My dreams, my tears, my hopes, my fears. Yearning love I immerse. My world in a verse
Monday, February 25, 2013
If Someone Really Cared
© 2013 Mark Cote
The bird that cries in silence
do you ever hear her call
tumbling down is so slowly
no one ever sees her fall
In this inward turning struggle
a smile can hide it all
the comfort of the darkness
or climb above the wall
(bridge) I can hear her tears when she sings
and to the melody that she clings
If someone really cared
she still might be around
(chorus) And I know
she still may have stumbled
but at least
she still would be there
down this well
of sorrow she's falling
grab her heart and keep it sound
if someone really cared
she still might be around
to hard to face her demons
not strong enough to cry
every time I read the details
I just have to wonder why
lost now in the shadows
the rustle in the wind
the one that fell down here from heaven
has flown back to there again
(bridge) I can hear her tears when she sings
angel baby got her wings
if someone really cared
she still might be around
(chorus)
Monday, February 18, 2013
Better Days Ahead
© 2013 Mark Cote
The clouds cried for me when you went away
the strength I learned I must say
I learned from you
but mine is filled with love
I ride the tide I stay the course
the many storms I've endured
been rocked around
but still I don't capsize
(chorus) Better days ahead
just looking to the north you'll find
shadows are all behind
as you go
your steps will show
as you learn you grow
and leave it all behind
better days ahead
Had the wind knocked from my sail
though some may do I don't inhale
don't cloud my mind
just let me forge ahead
If I have to float out all alone
My heart I know will not grow cold
the love inside
will keep me safe and warm
(chorus)
(bridge) If you
fall overboard
your wet and unsure
to sink or swim
is all that you can do
to spite them all
learn to stand tall
as they look up at you
while you swim away
(chorus)
Monday, February 11, 2013
Penelope's Eyes
© 2013 Mark Cote
Blue bunny dreams
are as real as they seem
they come without warning or thought
and under the thunder
she'll sit and she'll wonder
how strawberries taste in the rain
looking around
absorbing the sounds
as night time wakes up to the day
while some see the light
as shining too bright
and the dark is too hard on their eyes
Penelope wanders along
(chorus) life is so simple
Penelope's eyes
each waking day
another surprise
look at the wonder
Penelope's eyes
just like a child
you realize
there's more to life
in Penelope's eyes
the shapes of the clouds
form animal mounds
she casually lays in the grass
flower-filled air
surrounds everywhere
the hour hand rolls on too fast
(chorus)
what can it be
what is it that she sees?
(chorus)
Monday, February 4, 2013
Waiting For The Storm To Pass
© 2013 Mark Cote
Clouds surround a sunny mind
seems so dark seems so unkind
the words that curse a photograph
a faded love now in half
like slipping through an hourglass
waiting for the storm to pass
paisley dreams that once defined
they coalesced they intertwined
now down a dusty gravel road
the cross I bear a heavy load
when futures seem so hard to grasp
waiting for the storm to pass
let it all drift away....
(chorus) waiting for the storm to pass
hoping this will be the last
waiting for the storm to pass
waiting for the storm to pass
the egg that hatched a silver rose
where it came from nobody knows
was it left for me to find
inspiration left behind
the dusk and dawn now they clash
waiting for the storm to pass
let it all drift away...
(chorus)
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