Epiphany
I once thought that women were a prize
I once thought that I needed to hunt them
I once thought that they were the same as men
...but with different organs
I once thought that women were the weaker sex
I once thought wrong indeed
I now think that women are beautiful
...no matter who, what, when, where or why
I now think that there is no hunt involved
...only a long slow journey of open communication
I now think that they are as different to me
...as day is to light, or devils to angels
I now think that women are the equal sex
I know this is the truth
Laughter
As the dust rose, the thoughts running around in my head were not good ones. Thoughts of why? What purpose? For what reason had this man died? Silly thoughts. Stupid thoughts. Unreasonable thoughts. Thoughts that shouldn't be there. Invading my mental privacy. Taking up wasted space.
The heat. The dust. The dead body just laying there... half covered in stones. This whole thing stinks. Stinking. The unpleasant smell of this whole situation burns my nostrils. Well? What could I do? What was done is done! But here I was. Here I was and I couldn't deny that. I looked at my hands. The rock I was going to throw lay at my feet. But... but I had thrown two others. One to the body and another to the...
I wiped my hands on my cloak furiously. I looked up to see if anyone noticed. One had. A small thin man... with eyes... piercing eyes as hard and as cold as metal. He was looking at me. I looked away. Turning back I glanced toward the city gate. I had better be getting home. I should have already started... but I couldn't get those thoughts out of my head. That man that died... His face, His voice. Dear God, the things he said... they were still ringing in my ears! They were so... so...
I shook it from me. I couldn't think here... got to get home, then maybe I could think straight. Confusing... too confusing. I started to leave. Suddenly the man I had seen grabbed me. I turned to face him. I started to ask him what he wanted when... when he started.
He started laughing. A deep laugh. A sick laugh... He laughed...
Dear God!... He was laughing!
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
As the dust rose, the thoughts running around in my head were not good ones. Thoughts of why? What purpose? For what reason had this man died? Silly thoughts. Stupid thoughts. Unreasonable thoughts. Thoughts that shouldn't be there. Invading my mental privacy. Taking up wasted space.
The heat. The dust. The dead body just laying there... half covered in stones. This whole thing stinks. Stinking. The unpleasant smell of this whole situation burns my nostrils. Well? What could I do? What was done is done! But here I was. Here I was and I couldn't deny that. I looked at my hands. The rock I was going to throw lay at my feet. But... but I had thrown two others. One to the body and another to the...
I wiped my hands on my cloak furiously. I looked up to see if anyone noticed. One had. A small thin man... with eyes... piercing eyes as hard and as cold as metal. He was looking at me. I looked away. Turning back I glanced toward the city gate. I had better be getting home. I should have already started... but I couldn't get those thoughts out of my head. That man that died... His face, His voice. Dear God, the things he said... they were still ringing in my ears! They were so... so...
I shook it from me. I couldn't think here... got to get home, then maybe I could think straight. Confusing... too confusing. I started to leave. Suddenly the man I had seen grabbed me. I turned to face him. I started to ask him what he wanted when... when he started.
He started laughing. A deep laugh. A sick laugh... He laughed...
Dear God!... He was laughing!
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Sojourn
Travel to a town, learn to live
Travel gently, Sometimes gently
Leaning on the everlasting strength
Learning to live,
An insect crawls... you wonder
can I crawl as well?
I wish we could crawl that well
We might learn humility.
Traveling to a town.
To learn to grow.
A sojourn of apostolic faith.
A sojourn of love.
Psychopathic love.
Weird affection.
I travel to the town, I learn to live
but not from the law
but from the Lord
I wish I could call
I wish I could crawl
I wish I could wander into the arms
I wish I could wander into the strength.
I travel to a town
The town of faith.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Travel to a town, learn to live
Travel gently, Sometimes gently
Leaning on the everlasting strength
Learning to live,
An insect crawls... you wonder
can I crawl as well?
I wish we could crawl that well
We might learn humility.
Traveling to a town.
To learn to grow.
A sojourn of apostolic faith.
A sojourn of love.
Psychopathic love.
Weird affection.
I travel to the town, I learn to live
but not from the law
but from the Lord
I wish I could call
I wish I could crawl
I wish I could wander into the arms
I wish I could wander into the strength.
I travel to a town
The town of faith.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Shocking
Death thrilling
Spine tingling
Hard cases wrack the air with tongues of authority
Love shocking the door of reality
Love is perfect
God knocking on your Hells door
Yonder spills the torment of imagination
Reckon with death no more
Where is deaths victory or sting
Jah hangs Satans bloodied head from a pike
Jah is perfect
And He is invincible
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Death thrilling
Spine tingling
Hard cases wrack the air with tongues of authority
Love shocking the door of reality
Love is perfect
God knocking on your Hells door
Yonder spills the torment of imagination
Reckon with death no more
Where is deaths victory or sting
Jah hangs Satans bloodied head from a pike
Jah is perfect
And He is invincible
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Ma-Kay
And between us lies a chasm...
...so vast and far and wide...
that no man dare set foot across...
...and large and great and steep...
only those who make the journey...
...so swift so sure so right...
towards the end, they shall travel...
...with love with lord with light...
These regrets I have...
Poetry never read...
Grand kids never played with...
Smiles never given...
hugs never taken...
phone calls that were shortened...
Lord make me have
regrets no longer...
I wonder what Heaven is like...
...with dancing flowers...singing streams...
I wonder what colors are there...
...for swooping eagles...playful trees...
I wonder what the angels do...
...about big lions...brilliant leaves...
I wonder what mom's doing now...
...at Jesus' hands...Jesus' feet...
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
And between us lies a chasm...
...so vast and far and wide...
that no man dare set foot across...
...and large and great and steep...
only those who make the journey...
...so swift so sure so right...
towards the end, they shall travel...
...with love with lord with light...
These regrets I have...
Poetry never read...
Grand kids never played with...
Smiles never given...
hugs never taken...
phone calls that were shortened...
Lord make me have
regrets no longer...
I wonder what Heaven is like...
...with dancing flowers...singing streams...
I wonder what colors are there...
...for swooping eagles...playful trees...
I wonder what the angels do...
...about big lions...brilliant leaves...
I wonder what mom's doing now...
...at Jesus' hands...Jesus' feet...
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
To the girls
Mexicans, Louisianans, and Michiganders
Hello, Hello it's me again.
It's me your warm and furry friend.
Paulywatamus you can call me.
Your smile throughout the day.
This poem or this song is for
those who receive, those who adore
the loving way he does now show
his adoration for you.
My heart now beats with life and blood
immersing me with crimson flood
as Jesus rips away my pride
a sacrifice for better.
My walls come down like Jericho
exposing every beaten foe
and burning all the false gods
the smoke blackens the sky.
A humble vessel I'm trying for
but please accept a pot that's poor
I'm trying to apologize
for inconvenience.
My reason is both plain and dull
when viewed eyes come from the skull
but enlightened eyes will see the truth
as realization dawns in.
I love you all, yes understand
I've tied the knots with rubber bands
stretched them to the limit
but they burst beneath my fingers.
I love you all, this much is fine
but he loves you so much more than I
I'm not worth my weight in pounds
I walked until I drowned.
Please forgive me for when I fall
and help me get back on the ball
I'm trying hard and most of all
I'm learning how to trust him.
Each one of you is special too
though special pink or special blue
without your colors there wouldn't be
the rainbow of your love.
Choose wisely and so make your choice
which color stands out like your voice
for colors we are meant to be
to paint the nations for him.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Mexicans, Louisianans, and Michiganders
Hello, Hello it's me again.
It's me your warm and furry friend.
Paulywatamus you can call me.
Your smile throughout the day.
This poem or this song is for
those who receive, those who adore
the loving way he does now show
his adoration for you.
My heart now beats with life and blood
immersing me with crimson flood
as Jesus rips away my pride
a sacrifice for better.
My walls come down like Jericho
exposing every beaten foe
and burning all the false gods
the smoke blackens the sky.
A humble vessel I'm trying for
but please accept a pot that's poor
I'm trying to apologize
for inconvenience.
My reason is both plain and dull
when viewed eyes come from the skull
but enlightened eyes will see the truth
as realization dawns in.
I love you all, yes understand
I've tied the knots with rubber bands
stretched them to the limit
but they burst beneath my fingers.
I love you all, this much is fine
but he loves you so much more than I
I'm not worth my weight in pounds
I walked until I drowned.
Please forgive me for when I fall
and help me get back on the ball
I'm trying hard and most of all
I'm learning how to trust him.
Each one of you is special too
though special pink or special blue
without your colors there wouldn't be
the rainbow of your love.
Choose wisely and so make your choice
which color stands out like your voice
for colors we are meant to be
to paint the nations for him.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Save Me
(With thoughts to an old friend gone on before)
Save me! Won't you save me?
Save me from my wicked self!
And save me from the love of wealth!
Lord, save me! Won't you save me?
I know some things that I might do!
Help me give those things up too!
Save me! Please, please save me!
From all these things that happen!
And from all those that almost do!
Lord, save me! Won't you save me?
Save me from the bottle and from cancer sticks!
Save me from red hot lovers and worthless chicks!
Save me from the love of knowledge!
Lord, save me from sarcasm!
Save me! Please save me!
And step by step you'll lead me. . .
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
(With thoughts to an old friend gone on before)
Save me! Won't you save me?
Save me from my wicked self!
And save me from the love of wealth!
Lord, save me! Won't you save me?
I know some things that I might do!
Help me give those things up too!
Save me! Please, please save me!
From all these things that happen!
And from all those that almost do!
Lord, save me! Won't you save me?
Save me from the bottle and from cancer sticks!
Save me from red hot lovers and worthless chicks!
Save me from the love of knowledge!
Lord, save me from sarcasm!
Save me! Please save me!
And step by step you'll lead me. . .
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Veil
My trip to heaven was short
but I threw it away
On two shots of clay
I want to be that man
My mind isn't where it should be
It is buried in her bosom
think, think, think, think, think
play it loud
Alright, Alright Alright already
Ice pick to the Ice cube
chip away, chip away, chip away
until the Neanderthal thaws
and comes back to life
to find himself trapped in a world
that he does not understand
like I
do not understand these thin walls
I can see them, can they see me?
I scream and claw
make me a promise
don't scream.
You see, I can give you whatever
your heart wishes, all you have to do
is cross over that veil
but no, I say no.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
My trip to heaven was short
but I threw it away
On two shots of clay
I want to be that man
My mind isn't where it should be
It is buried in her bosom
think, think, think, think, think
play it loud
Alright, Alright Alright already
Ice pick to the Ice cube
chip away, chip away, chip away
until the Neanderthal thaws
and comes back to life
to find himself trapped in a world
that he does not understand
like I
do not understand these thin walls
I can see them, can they see me?
I scream and claw
make me a promise
don't scream.
You see, I can give you whatever
your heart wishes, all you have to do
is cross over that veil
but no, I say no.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
I feel for what I know
i do not want to but i do
i feel for what i know
and i know that this truth i see is a lie
the truth... my heart... so black
i know the truth, it should set me free
im reaching for the stars
but grind my teeth on sandy shores
the moonglow of your hope dances upon me
the sun, showed me your promise
solemn, so wise yet contrite
im not getting anywhere... and fast
looking to knowledge's vast frontier
in the investigation of common sense
i reveal nothing but this senseless quest
sparkling and true, intense and anew
show me your foolishness, i give you my brain
in the thoughts of lost wisdom
i feel for what i know
and also for what i do not...
i feel, and fear rides away...
on eagles wings.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
i do not want to but i do
i feel for what i know
and i know that this truth i see is a lie
the truth... my heart... so black
i know the truth, it should set me free
im reaching for the stars
but grind my teeth on sandy shores
the moonglow of your hope dances upon me
the sun, showed me your promise
solemn, so wise yet contrite
im not getting anywhere... and fast
looking to knowledge's vast frontier
in the investigation of common sense
i reveal nothing but this senseless quest
sparkling and true, intense and anew
show me your foolishness, i give you my brain
in the thoughts of lost wisdom
i feel for what i know
and also for what i do not...
i feel, and fear rides away...
on eagles wings.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
He was Gods child
He had dirty hands, and matted hair.
He was a poor boy who wore clothes with holes.
He slept in a small cardboard box.
And he always sang the blues.
But he was Gods child.
She wore thick glasses and had freckles.
She had pony tails and wore braces.
She was pear shaped with unsightly wrinkles.
She wore orthopedic shoes with a bad aroma.
But she was Gods child.
He had an ugly face and had grubby hands,
He was a poor boy from a large family.
He didn't have many friends, he was misunderstood.
He hung upon a cross, pierced between two ugly thieves.
But He was Gods child.
Yes, He was Gods child.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
He had dirty hands, and matted hair.
He was a poor boy who wore clothes with holes.
He slept in a small cardboard box.
And he always sang the blues.
But he was Gods child.
She wore thick glasses and had freckles.
She had pony tails and wore braces.
She was pear shaped with unsightly wrinkles.
She wore orthopedic shoes with a bad aroma.
But she was Gods child.
He had an ugly face and had grubby hands,
He was a poor boy from a large family.
He didn't have many friends, he was misunderstood.
He hung upon a cross, pierced between two ugly thieves.
But He was Gods child.
Yes, He was Gods child.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Sword makers healing
-Troglodyte, juggernaut, spinning-
-hunchback, leper wrought, dying-
"I know one who can set you free Inchkeith."
"I'm fine just the way I am!"
"I know one who can set you free."
"I will make your sword,
now leave me alone!"
-You who sits back in the dust-
-who shatters and who rusts-
-who cares for the unjust-
-You who live your life in sin-
-can't stand so you cave in-
-he lost so you can win-
-Troglodyte, juggernaut, feeling-
-warrior, costly- bought, healing-
"Bless me Lord for I'll never be the same!"
"Yes, and thank you for the sword."
Inspired by Steven R Lawhead
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
-Troglodyte, juggernaut, spinning-
-hunchback, leper wrought, dying-
"I know one who can set you free Inchkeith."
"I'm fine just the way I am!"
"I know one who can set you free."
"I will make your sword,
now leave me alone!"
-You who sits back in the dust-
-who shatters and who rusts-
-who cares for the unjust-
-You who live your life in sin-
-can't stand so you cave in-
-he lost so you can win-
-Troglodyte, juggernaut, feeling-
-warrior, costly- bought, healing-
"Bless me Lord for I'll never be the same!"
"Yes, and thank you for the sword."
Inspired by Steven R Lawhead
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
You are
You are the one most holy and true.
I give my life, give my all to you.
You are the man in whom I see
All perfectness and unity.
You are the almighty God.
Above all there is none else.
You are the powerful Elohim.
You are the wonderful Trinity.
I believe, I believe the Bible says it plain.
Written upon old tablets of stone.
Your word, your worth, your everything.
You are Lord to me.
You are everything.
Forever to the power of ten plus one.
You are my God.
You are righteousness and true religion.
You are the one. . .
in whom I fell in love with from the beginning.
You are the rock of my salvation.
You are all light in this world.
I believe in you.
We receive from you.
Me, myself, and I.
Lord, you are worthy indeed.
Yes, Lord you are worthy indeed.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
You are the one most holy and true.
I give my life, give my all to you.
You are the man in whom I see
All perfectness and unity.
You are the almighty God.
Above all there is none else.
You are the powerful Elohim.
You are the wonderful Trinity.
I believe, I believe the Bible says it plain.
Written upon old tablets of stone.
Your word, your worth, your everything.
You are Lord to me.
You are everything.
Forever to the power of ten plus one.
You are my God.
You are righteousness and true religion.
You are the one. . .
in whom I fell in love with from the beginning.
You are the rock of my salvation.
You are all light in this world.
I believe in you.
We receive from you.
Me, myself, and I.
Lord, you are worthy indeed.
Yes, Lord you are worthy indeed.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Breath of God
As dawn breaks, the new day
skips over the cloud tops breathing.
"How can you breathe?" I ask the day.
"I breathe because the Lord has first breathed me."
As morning wakes, the meadowlark sings
his morning song of happiness and joy.
"How can you sing?" I ask the lark.
"I sing because the Lord has first sung me."
As the sun rays shine, the morning dew
shines itself upon me.
"How can you shine?" I ask the dew.
"I shine because the Lord has first shone me."
And as night falls, I, already asleep on my bed,
forget the beauty that the Lord gives each day.
"How could I have forgotten?" I ask the Lord.
"You forgot because you first forgot me."
But still on me, the Lord . . .
Breathes, sings, and shines.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
As dawn breaks, the new day
skips over the cloud tops breathing.
"How can you breathe?" I ask the day.
"I breathe because the Lord has first breathed me."
As morning wakes, the meadowlark sings
his morning song of happiness and joy.
"How can you sing?" I ask the lark.
"I sing because the Lord has first sung me."
As the sun rays shine, the morning dew
shines itself upon me.
"How can you shine?" I ask the dew.
"I shine because the Lord has first shone me."
And as night falls, I, already asleep on my bed,
forget the beauty that the Lord gives each day.
"How could I have forgotten?" I ask the Lord.
"You forgot because you first forgot me."
But still on me, the Lord . . .
Breathes, sings, and shines.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Snuggled
Prayer prepares
Love rejuvenates
Spontaneous laughter
Rejoices with me
Speak only nice things
Treat others well
If you want to see
Reciprocals sell
Preserve me please
From crabby behavior
And unsatisfaction
Give me eternity
Within my heart
Within my vision
I am loved
I am loved
I am loved
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Prayer prepares
Love rejuvenates
Spontaneous laughter
Rejoices with me
Speak only nice things
Treat others well
If you want to see
Reciprocals sell
Preserve me please
From crabby behavior
And unsatisfaction
Give me eternity
Within my heart
Within my vision
I am loved
I am loved
I am loved
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
To write a poem
What shall I write
I ask myself
On this blank piece of paper
With blue and red lines
What is my answer
I say to myself
As the white draws
My black ink to it
I answered myself
The question I asked
And wrote a poem
That filled up a page
(is life such a stage?)
(I smell the old scarf
and realize that the
songs on the radio in
the background deny
any mention of the
acceptance of a God
fearing youth of today)
What shall I write
As I look at the pen
I do not know...
And thus I begin.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
What shall I write
I ask myself
On this blank piece of paper
With blue and red lines
What is my answer
I say to myself
As the white draws
My black ink to it
I answered myself
The question I asked
And wrote a poem
That filled up a page
(is life such a stage?)
(I smell the old scarf
and realize that the
songs on the radio in
the background deny
any mention of the
acceptance of a God
fearing youth of today)
What shall I write
As I look at the pen
I do not know...
And thus I begin.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
S.I.N.G.
Breathlessly we turn our lives away
As we turn and face yet another day
Call it what you will
It is better still
To live inside the glory of Him
And I will sing of His glory
And I will sing of His love
And I will sing of His mercies
Forever on end
As we walk along these empty streets alone
Letting fear walk by and turn our hearts to stone
Call it what you will
It doesn't fulfill
To live inside the worship of Him
And I will sing of His wonder
And I will sing of His grace
And I will sing of His presence
Forever alone
And I will pray for His judgment
And I will tell of His fire
And I will preach of Your power
Forever I know
Longingly we cry out every day
As we cry at night "there is no other way"
Breathlessly we turn our night to day
as we turn and face another brighter day
Call it what you will
It is better still
To live inside the person of love
And I will sing of your wonder
And I will sing of your love
And I will sing of your secrets
Forever I know
And I will tell of your glory
And I will share of your grace
And I will let others love you
As you first loved me
And I will let others love you
As you first loved me
And I will let others love you
As you first loved me
Your glory I see
Because you first loved me
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Breathlessly we turn our lives away
As we turn and face yet another day
Call it what you will
It is better still
To live inside the glory of Him
And I will sing of His glory
And I will sing of His love
And I will sing of His mercies
Forever on end
As we walk along these empty streets alone
Letting fear walk by and turn our hearts to stone
Call it what you will
It doesn't fulfill
To live inside the worship of Him
And I will sing of His wonder
And I will sing of His grace
And I will sing of His presence
Forever alone
And I will pray for His judgment
And I will tell of His fire
And I will preach of Your power
Forever I know
Longingly we cry out every day
As we cry at night "there is no other way"
Breathlessly we turn our night to day
as we turn and face another brighter day
Call it what you will
It is better still
To live inside the person of love
And I will sing of your wonder
And I will sing of your love
And I will sing of your secrets
Forever I know
And I will tell of your glory
And I will share of your grace
And I will let others love you
As you first loved me
And I will let others love you
As you first loved me
And I will let others love you
As you first loved me
Your glory I see
Because you first loved me
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Spiritual Incense and alchemy
Oh fragrance of tough love dwell in me.
Rip up my inner self and dwell.
Pour in me that simple smell.
Of tough love like a farmers face.
Oh fragrance of tough love dwell in me.
Sip up my liquid soul and dwell.
No pretense could my heart have.
Without the joy like baseball glove oil.
Potent of my pungent soul.
Mix a quiz of truth.
Spell me out in figure-charms.
Jesus live in me.
Pierce my heart and let me bleed.
Mix the elixir now.
Push out me now, into your hand.
Drip me Lord like candle wax.
Oh fragrance of tough love dwell in me.
Flip off the scales and dwell.
Without shadow let me face you.
To shine out like good axle grease.
Oh fragrance of tough love dwell in me.
Trap me in you and dwell.
Feelings lost in your endless face.
Kindness like a home cooked meal.
Drip me Lord.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Oh fragrance of tough love dwell in me.
Rip up my inner self and dwell.
Pour in me that simple smell.
Of tough love like a farmers face.
Oh fragrance of tough love dwell in me.
Sip up my liquid soul and dwell.
No pretense could my heart have.
Without the joy like baseball glove oil.
Potent of my pungent soul.
Mix a quiz of truth.
Spell me out in figure-charms.
Jesus live in me.
Pierce my heart and let me bleed.
Mix the elixir now.
Push out me now, into your hand.
Drip me Lord like candle wax.
Oh fragrance of tough love dwell in me.
Flip off the scales and dwell.
Without shadow let me face you.
To shine out like good axle grease.
Oh fragrance of tough love dwell in me.
Trap me in you and dwell.
Feelings lost in your endless face.
Kindness like a home cooked meal.
Drip me Lord.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Music
Jade, Lenin, Spiral motions watching
Forgetful idealism's, denying machismos
love-lace, pug faced, tires spinning wildly
corny canned music floating from speakers
dynamos of dexterity clanging their gongs
Listen to the lyrics cry, listen to the clamor
feel it thriving in your pulse, louder, louder
frost-bitten gyrating waves listening
forsaken idealism's, destructive cannibals
jade-mace, dope-faced, propellers flying madly
corny canned music floating from the speakers
dynamos of dexterity banging their gongs
Live inside the music-sky, revel in its smatter
Feel it living in your pulse, feel it ever higher
music is your wake and sleep
music takes me to the deep
music lives and music now
music is your sacred cow
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Jade, Lenin, Spiral motions watching
Forgetful idealism's, denying machismos
love-lace, pug faced, tires spinning wildly
corny canned music floating from speakers
dynamos of dexterity clanging their gongs
Listen to the lyrics cry, listen to the clamor
feel it thriving in your pulse, louder, louder
frost-bitten gyrating waves listening
forsaken idealism's, destructive cannibals
jade-mace, dope-faced, propellers flying madly
corny canned music floating from the speakers
dynamos of dexterity banging their gongs
Live inside the music-sky, revel in its smatter
Feel it living in your pulse, feel it ever higher
music is your wake and sleep
music takes me to the deep
music lives and music now
music is your sacred cow
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
@ F E L L V E N U S M E Z M O R I Z E
#1 sLEEPING ON nATHANS FLOOR
yOU SHOWER yOUR gLORIOUS ARRAY
#2 i DREAM UNCONTROLLABLY AT NIGHT
#_ yOU FLOW INTANGIBLY ONTO mE
i LISTEN AND SWEAT AND CRY
#d yOU DISTURB mY MORBID WAY
bUT ALWAYS SEEM TO REMEMBER
#3 yOU WRITE yOUR SOUL IN mE
yOU'RE SO COOL yOU'RE SO COOL
#+ yOU CHAIN ME TO yOUR HEART
# tHREADBARE AND BROKEN
#4 yOU RAIN yOUR BLESSINGS DOWN
i STAND UPON THES
oF LIFELESS AND CHORELESS HOPE
#5 yOU DISRUPT mY EVER-DOWN
#_ tHE ANTI-EQUATION OF DESOLATION
#L yOU CARVE INTO mY DREAMS
#+ yOU'RE SO COOL yOU'RE SO COOL
yOU PULVERIZE mY DEEP SOUL
#T i SEE COLORS SPLASHING AT THE WIND
#* yOU MAKE mE WANT TO SCREAM
#_ i FEEL HEARTBEAT CRAVING ATTENTION
yOU MAKE ME LOSE CONTROL
#_ i STAND NAKED BEFORE yOUR EYES
#8 yOU DRIFT ME yOU WAKE mE
#+ bUT yOU LOVE mE THOUGH i DIE
#_ yOU LIFE mE yOU SHAKE mE
yOU'RE SO COOL yOU'RE SO COOL
#9 yOU'RE SO COOL yOU'RE SO COOL
mESMERIZE INTO yOUR EYES
#+ yO0()Oo0Uu'RrrrrRE so cool
With thanks to fell venus
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
#1 sLEEPING ON nATHANS FLOOR
yOU SHOWER yOUR gLORIOUS ARRAY
#2 i DREAM UNCONTROLLABLY AT NIGHT
#_ yOU FLOW INTANGIBLY ONTO mE
i LISTEN AND SWEAT AND CRY
#d yOU DISTURB mY MORBID WAY
bUT ALWAYS SEEM TO REMEMBER
#3 yOU WRITE yOUR SOUL IN mE
yOU'RE SO COOL yOU'RE SO COOL
#+ yOU CHAIN ME TO yOUR HEART
# tHREADBARE AND BROKEN
#4 yOU RAIN yOUR BLESSINGS DOWN
i STAND UPON THES
oF LIFELESS AND CHORELESS HOPE
#5 yOU DISRUPT mY EVER-DOWN
#_ tHE ANTI-EQUATION OF DESOLATION
#L yOU CARVE INTO mY DREAMS
#+ yOU'RE SO COOL yOU'RE SO COOL
yOU PULVERIZE mY DEEP SOUL
#T i SEE COLORS SPLASHING AT THE WIND
#* yOU MAKE mE WANT TO SCREAM
#_ i FEEL HEARTBEAT CRAVING ATTENTION
yOU MAKE ME LOSE CONTROL
#_ i STAND NAKED BEFORE yOUR EYES
#8 yOU DRIFT ME yOU WAKE mE
#+ bUT yOU LOVE mE THOUGH i DIE
#_ yOU LIFE mE yOU SHAKE mE
yOU'RE SO COOL yOU'RE SO COOL
#9 yOU'RE SO COOL yOU'RE SO COOL
mESMERIZE INTO yOUR EYES
#+ yO0()Oo0Uu'RrrrrRE so cool
With thanks to fell venus
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Red Haired Wonder
I've come to you my friend
Dealing with life is such uncertainty
You are my nearest love
A vacuum of inner despondency
I want to know your soul
Your wire frame is just not on my mind
The life behind your eyes
Betrays the pursed-lipped smile on your face.
You are a drifter girl.
A wind rider with broken reigns.
A horse in a thunder storm.
Lightning and sea-foam
drip from your hooves.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
I've come to you my friend
Dealing with life is such uncertainty
You are my nearest love
A vacuum of inner despondency
I want to know your soul
Your wire frame is just not on my mind
The life behind your eyes
Betrays the pursed-lipped smile on your face.
You are a drifter girl.
A wind rider with broken reigns.
A horse in a thunder storm.
Lightning and sea-foam
drip from your hooves.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
He is... I am
He is the son of man, come to seek and save the lost.
He is the son of God, my master, yes, the Christ.
He is the faithful and the true witness.
He is the Alpha and the Omega, the first to the end.
He is the bright and morning star.
He is the door of the sheep pen.
He is the good shepherd who would lay down his life.
He is the rhythm of the sea, the gateway to salvation
He is the one who forsook all to come and find us
He is my lover in a thousand ways.
He is in the Father and the Father is in him.
He is the works of the Father, The good steward.
He is Master, King, and Lord over all of creation.
He is the one who searches the heart, soul, and mind.
He is the great and mighty healer, the great physician.
He is the bread of life, he came so no one would hunger.
He is the manna from heaven. The fire and also the cloud.
He is the giver of eternal water and of all eternal life.
He is the life, the way, and the truth, the weary may come.
He is sweet sanctifier, servant, logos and rhema.
He is the light of the world. Take your cross and follow.
He is the life. He is the way. Keeper of Abrahams' bosom.
He is holy, faithful and true, He opens and no man shuts.
He is the true vine. He abides in the Father forever.
And we are his children, friends, sisters and brothers.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
He is the son of man, come to seek and save the lost.
He is the son of God, my master, yes, the Christ.
He is the faithful and the true witness.
He is the Alpha and the Omega, the first to the end.
He is the bright and morning star.
He is the door of the sheep pen.
He is the good shepherd who would lay down his life.
He is the rhythm of the sea, the gateway to salvation
He is the one who forsook all to come and find us
He is my lover in a thousand ways.
He is in the Father and the Father is in him.
He is the works of the Father, The good steward.
He is Master, King, and Lord over all of creation.
He is the one who searches the heart, soul, and mind.
He is the great and mighty healer, the great physician.
He is the bread of life, he came so no one would hunger.
He is the manna from heaven. The fire and also the cloud.
He is the giver of eternal water and of all eternal life.
He is the life, the way, and the truth, the weary may come.
He is sweet sanctifier, servant, logos and rhema.
He is the light of the world. Take your cross and follow.
He is the life. He is the way. Keeper of Abrahams' bosom.
He is holy, faithful and true, He opens and no man shuts.
He is the true vine. He abides in the Father forever.
And we are his children, friends, sisters and brothers.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
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