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Monday, January 25, 2016

Random Thoughts



© 2016 Mark Cote

molasses words don't pierce the night
and the turn you take is not the right
but is a spark of gold as bright
as a pure glow of heart-felt white

mystic writes with future's pen
how far ahead I know not when
whisper softly songs to you
is it green or is it blue

(chorus) just random thoughts
                  a scattered mind
                  random things I left behind
                  random thoughts
                  roads up ahead
                  just random thoughts inside my head

the walrus asks Poe to dance
if the clouds will go he'll take a chance
the shadows hide under the bed
dreams so far above his head

(chorus)


Monday, January 18, 2016

Where Are You Going Mr. Jones?



© 2016 Mark Cote

where are you going Mr Jones
are you welcomed or all alone
as we look out from our stone
man who fell to earth is home
ah ah ah

spiders from Mars are all around
like stardust that can't be bound
In your cloud you wear a crown
is the sand red or is it brown
ah ah ah

coalescing is so distressing
where you are
the collective love
will heal your scars.....

(instrumental)

where are you going Mr. Jones
starman ripples words and tones
and robot sounds now are cloned
I hope we learned what you had shown

coalescing is so distressing
where you are
the collective love
will heal your scars.....

where are you going Mr Jones?
where are you going Mr Jones?
where are we going......

(instrumental)


Monday, January 11, 2016

The Man With One Squeaky Shoe



© 2016 Mark Cote

people nod like they're your friend
their "how are you's" are just pretend
for in the shadows they never knew
walks the man with one squeaky shoe

On a hot August night
while moonlit hearts bask in the light
his memory tears hide out of sight
cries the man with one squeaky shoe

(chorus) maybe he will
                  maybe he won't
                  get past the clouds where he goes
                  for the waxy shine of the love he knew
                  is in each step of his squeaky shoe

(instrumental)

the doubts he has hold him back
from giving love he can't get back
if she's pure if she's true
she'll love the man with one squeaky shoe

(chorus)


Monday, January 4, 2016

I'm Gonna Divorce This Town



© 2015 Mark Cote

it always felt wrong
I never belonged
though where I was born
my heart longs for more
passive aggressive gets me down
I'm gonna divorce this town

if I can ever escape
ever get away
no rear view mirror
my future looks clearer
than oppressed depressed silent sounds
I'm gonna divorce this town

(chorus) this town
                  this one horse town
                  before the sun goes down
                  I'm gonna divorce this town
                  this town
                  this one horse town
                  you can place your bets
                  I won't regret
                  I'm gonna divorce this town

there's nothing to do
hoots the owl
they roll up the streets
when the sun goes down
when you live in nothing
nothing's all you find
but it won't get me down
I'm gonna divorce this town

(chorus)
(instrumental)

keep dreams to yourself
not say how you feel
it's not for me
the way of life they lead
in alcohol sorrows drown
I'm gonna divorce this town