favour that's been granted to me
was planted from seeds that you've sown

I know there is something in your pale eyes
that sees inside me the sun
living in you breathes the soul that I prize
we will take on this world as one


live this life of yours by my side
I know dove some day this is so
and every favour that's been granted to me
was planted from seeds that you've sown

every favour that's been granted to me
was planted from seeds that you've sown

Porchlight

The sweetest labor that my heart has known
is the farm on which I stand.
‘Cause every single seed that’s been sown
was put in the ground by my hand and

sometimes the sun goes down a little too soon
before the day’s work is through
and I keep on going by the light of the moon when
I’d rather be home with you

Would you leave the porch light on for me?
Would you leave the porch light on for me?
I come home from the field when it’s too dark to see.
Would you leave the porch light on for me?

I can barely stand up, there’s more to be done. Oh, the bottom field needs to be plowed.
I never asked help from anyone, but Lord I can use some now.
Just give me the strength to make it back home when I can’t work no more,
and Lord let her be the first thing I see when I crawl through that front door.

Would you leave the porch light on for me?
Would you leave the porch light on for me?
To light my way back from the night so black
would you leave the porch light on for me?

Well I’m sick as a dog and no one can help. Oh, the pain’s more than I can bear,
but still my thoughts drift to the one sweet gift: the love that we share,
and I hate for you to see me like this. Oh, remember when I was strong.
If I didn’t have these IVs in my wrist well, I’d hold you in my arms.

Would you leave the porch light on for me?
Would you leave the porch light on for me?
This hospital bed is where I’ve got to be.
Would you leave the porch light on for me?

They say that I ain’t got long for this life Oh, they say that it’s my time to go.
Darling, you’ve been the most wonderful wife that any man could know.
Well you stuck by me through thick and through thin since the day you became my bride,
and someday I’ll hope to see you again when we meet on the other side.

Would you leave the porch light on for me?
Would you leave the porch light on for me?
Even though just a memory is all that I’ll be.
Would you leave the porch light on for me?

Even though just a memory is all that I'll be....
Would you leave the porch light on for me?

W.E.W.

lazy days

The lazy day is pushing onward
as the clouds dance in the sky,
every moment a moment backward
lying here in a broken back pile,

the bell always rings and children always scamper
days don't stop just cause you're hurt,
the lazy man with none no courage of his own
lies helpless head in the dirt,

and the hours hour on
no longer a part of the mix
an untimely sneeze brought you to your knees
and landed you in this fix

Maizy and Beast during the day

What a wonderful day that we have on our way, I'm just so certain you'll see
and we'll jump in the car, yes it's better by far then this house where we sleep
we shall find that it's nice in this new paradise that we're on our way
we will lay on the ground and feel every sound and sleep everyday

hey, hey we will be somewhere where cats can't jump higher,
where leashes are all on fire
ticks and flees they all bow at our knees
life is our every desire
hey, hey

It is sunny outside we should both run and hide as the man there he looks for his sneaker
and she found the poo that i left near her shoe, our chances of going are bleaker
we must both try to stay just out of the way and take our chance as the doors open
it's worked for us once if we both wait and pounce, we just may make it again

hey, hey we will be somewhere where cats can't jump higher,
where leashes are all on fire
we can play with our mates and eat off their plates
life is our every desire
hey, hey

See you See me

C G D G
You are one of the graces, I'll hold onto you
C G D G
I've searched my life over, and searched the world through
C G D G
Days upon days I have weathered my grit
C G D G
It was worth the soul I am ready to gift.

C G D G
I've had the looks and the eyes of the people
C G D G
Always held high, above most on the steeple
C G D G
Inside of you I see everything I've lost
C G D G
I want to be someone, no matter the cost.


D G
And let me tell you, you are the shoe
C G D G
My other foot needs to walk this line true
D G
It isn't that you are what I need
C G D G
But that, when I see you I see me.


C G D G
It's nice to be grounded and not in the clouds
C G D G
And hear my own voice sounding clearly and loud
C G D G
I look for my angel that I want to fall
C G D G
I think your halo is the prettiest of all.

C G D G
This hat on my head is growing too small
C G D G
These legs on my knees are climbing too tall
C G D G
But they bring me to you so I can't complain
C G D G
Carry me to you--time and time and time again.


D G
And let me tell you, you are the shoe
C G D G
My other foot needs to walk this line true
D G
It isn't that you are what I need
C G D G
But that, when I see you I see me.


C G D G
From this day forward we'll walk side by side
C G D G
You and me both yes, oh yes you're the guide
C G D G
We'll walk to the road that leads to the sea
C G D G
The world goes forever, and so will we.

D G
And let me tell you, you are the shoe
C G D G
My other foot needs to walk this line true
D G
It isn't that you are what I need
C G D G
But that, when I see you I see me.

© Copyright 2011 Kaleigh & Tony

I Know Now

the marks upon the paper are changing in my eyes,
not sure what they make up so artistically disguised,
but I hope it's something that I love
not something I despise,
are they just some marks on paper or a map drawn for my life?

and I know now, I know nothing
I see how, we see something,
don't ask me why or where I'm going,
because i don't have a clue

the notes are slowly rolling as the thunder cracks outside
the music's almost showing when the others run to hide
I hope its comes with rainfall,
so flowers can grow high,
and when I play my music, she'll never want to say goodbye.

and I know now, I know nothing
I see how, we see something,
I don't know why or where I'm going,
But I'm coming home to you.

just by a string once we were holding
but now we're strong, no longer folding
you turned nothing
into something golden
and I thank you for being you

and I know now, I know nothing
I see how, we see something
I know now just where I'm going
I'm going anywhere with you.

~Tonyfresno and Kaleigh Rose

In that hour

Hard the days become as our hours hour on
persistent in our goals to have left nothing undone
still we present ourselves with such little more to gain
then the chance we have to hold each other once again
your timing was all wrong as my hunger carried on
not every little moment is a moment that goes wrong

The hole I dug today you filled in as I left
the stairs that I fell down you said they were a gift
now bound to bed I am with you at my every call
I want nothing more than you my lovely girl
so help me walk again and straighten out this back
show me once again that nothing ever lacks

feel great about yourself
I'll feel great about you too
find love inside yourself
I have love inside you too

buck shot

I sit in your chair as you do yourself up,
makeup and hair is just never enough,
you always match from bottom to top,
jeans pulled up your legs as my heart can not stop, oh

I like the way you walk around all barefoot and free,
nothing but jeans and bra is your outfit for me,
the cutest girl in the world I can see,
oh you got those eyes now bring them over to me

oh oh oh oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah oh

I've learned your faces, your jokes and your laugh,
your not so funny but I can let that pass,
my little buck shot with a mouth full of fire,
hey lady crazy oh you kill me with fire

I like the way you walk around all barefoot and free,
nothing but jeans and bra is your outfit for me,
the cutest girl in the world I can see,
oh you got those eyes now bring them over to me

Today I dropped a line in water. On the end was a waited nymph. How it sank slow in the current as the water was higher from the runoff of winters rage. Winter will rage again this evening I'm told. And continue through tomorrow. Also, today I made a box from driftwood collected a few days ago. I've sanded and stained it once, but it will take many rounds of both before it's ready to gift. She will enjoy it I suspect when I give my box to her. A return of favours I suspect (as a laugh escapes me).

Tomorrow I fathom land. Fathom and research. Research and question. Question and imply my intent of purchase. It will be good to own land I suspect; for future decisions that may one day be of appropriate timing. Tomorrow I may also take my dog for a walk in the freshly fallen snow. He was born with snow on the ground and I believe he may feel comfortable in it, like the sweet comfort of a younger day. The days have been passing slowly though. When there is no destination somehow the path is never prompt.

And then there is Friday; the day that follows tomorrow. It seems ages away. So much can be done in such a time, yet I fear not much will be claimed accomplished. Friday brings two scheduled events; one that has been scheduled for a month now, and one I am currently scheduling as I think. Midday I must attend a Physicians appointment. It's more of a follow up appointment, but I am sure a doctor can find some ailment worth flaunting their degree at to cure. And secondly, I think I will drive to Massachusetts. I will make a visit to someone most dear to me.

Yes love. Friday, I'm coming home.

Johnny Moses

it's a long day coming as the sun begins to unfold the night,
the steers milling kicking up a dusty landscape,
your leather hands and eyes know the stampede of life,
will have its run out or be turned in on itself,
dinners been hours past as you ease the herd with song,
as morning in the country hours on,

coffee as the blood of life a cigarette rolled in my lips,
old faithful raises his head and wises up the day,
young Randolph still asleep and Chuck Hammond shaves his face,
three wives left back home so we can make our pay,
the day will come when life for me settles down,
in an open range of land outside of town,

4 a.m. is said to be a hard days living,
but the world is here for men to show our will,
we mile on so in the end the job has landed,
the hooves through every stream and up every hill,

what we have

we had some nice to meet you
we had some where you from
we had some I'm going this way
we had some won't you come

I had my this girl is lovely
you had your this guy's alright
we've had some lazy mornings
we've had our up all nights

we've had our time together
we've had our times apart
we've had our i love and hate you
we've had our this is hard

we've had so many chances
to let this fade away
but we've had so many moments
that keep us on our way
and we've had so many memories
but have room for new ones to
and we'll always have each other
and all the I love yous

we've had our nighttime dances
you had your wedding day
we have two lovely children
and we have another on the way

we've had our summer travels
we've had our nine to five
we've had the world's falling on us
but we've kept ourselves alive

we've had our share of sickness
we've had our share of pain
we've had some loved one's say goodbye
we nearly went insane

we've had so many chances
to let this fade away
but we've had so many moments
that keep us on our way
and we've had so many memories
but have room for new ones to
and we'll always have each other
and all the I love yous

we've had our jokes and teases
we've had our comments hushed
we've had our share of on the nerves
we've had our patience pushed

we've lit each others fuses
we've had our shouts and yells
I've said my settle down dears
you've screamed your go to hells

we've had so many chances
to let this fade away
but we've had so many moments
that keep us on our way
and we've had so many memories
but have room for new ones to
and we'll always have each other
and all the I love yous

Drum soldier

I can say that I'm often wrong,
and I know actions are louder than words,
but I am lying here
and I hope you're not moving on.
I have a little drum soldier,
four feet on the ground,
and he whinces like a youngster,
the sound of discontent.

But I know I can surely change.
I make up half the rules I play.
I just need to know that you'll hold on,
whether I am right or wrong.

The angry little tree shakes himself into fits,
with his two friends following suit,
nothing that's been given can be considered gifts,
unwrap what scares you least.
Curious little drummer bites his way to the top,
file off the weapons he has in his hands,
nothing can stop what can never be stopped,
live with what you got.

But I know I can surely change.
I make up half the rules I play.
I just need to know that you'll hold on,
whether I am right or wrong.

I am old, but I have young love,
and I know that it is serious,
and I won't forget all that I've learned,
a careful life so carelessly dressed.
I see myself learning more everyday,
not to mention the years to come,
the more that you let in the less in the way,
the less to carry along.

But I know I can surely change.
I make up half the rules I play.
I just need to know that you'll hold on,
whether I am right or wrong.

These lovely days aren't the last of our lives,
drum little youngster, play us tonight

I love a girl in Massachusetts

I know I'm just fine
and you are alright
my love she lives in Massachusetts

It's our first year we have been together
and it's just right so far
and I know better years are before us

don't listen to what they say
it's me and you together

and you'll say yes when I ask the question
I can't wait because I am happy
but we will because I love you
and for now let's just show each other

the beat it finds us when we're dancing
and you stomp your feet just like you do
and I move around in all directions
but our hands know where to be

don't listen to what they say
it's me and you together

we are a mess, just tangled like we should be
I'm the soft one
yes you're the screamer
I am the big one
you are the little one with soul

don't listen to what they say
it's me and you together

it's not all roses

every little moment isn't always great
every little word won't always fit
every suggestion won't always make sense
every apology shouldn't always be forgiven
every dream will not always come true
every last wish won't always be righteous
every question can't always be answered
every love won't always last
every person can't always be happy
every nightmare won't always end

Kindling

stick by stick the little fire burns ever brighter
the heat to warm the fuels of ourselves

in the spring the roots and flowers inch their way on higher
the bees make the honey for the shelves

and an old time man with a pipe lit in his hand
and his old lady dame rocks by his side

they're both whittled by the time that wrinkles the sublime
as steady and as solid as they ride

it's a little bit of something
that turns nothing to gold
it's a little bit of aging
that turns the soft to bold

the coals of our years hold the heat for our children
a foundation we find fit to build and gift

every little stream flows into something bigger
the finer sands of life will always sift

the seasons know their age as every year decays
the sun knows that its days soon come to end

the nights know that they die when the light brightens the skies
the people never break what they can mend

it's a little bit of something
that turns nothing to gold
it's a little bit of aging
that turns the soft to bold

it's a steady rocking that teaches the slowness we possess
and the meaning in the moments we create

Rapunzel was once from The Nard

Many miles and miles of wilderness to go,
two feet step right and step left along,
your tears clear my eyes now I've found you again,
first tempted by the voice of your songs,
and your hair fell long and sturdy and strong,
the love so sudden and real,
the temptress that stole you and locked you away,
never knew just how we could feel,
your mother and her stomach gave you away,
by the consent of your pussy-whipped pa,
she ached for rampion in a salad so sweet,
the enchantress saw chance from afar,
but she didn't plan on the son of a man,
not just a man but a king,
to hear the young girl with the hair of the world,
and to hear that gifted girl sing,
and she tricked us again with your hair tied to hold,
and you were banished to the lands of the sands,
I lost both my eyes now on two feet I stride,
and your tears made me the whole of a man,
both my young babes, one male and a girl,
born strong and loved on the same day,
we plan to bond and live in content,
no other life, no other way

See our truth

You can frame our life under glass,
remember the still shots that have passed,
you can hold to them, hope that they last,
but we still need to see truth,
yes we still need to see truth.

We can share this house as it grows old,
shut it all in when it turns cold,
we can hide the rot, we can cover mold,
but we still need to see truth,
yes we still need to see truth.

I can't stand by and live a life of lies,
no we still need to see truth,
yes we still need to see truth.

We can tell ourselves we tried our best,
apologize for all the sadness,
hang onto our kids, try to save the nest,
but we still need to see truth,
yes we still need to see truth.

We can let ourselves die old and grey,
ignore all the dreams that fade away,
tell the world we won, get the bill to pay,
but we still need to see truth,
yes we still need to see truth.

I can't stand by and live a life of lies,
no we still need to see truth,
yes we still need to see truth.

And I'll know it at your gave site,
I'll know it when my light dies,
hold onto the hate, die out with our lies,
because we still need to see truth,
yes we still need to see truth,
yes we still need to see truth.

A little puppy in us all

Well I found this stick in the yard,
and I chewed it up with a smile,
I swallowed some and chipped up the rest,
a new toy put it in the pile.
Day by day I grow like a weed,
so full of spit and fire,
nibble a little nibble on your finger,
pick me up higher and higher.
Some day I'll be too big,
and you can't carry me when I'm cold,
so for now be my playmate while I'm little,
and then be my friend when I am old.

A storm that brings snow is a storm I look forward to. A storm that brings pain, is one that can pass on by.

It seems this week there comes a snow storm,
another dark and cloudy days,
but the worst storm that I weathered,
I am glad it blew away.
The ice was slick and the snow drift piled,
the distance walked seemed to great,
the travelers paced, separate, single filed,
a night I loved, a night I hate.
As the sun slept emotions fired,
tears and hands just wiped away,
things were lost and things were gathered,
but nothing, nothing was thrown away.
The wind was bitter and eyes were frozen,
hearts still beat but on their own,
the blood that heats us slowly curdled,
the night was hot and we were cold.
The weather broke and made us bend dear,
but we'll never brake, for that I know,
now it's months, but one day decades,
no storm can tear apart this home.

Come little lamb

awaiting the time when the fires catch us alight,
we can be so bold to say it won't come,
if you are a part of every little thing,
then every little flame will burn us,
we think better the ways we set for others,
we choose not to see their beliefs,
their hopes and their goals are little but nothing,
if they are not ours in the same,
if you are the wrong because we say what right is,
if you are the force we must fight,
because we stuck our foot and stepped on your children,
on your fathers and daughters and dead,
"if" is the future, but now is the problem,
you scream and you cry for your rights,
rights can be given, so then take them away,
from those who claim power for few,
all are the people who make up this world,
we are the foot soldiers of truth

Bitter (the song version)

There once was a young boy who was quite pleasant and keen.
He loved a young girl who was pretty it seemed.
But she was a trickster, neither one knew,
so they fell in love, nothing better to do.

He loved to read and be quietly merry.
She loved apples and kiwis, bananas and cherries.
He was one to believe that truth should be told.
She said the lesser evils should always unfold.

He lived by the hope that two can be one.
Now he's sad by himself. She revels in fun.
He wished for one last chance to see her again.
He would say "Darling I loved you, when I was a man.
But now I am hollow. You have sucked out my soul.
I hope you die sad, cold, and alone.

He grew quite attached;
she went along for the ride.
He felt he found love.
She felt him too close to her side.

She told him the words,
struck like sticks to the soul.
He was holding too tight
so she was letting him go.

He lived by the hope that two can be one.
Now he's sad by himself. She revels in fun.
He wished for one last chance to see her again.
He would say "Darling I loved you, when I was a man.
But now I am hollow. You have sucked out my soul.
I hope you die sad, cold, and alone.

A little less feeling is what she’s looking for. It was a little too much too soon.
Her hand on the railing she walked down to the floor where he sat patient, and tired, and glum.

Every new face brought adventure and fun;
Every new day is a new life begun.
With rouge on her cheeks and a kick in her step
she bound past his chair and through the door swept

He wanted the same thing they had always had.
It wasn't the best life, but it wasn't too bad.
She wanted much more. She said their life lacked.
She took hold of the world and didn't look back.

He lived by the hope that two can be one.
Now he's sad by himself. She revels in fun.
He wished for one last chance to see her again.
He would say "Darling I loved you, when I was a man.
But now I am hollow. You have sucked out my soul.
I hope you die sad, cold, and alone.

He had patiently waited for her to come home.
She soaked up all of life and was never alone.
He remembered the girl he once held in his arms.
She thought of life’s riches; its surprises and charms.

He lived by the hope that two can be one.
Now he's sad by himself. She is smothered in fun.
He wished for one last chance to see her again.
He would say "Darling I loved you, when I was a man.
But now I am hollow. You have sucked out my soul.
I hope you die sad, cold, and alone.

He'd like her reply
to be short and be merry.
She'd say "Listen up fella...."
and she'd choke on a cherry.

Choke on a cherry

There once was a young boy who was quite pleasent and keen. He loved a young girl who was pretty it seemed. But she was a trickster, and neither one knew, so they fell in love. There was nothing better to do. He loved to read and be quietly merry. She loved apples and kiwis and bananas and cherries. He was one to believe that truth should be told. She believed the lesser of two evils should alwyas unfold. He showed her he cared. He told her it too. She replied "Same here, same here" always acting too cool. He grew quite attached, and she went along for the ride. He felt that he had found love. She felt him too close to her side.

A little less feeling is what she was looking for. It was a little too much too soon. Her hand on the railing she walked to the bottom floor where he sat patient, and tired, and glum. She had told him the words that struck like sticks to the soul. She told him he held too tight so she was letting him go. He tried to hold longer and tightened the grip, but it soon became clear the further they'd slipped.

His pants were mud covered, and his hair was a mess. Surely she looked divine and showing her best. His eyes were like baggage runaway on a carousel. She was once moth, now butterfly, freshly sprung from her shell. All it had took was for her to let go. She climbs ever higher. He sinks beyond low.

Every new face is a chance for adventure and fun. Every new day is a new life begun. With rouge on her cheecks and a kick in her step she bound past his chair and through the door swept onto the walk and down to the street. He stayed in one place as she was churning her feet. He wanted the same thing they had always had. It wasn't the best life, but it wasn't too bad. She wanted much more. She said their life lacked. She took hold of the world and didn't look back. He stayed in his chair as she had all the fun. He would look at the moon. She had danced on the sun.

He had watched a tree grow and die in their yard. She had swam through the deserts and danced in the stars. He had patiently waited for her to come home. She soaked up all of life and was never alone. His love, it grew tired and duller and weak. Her love for the world it grew larger by bound and by leap. He remembered the girl that he once held in his arms. She thought of lifes riches; its surprises and charms.

He wondered if life was more than just love. She knew that life shouldn't be rock bottom and lived from above. He cursed his heart and seared both his eyes. He knew it was both that had been the disguise. He had loved a mover, a shaker, a fox. She was a sly one. She had never lost. She never had heart ache. There wasn't a person she missed. She could live without someone's touch, without their smell and their kiss. He lived by the hope that two can be one. Now he's sad by himself. She is smothered in fun.

He wished for one last chance to see her again. He would say "Darling I loved you, when I was a man. But now I am hollow. You have sucked out my soul. I hope you die unhappy, cold, and alone." He'd like her reply to be short and merry. She'd say "Now listen up fella...." and then she'd choke on a cherry.

Oh Mother Where Art Thou

Yes I see you're really changing.
I see the efforts everyday.
You know I'm lying through my teeth when
I say you are on your way.
I hoped this curse died with my father,
so his family would still have a chance,
But you choose to harm us further.
To me that choice just makes no sense.

I tried to let you know that
I would support you all I can.
It's not for me to save your life though.
You need to take your own stand.
Instead your choices keep you empty
of hope and fill you more with shame.
It's time you know I'm not the problem.
It's time you choose to take the blame.

Every son will have a mother.
Not every mother will be there.
I'd rather one I'd never see again,
than one who just chose not to care.

You say your issues have an answer.
That someday again all will be well.
You can't have answers without questions.
The question is can you change yourself?
I see that answer in your actions
as you lay drunk on the bathroom floor.
The front door was left wide open.
What son could ask for more?

Every son will have a mother.
Not every mother will be there.
I'd rather one I'd never see again,
than one who just chose not to care.

I'm not sure if I should leave you
to the life you choose to lead.
Or should I stay and keep on trying?
I wish you would only see
what you do, and you have a problem.
You're killing you and shaking me.
The worst part of it all is
it's the same choice that he made.

More than a friend

forty eight hours of something you could not stop,
nothing you did deserved everything that you got,
maybe just one time in sometime you'll make a friend,
that will be your friend, and stay your friend,
and end at just end at friends,

lovely one with eyes upon can't she be just left alone,
madness falls down on most all of those she's been around,
don't you forget she's just as fragile as we all,
don't stay hanging around, let her breathe,
and don't you write or call

she's a girl in so many worlds
she's such a girl, oh such a girl

heavy days she hopes and prays, sad tomorrows become glad yesterdays,
we speak and cry and wonder why, last words spoke goodnight not goodbye,
something that pulls us in again, I'm your friend, more than a friend.

Daddy, what if? (thanks Shel)

Daddy, what if the sun stopped shining?
What would happen then?

If the sun stopped shining you'd be so surprised,
you'd stair up the heavens with wide oped eyes,
and the wind would carry your light to the sky's,
and the sun would start shining again.

Daddy, what if the wind stopped blowing?
What would happen then?

If the wind stopped blowing then the land would be dry,
and your boat wouldn't sail and your kite wouldn't fly,
and the grass would see your troubles and she'd tell the wind,
and the wind would start blowing again.

Daddy, what if the grass stopped growing?
What would happen then?

If the grass stopped growing you'd probably cry,
and the ground would be watered by the tears from your eyes,
and like your love for me the grass would grow so high,
and the grass would start growing again.

Daddy, what if I stopped loving you?
What would happen then.

Well, if you stopped loving me then the grass would stop growing,
the sun would stop shining, and the wind would stop blowing,
so you see, if you want to keep this whole world going,
you'd better start loving me again, again,
you'd better start loving me again, again,
you'd better start loving me again.

Rose I hold

fashion me a pie bellied deep with oat and berries,
the sirens of the stream beauty strong as voice can carry,
sweet honey subtleties that exist between us,
you're the apple of my eye, you're the filling of my crust,
filling of my crust.

sweet little kaleigh girl,
she's the rose I hold,
she's the rose I hold.

been told I'm all thumbs and won't find a way,
these hands can't bare to yield work hard all day,
you walk me to the woods to try a knot you were told,
like our hands upon our faces it'll hold I know,
it'll hold I know.

sweet little kaleigh girl,
she's the rose I hold,
she's the rose I hold.

I think you make it look so simple, this thing we have,
I've always had to fight my evils, passionate and mad,
feet bare and running wild, grounded by the spins you crave,
for me was just as simple, your love chose my heart to save,
chose my heart to save.

sweet little kaleigh curls,
she's the girl I hold,
she's the rose I hold.

as we hit a wall

i've heard those words that left me hurt slowly fight from your lips
they have stopped me on the spot and they have shook me into fits
and though i'm in shock because i can't believe we had limits
it's sad to know it's the last time i'm seeing you again

over many years we always shared i've had you by my side
and i know all the reasons why we stood our ground and tried
but what you say is important to you has just helped me die
it has buried me right up into my chin

the last time that i saw your eyes a sparkle held its place
the sparkle seemed to dull and fade and flee without a trace
i'm left buried to my chin as my eyes see you fade away
lives cast aside our dream has died by your hands, I give

how strong our bond had carried on till the time we hoped for vows
and what cold feet came and stole away the girl that love allowed
to fill my life with trust despite she now reaps what she has sow
let her live with peace i'm strong to take it on the chin

i've heard those words that left me hurt slowly fight from your lips
they have stopped me on the spot and they have shook me into fits
and though i'm in shock because i can't believe we had limits
it's sad to know it's the last time i'm seeing you again

Good Old Us

The cold days wind is blowing through me,
stings like a hornets harm on my shoulders,
that wind came blowing from westward pastures,
brought the sorrows of theirs this way.
How life is hard among the wastelands,
the barren men find their women unwanting,
farms overgrown no fields worth planting,
no children to carry their dreams along.

Here we are,
made of granite and freedom.
We'll take your worries,
take everything.
Yes we're built strong,
for people to lean on,
every season to the extremes.

No work for papa, his hands stay empty,
and mama has no hot water for wash,
and brothers and sisters, same clothes as last year,
as they grow tall the sleeves up the arms.
Lights go out just a little bit sooner,
and a few less logs thrown in the stove,
the shovel is one thing to keep you busy,
just bury what's left of what you called home.

Here we are,
made of granite and freedom.
We'll take your worries,
take everything.
Yes we're built strong,
for people to lean on,
every season to the extremes.

It's the summer, feel the lakes and breeze now,
the spring before shared the scents of the world,
and old man winter blankets the land sir,
the colours of autumn live on every leaf for every girl.
We know when it's goodbye to every worry,
just waive your hands and scream carry on,
there's always next year to shake your hope son,
just hold on to what you got.

Here we are,
made of granite and freedom.
We'll take your worries,
take everything.
Yes we're built strong,
for people to lean on,
every season to the extremes.

You stranger

Oh smile for me you stranger.
Come run from me my friend.
Oh I see you're in danger
of becoming my only only again.

Woke myself this morning and looked around, around, around
No lights, no eyes, no hands, no you to disguise.
Wiped sleep away, rose to my feet, there were no sounds to be heard.
No happy girl, no happy girl, no happy girl.

Oh smile for me you stranger.
Come run from me my friend.
Oh I see you're in danger
of becoming my only only again.

Day is long,
it don't seem to care,
that you're gone, or
that you're never there.
Be well where you are.
Oh be that someone else.
When home finds you,
you will be by yourself.

Oh smile for me you stranger.
Come run from me my friend.
Oh I see you're in danger
of becoming my only only again.