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Sunday, June 9, 2019

I May Never Know Just Why

Nothing to say
when you went away
You made your mind up
anyway
Forgotten dream
and happy times
You left it all behind

And now the darkness
is my sun
Through the paces
get it done
When shallow people
look my way
I've no words to say

(chorus) Trying to think
                  Of just why
                  You went away
                   I couldn't cry
                  Rippled confusion
                  I can't hide
                  I may never know
                  Just why

Melancholy
such a friend
Hiding bruises
never mend
Tomorrows hopes
are farther still
Looking through the rain

I wanted love
She had to go
Butterflies
Don't live in snow
so many things
I'll never know
I'll never know at all

(chorus)

time away
your growing strong
forever isn't
very long
years are lost
and love is gone
you gave up on me

battered hearts
and empty shells
holding love
not to sell
I thought I knew
knew you well
I was blind to see

(chorus)


Sunday, May 26, 2019

Where Is It That You Are Now Calling Your Home


© 2019 Mark Cote

well I stared
at the moon
when do you say it's over
do you think it's too soon

why you left
it's unknown
where is it that you are now calling your home
pushed away
can't move on
where is it that you are now calling your home

need some space
need some time
do I drink chardonnay or just drink red wine

why you left
it's unknown
where is it that you are now calling your home
pushed away
can't move on
where is it that you are now calling your home

want to hide
when I'm down
don't like people seeing when I wear a frown

why you left
it's unknown
where is it that you are now calling your home
pushed away
can't move on
where is it that you are now calling your home

people ask
how I am
you don't start feeling better
by the turn of a hand

why you left
it's unknown
where is it that you are now calling your home
pushed away
can't move on
where is it that you are now calling your home

why you left
it's unknown
where is it that you are now calling your home
pushed away
can't move on
where is it that you are now calling your home


Sunday, May 12, 2019

The Vacuum Of My Heart


© 2019 Mark Cote

silent words scream
with a burning tongue
when 2 worlds collide
they sometimes come undone

(bridge) running in hollow
              mystery is sorrow
              what happens the day
              after tomorrow

too many roads
with nowhere to go
the sun burns the same
on the other side of the globe

(chorus) falling falling
                       deeper
                       deeper still
                       If I can't escape
                       If I can't escape
                       I never will
                      from the coldness where starlight falls apart
                      into the vacuum
                      into the vacuum of my heart

thorns you carry
refusing to let go
will cut the one
who holds them most

but like a boat I sail
on waves life brings
the mockingbird mocks
while the bluebird she sings

(bridge) running in hollow
                       mystery is sorrow
                       what happens the day
                       after tomorrow

(chorus)


Sunday, April 21, 2019

Don't Carry Hate Like A Religion


© 2019 Mark Cote

high on a hill
one point of view
one color paint
one knotted shoe

dark cloud rises
without a sound
but words you say
lie all around

he hates the sun
hates the moon
hates the way
lovers swoon

(chorus) don't carry your hate like a religion
                  jaded eyes lost in confusion
                  turn it away
                  all shades are grey
                  don't carry your hate like a religion


nothing is right
if everything is wrong
is that where
you want to belong


something to learn
from points of view
a rainbow looks better
with multiple hues

he hates the sun
hates the moon
hates the way lovers swoon

(chorus)



Sunday, April 7, 2019

Until It's Washed Away


© 2019 Mark Cote

is it just a dream
never knowing what I mean
that seemed to be so real
made me question how I feel

talking to a wall
you don't know me at all
dusting on a grave
something I could not save

(chorus) thought it was you when I turned my head
                  but it's the grim reaper now I'm dead
                  I couldn't walk away
                  from what I heard you say

                  now it seems that it's all through
                  what was old now is new
                  until it's washed away
                  by tomorrow or yesterday
                  until it's washed away


Sundays are left undone
a race cannot be won
I'll keep it to myself
how the clown really felt

(chorus)


Sunday, March 24, 2019

Don't Let The Well Run Dry


© 2019 Mark Cote

(chorus) don't let
                  don't let
                  the well run dry
                  don't let
                  don't let
                  the well run dry
                  inspiration lies all around
                  though I can't see
                  inspiration plays all around
                  but I'm off-key

in a clouded mind
looking all about
wanting Spring again
wanna scream and shout

(chorus)

in the colored eyes
every shade and hue
nothing looks old
everything is new

(chorus)

flying up so high
can describe it one and all
will it ever last
worried about the fall

(chorus)


Sunday, March 10, 2019

Busy Bee

© 2019 Mark Cote

minds all a jumble
tossing and tumbled
trying to take it all in

sort in my mind
and leave it behind
and take the best part with me

(bridge) collecting words you say
         and storing them away
         sharp ones they scar
         are hurting a heart
         But I don't say a thing

(chorus) from flower to flower
         I'm a
         busy bee
         don't feel so sour
         just wait and see
         when....
         I feel the heat
         I don't
         bend and cower
         or let it in

taste sweet or sour
either gives you power
which one do you choose?

the heat can consume
and marry your doom
your lost now in time and space

but see it ahead
and avoid all the dread
it's not who you want to be

(chorus)