all poems/lyrics by Spencer Ross It's like a factory inside The motor runs The gears spin And I'm on autopilot What happens when the machine isn't oiled And gets rusty. The oil I'm missing is you ------------------------------------------------------- agaetis byrjun the dawn of spring wakes sleeping giants agaetis byrjun sumbeams breaking through the clouds agaetis byrjun fall out of the sky from infinity agaetis byrjun heart's eagle soaring loud agaetis byrjun ------------------------------------------------------- "Treasure Hunt" Find a job that's mine Not yours Find a fear inside you For which there is no cure Find a ray of sunshine Inside this crazy world Find a marine oyster Whose inside has no pearl Find a tongue to speak in Where the words are meant just right Find a blind man's guide dog That never lost its sight Find a purple rose That has a beautiful scent Find me and I'll find you And we'll backtrack where we went ------------------------------------------------------- Verbosity is too much There are big words that mean nothing Little words that mean everything But... It's all in words. Have actions always spoke louder than words? The gift of a rose? A kiss on the cheek? Has it ever mattered more? Communication is the key to life Not how you communicate it But what you communicate For if the world is just a stage, Then we are its actors If we are its actors, Then it's all in the timing And the way we use words. ------------------------------------------------------- Ante up Lay your cards on the table Let's see what you've got We've been playing this game for hours One more chip in the pile But I'm running out of chips Take a hit Ash out your cigar on the tray The smoke filled room is darkened And the strands of a decrepit rock song plays on the radio Turn the dial Get that shit off We're still playing and I dont know why I'm out of money I'm out of soul Three in the morning and I'm ready to go home Two pair? Straight flush? Ace high? I alreaddy lost it all to you. Light up another one Pass it to me I could use a hit After the hand you played It's like I already got a hit. That's the thing: It's a risky game. And I'm no card shark. Game over, I fold. ------------------------------------------------------ "Latitudes" The nights grow colder And we're growing older Miles separate us from being together again All the words we say And the dreams we make Will never replace that feeling again We meet...alone... The first time forever And the past was just another day And we knew just how to say The search...our souls... Coming to a close When the night is getting longer And the feelings getting stronger... ...evermore ------------------------------------------------------ We flew right over your house- -speck you are- you probably missed us sleeping while i was thinking of you everyone had someone to greet them but you weren't there and i was just a speck to you ------------------------------------------------------ "Dechiree" Allusions of you Come to my mind In everything, you are infused But the more I look The harder I find It's uneasy to be so confused Cause when you are there I start to cry Your love makes me feel so abused But the more I give The more that I try To make myself want to be used ------------------------------------------------------ "Mythos" Like a Siren's song No matter how beautiful it is, danger is always ahead I sail onto the island, called to shipwreck Repeat the mistakes I make so many times Like Pandora's Box All the pain and suffering exposed to the world Tempted never to be seen or known But for the child who touches the burning stove Without heeding his mother's warnings Like Achilles' heel Strong in body and mind Weakened by a fateful blow Damaging to my pride and pleasure and hurt by You ------------------------------------------------------ see the darkness in the light something I admire and love about you you're on the way up, I'm on the way down should be interesting imagine you're here there's a guest downstairs, someone to see me i knew who you were before you were born i saw you in my dreams... you were moving ------------------------------------------------------ im looking at the moon out my window i think of you and wonder if you're looking at it too you're probably not. but it's there. so i look anyways ------------------------------------------------------ this bum keeps hassling people outside my apartment he's swearing at them for not giving him money it is sad what he needs to do is clean himself up and get a job ive seen him before drunk hassling the people on the street most bums are fairly passive you say no, they leave you alone sometimes they don't even say anything this guy is rude and in your face one kid felt bad but he had to explain the fact that since its sabbath he couldn't give money food or drink, he would have had to have bought it but you're not allowed to do transactions on sabbath its considered work ----------------------------------------------------- "For me" i wish you would cry for me i wish you would lie for me i wish you would say you'd die for me not kiss other guys for me and notice the brown spot in my eye for me tell me you'd like to get by with me do more than just say hi to me that you never question your feelings why for me your heart it only flies for me want your tongue to be tied for me talking, never to be shy with me saying you want it to be you and no one else that will vie for me ----------------------------------------------------- Somethings amiss Like a stranger in a foreign land I know how to speak the Language But they don't understand it So you don't talk and try to eke your way through It's like a foreign land The sights are great and everyone visits them Flocks of toursists and everyone wants to see something But me, my hands are tied, I have no vice I keep walking along that path Like I've been there before And yet I haven't And I can't ask for directions Me, I've become a mute Trapped in my own country ------------------------------------------------------- "Your beautiful" You scare me with your beautiful The beautiful that I'll lose my senses Senses of happiness and of ecstasy Ecstasy like the drug that makes fun Fun when I'm with you back in those days Those days when I kissed you and you kissed back You kissed back not just because you knew but because you felt You felt the beautiful I gave to you And what I gave to you scared you Scared you that it was too much Too much of my love for you to handle at once For handling things at once is one of the hardest things to do in life But the hardest things to do in life are the ones worth dying for, worth crying for, worth lying for Because all that it's worth is what you give to me that you scare me with- Your beautiful -------------------------------------------------------- "Rhyme1" Complacently and adjacently You stare at me so nascently Prospectively and retrospectively Feeds on my objectivity and introspectivity That I criticize, analyse, perspectivise makes my own demise Like the thieves, who seek to achieve what they can receive So they steal what I feel though it's real, your appeal Feeds my inside, even though you may deride, my intent to imbibe on the love that you hide That casts off my yolk, like it's some kind of joke, or I'm a bloody ol'Bloke who just wants a toke On this needing I'm feeling, this wheeling and dealing, on my heart that needs healing, for you're so appealing And so I prayed from the very first day things will be okay and you'll say "That it can't be like this for its you that I miss, I long for your kiss and I must insist That you're the guy who makes me high, I hate saying bye" and then you sigh But its not forever, so never say never, the feelings are tethered and won't ever sever For its more than just lust, its you thats a must, ashes to dust, to the moon or bust I know it is strong, try not to do wrong, belonging together in song And it's you that I everlong. -------------------------------------------------------- "Dungeons and Dragons" She sits in the window, reading a book Of things she doesn't care for to give a second look As the clouds float on by and the world spinning round The room has turned quiet, nary the tiniest sound He sleeps on the bed, his brain is worn out The words keep repeating, but she doesn't understand what they're about It's his saturday home and away from the world That he knows to his head like the sand makes a pearl She looks over and smiles, but he dreams with a frown She doesn't understand what could make him feel down But in his head he has a vision A journey so far, but a life-altering mission In his fantasy world, he feels incomplete And threatened by the unknown dangers, against which he has to compete She turns the page and the letters fall off Not a hallucination from an alcoholic quaff And he wants to be prince so he's out slaying dragons But he's running through woods and sees himself lagging As he fights to protect, the dragon breathes fire She watches him twist and torment in his mire He awakes in a sweat and she asks him what's wrong Why the text on the page isn't where it belongs He looks down at his and and the iron sword and the glove And says to her "I'd do anything for your love." --------------------------------------------------------- Below the one of you and me, Those pictures were from the night of that party The night when I went home crying Wiping my eyes like rain on the windshield You look so good in those pictures So happy As though everything was forgotten But of course, you don't need to cry around your friends And of course nothing is wrong for those few hours you escape I remember what you were wearing in the pictures And I remember when I left It was back to business as usual I really needed a friend, going home slamming doors Foul-mouthed and unapologetic broken-hearted and hurting She drinks a Red Dog and I don't know what you had In another picture your arms are around them So much fun I can't explain what happened that night Or the rest of the nights since When I've felt head-hanged low While you manage to keep smiling like those pictures But I love you so much, which is why I hurt I miss the pictures of you and me smiling together Hopefully in time, you'll have me So maybe I can be there with your friends, smiling Rather than driving home in tears -------------------------------------------------------- The trees, it's the first time I've seen them in four years Some have no leaves already Others are fireball red with lemony yellow and orange sun Scenic but for no one's sake In rocks and mountains, rivers and streams Valleys of plain That have existed since the dawn of time A species that doesn't change and becomes barren every year But I've missed that the last four We're winding through hills and terrain And any other route might have been different But we chose this one instead To see some sparklesome And get there quicker in time My eyes blink just a little bit longer as we pass under clear sky and sunlight They reopen That we have moved our position Passion passion passion dots the countryside colours But ive been missing it for years No more --------------------------------------------------------- Scribble Scribble Scratch Scratch Scribble Scratch Scratch Scribble Scribble I Xdit wXat I _ometim_s Say Not what I feel --------------------------------------------------------- In foreign lands, they sing the song Of hearts and minds, where we belong The rhythm grooves and shakes our bones To set the mood in soothing tones You danced in the world underneath the moonlight From the banks of the Seine, to the hot Cairo night The stars, they inflect on the words that we read The passion of love and hunger to feed A merry-go-round or another time zone Never stopped yourself from feeling alone And we keep spinning round those days, nights, and years Try to figure out life and the depths of its fears --------------------------------------------------------- could still remember the taste of your lips strawberry lip gloss I need that massage I gave you And you here in my bed --------------------------------------------------------- it's that time of night again time when i talk to you and you dont talk back you say things are different, but I never changed a thing wondering what you are, who you are the movies we watched the songs we sang and the things we have in common maybe the only thing we have in common is each other The moon shines a little less brightly tonight I can't see it, so I know you're not looking at it if you are, you can't see me you have me worried all the time that the moon never matters if it never shined or the sun never rose you'd notice it but what you notice and what matters and what you feel are different it's that time of night but do you notice but does it matter and do you even feel? --------------------------------------------------------- gray skies white flag and coffee cream in little plastic cups that never go bad when unrefrigerated notes peek through my headphones from laser amplified plastic through wire and more plastic open book tee shirts of every colour and I awoke in a french mood like apple pies and vanilla wafers enzymatic and absorbed in cell tissue the bookstore across the street six lanes and open until ten o'clock She's got red-streaked hair that only makes sense in the city i found out that the quebecois call a mullet "un coupe longueuil" not "un mulle" like their french counterparts two girls, hands clasped, again it only makes sense in the city these days she's pretty, she's pretty, she's pretty, old but pretty im not that young anymore myself sparkling diamond and I had a dream about smoking and getting lost in ozzy osbourne's restaurant looking for the washroom sharon was cackling at me gray skies gray matter gray area that I always come back to, like you or her or her or her but you i bought a new cd and another and another and another and no matter how many i bought they sing the words better than me he labelled it the "honeymoon phase" and as much as it makes sense, sometimes you figure it out it was funny that time the seagull attacked my french fries or I duct taped the hole in the crotch of my pants but maybe that's just me because I'm not good at saying the words like I am writing them and I can't believe I missed the doctor this morning or the man in the mechanical wheelchair soliciting sympathy donations the blond over there is cute, she has nice eyes i never dated a blond the dude with the afro has braces too old? and shakes hands like every other guy, shake, fold, snapoff, popoff living life biculturally, it's now integrated and incorporated into my system and my stream of consciousness is now of two identities ciel couvert drapeau blanc ----------------------------------------------------------- i saw you anew the other night and made you not speak you didn't have a clue, but then, neither did I so I decided to write because the words sound better on paper and it felt kind of funny you moved kind of swiftly to me and my pen is running out of ink more like nerves of Jello than nerves of steel hahahaha, sigh you have a nice smile and really pretty eyes and I told too many people and now I feel like a fool but I shouldn't though you crept into my mind and I guess I knew it, but fought it back now that its out there I got quiet and you got quiet and im looking at the page and thinking what you're thinking cause you're probably looking at me hmmmmmmm and maybe you're waiting for me because I didn't know and because I don't see you doing anything hahahaha, sigh ----------------------------------------------------------- i dialed the phone but you just werent there couldnt see the smile on your face that you wear feelings of loneliness squeeze out a tear my head conjures visions of holding you near ----------------------------------------------------------- in zeros and ones i feel your warmth and although i cannot see you you live in my heart its not the same as it ever was but time-tested my faith remains i look at street signs in foreign languages and people romancing about the frigid winter weather and i know youd rather be somewhere warm like the the bahamas or a 500$ plane ticket to hawaii sputtering words that make no sense to you like speaking in tongues, i do brought forth by a faith in something divine beauty? soul? passion? the further i am, the closer i want to be to understanding lifes lessons of you and me i wonder whether you still care whether i remain inside of you still like a shadow in moonlight's glow still like i wait through the pain but a mere blip on time's radar i pine, i struggle, i complain and yet, this echo of you i cant let go. i never can. and i never will. ---------------------------------------------------------- "Ode to Eros, Pothos, and Agape" o, of the life i knew even though you said we were through and the words in poetic that i wrote almost a year of a time when our love was without fear there is the time that we went to that concert show and the bear and flowers i hoped would grow or the songs that you played in your room to the tune of the night and the moon the first time we expressed our love and the touch of your skin like a dove how about the first time i came home to visit counting down to see you, how i miss it the times we talk on the phone but knowing that with you by my side, i never felt alone the cold winter drive to your dorm followed by the comfort of keeping you warm the "shows" that you were there for when i played my guitar or the times we drove aimlessly around in the car the dinners we had or the movies we saw the goodnight kiss when i could stroke your jaw the list that i made of things id like to do that theres no one i could do them with but you hoping the future brings makes it all real and one day you will realise that, the same way, you feel even though ive been far away i dont expect things will stay that way for you are far too close to my heart and i already cant stand to be apart it is so hard on my heart now, and for me, i just cry for i know that it's selfish, but i wish i was your only guy and to you, you know that i would never lie that i just wish we could be together til the day that i die ---------------------------------------------------------- the past was just another day of a memory faded and thoughts i tried to convey ---------------------------------------------------------- and then you were rambling sometimes you talk in circles, affirmations and blanket statements about verb tenses and creative writing and potter's wheel ---------------------------------------------------------- my headphones blocked the world impenetrable fortress of thought they came a long way from the beginning ten years ago it was a different place and time like I didn't know you and I would have scared straight things are different now, evoking tones and textures and more maturity on all these levels like when you look at life and wonder what it means your smile was glorious maybe too perfect, like a cliche eyes wide open like a cute puppy i covered this song at a show I played do you like Radiohead? these numbers are all wrong and "firts" is misspelled if I could be who you wanted have you ever had someone write for you I use first person a lot because I notices things; things about you and always hanging on your words like an arpeggio stretching on the plucks of a chord nice dream wanted to kiss you on the lips didn't know if I could didn't know if I should we were seeing people, but really only ourselves my mind ruminates thoughts among the mundaneness liven the task at hand yes my headphones block the world and I'm transported into swirls and offbeat time signatures you know I want it like a rush of endorphins some kind of energy drink. no break, no respite from my imagination bright spring colours in winter's bloom you can fool the lazy-eyed susans but not yourself --------------------------------------------------------- i saw the stars for the first time last night it was the first time in five months i thought of you, i thought of the moon i saw orions belt and the big dipper the shooting star to make a wish the moon i see from a far and wondered if you saw it too im home, and i keep you in mind i keep you in heart another shooting star and i think of things past and things i hope will come how a split second can change the course of the universe and how rare those stars are the cosmos, i havent seen in five months but i havent forgotten what they look like the sparkle, the shine, the peace, the furried calm and i always think of you im always wondering usually im looking at the moon out my window im thinking of you and wondering if youre looking at it too this night im outside the window and its there this time, i got to see all the stars see how they shine for you and like always, i look anyways --------------------------------------------------------- somewhere in 75 minutes i become and i also shed leave behind the earth and my heart wrap a new chrysalis squeeze my soul onto bright lights and big stars somewhere in 75 minutes i'll switch my keys. --------------------------------------------------------- Fear not the future Things undone and yet to say The coming of me Round and round, The neurons go Flashback to feelings In fingers, toes, and lips Fear not the mood The tones I set Precarious passions of blues and reds Integrating myself with you Slowly but surely Fear not --------------------------------------------------------- "Everquest" I'm not asking for your hand in marriage So why are you afraid Of me, a prince in horse-drawn carriage With treasures of emeralds and jade To suffer the slings of Cupid's arrows I've laid upon my shield And run down paths both wide and narrow, All to you revealed For I've seen the beauty of your face, Felt your working magic Anything more might not be out of place But anything less would be tragic The doubts about yourself you hold And you think you don't deserve If it's real what you feel, stand up and be bold And show life that you've got more than nerve You say you're not ready for this But 've probably only second-guessed Cause if I remove myself, you would miss And hindsight will question what was best Yes I'm just a guy with love for you But I never asked for marriage And perhaps your wizard is hiding what's true Leaving you and me both so disparaged --------------------------------------------------------- If there is one person I miss it would be you Sun-drenched smile Through ebb and flow of waves I would miss the light shining through leaves on limbs Open eyes and open arms Hearing you giggle with delight Over butterfly wings beating I would miss the stars obscured in shadows of your grace Late night car rides through the hills A genuine interest in life and kindness I would miss a strumming heart And musical notes that play me like a players' piano Sexual rapture of my soul and yours I would wrap it into a cloud of certainties Shrouded in uncertainties If there is one person I miss it would be your love --------------------------------------------------------- "Black Nova" thinking in metaphors snow crunching under overcast skies we stumped the fool faith in static knowledge i was in the depths i was in the depths i was in the depths on the other side of the sun bough breaks cradle falls industrial strength heart seeks manpower for soul i was in the depths i was in the depths i was in the depths on the other side of the sun cantankerous shock shattered blast blew it out surged on caffeine highlights made image two-toned i was in the depths i was in the depths i was in the depths on the other side of the sun love to light the fuel we were alive under fire pithy river swept away rush tangled web you catch this game i was in the depths i was in the depths i was in the depths you were you were on the other side of the sun --------------------------------------------------------- Look up look down Look all around To avoid my staring glare You're silent now Don't make a sound You need to know I care Though not a frown It does resound The love my heart does bear The fields we plow Emotion bound Our time should be less rare ---------------------------------------------------------- right the words to the song in my head they keep changing with my mood i keep feeling the notes but they dont show themselves they reverberate around my heart each pit-pat of the drum that my symphony plays in your presence falling from grace falling from reason the song makes no sense but a cacophonous tune i write about you the melody of my life that the ears of your heart hear too oh, write the words to the song in my head for i know you know the way to make it sound less dissonant ---------------------------------------------------------- I think in poetry you are my muse i just have thoughts and emotions and feelings scribbling across my brain in poetry id rather lose all these poems in my head to be with you than to write a million poems and not have you ---------------------------------------------------------- What is it about losing someone When you losing her hurts But she doesn't focus on losing you What is it about losing someone Who knows you'll never leave her Knows you'd put your life on the line for a feeling What is it about caring about someone When she cares about you But caring for you is another story altogether What is it about loving someone That thinking makes you go crazy And obsessions rule your lives ----------------------------------------------------------- Over windswept sands, thine eyes have seen The quest for knowledge failed Senses in the heart unkeen Emotions not prevailed Through glowing suns and crimson skies Obssession melts the mind For only love will tell you lies Of paths you'll never find Like the desert rose in midday heat Will scorch and wilt, then die Shunned the water at its feet It's only tears you'll cry ----------------------------------------------------------- "Snowflake, I" I've fallen from the sky I've fallen from grace I've fallen from the heavens Angle by angle The light refracts A thousand points, A thousand fractal rays I speak in patterns of infinite chaos Of infinite regression I melt Snowflake, I ------------------------------------------------------------ Just breathe Your face, your eyes, your smile I take it in all the while Can't help but staring at that face Though I'm trying to give you your time and space While unable to figure out the words to say So I find it easier on the outside just to walk away But on the inside it's havoc-wreaking Avoiding you and then not speaking Don't shut me up, please come back and sing to me For I know it hits my heart hard, that smiling face I see ------------------------------------------------------------ Watching whisps float through the air You piss it all away No money brings it back, You fell in love with the idea of death The pungent odors Suspended in mid-air Free this life torment on a momentary lapse of self-abasement This cloudy mind strafes unpredictably Sentence after sentence Something so shallow, you work on killing yourself breath after breath Living up to your life in smoke ------------------------------------------------------------ "Whisperer" Watching strands of brown hair Tied back in queue Like I suggested so many nights Under the covers Of a moonlit sky And a voice that soothes the soul Yet makes me cringe every time Watching eyes from afar They glare back at me I'm not a mind reader And the words on your face don't make sense I once knew what you were thinking But it discomforts now, Living in isolation --isolation from you or to myself? I reflect on those times; just the two of us, hands streaking across faces I want this--this when I broke through I want to caress and smile again I want not to lose you again I want to be true Like an overstated cliche Not to be removed from it all Not mad- just upset in- isolation ------------------------------------------------------------ Look from afar As doors open and close These paths never show the way in Would it matter if I walked out the door of this bleak existence Would you notice the tears these walls cry Amorphic Anachromatic The here and now is just a fading memory Would you remember Dare to keep the flame alive ------------------------------------------------------------- Deep in the black hole This event horizon absorbs all the light of the universe Bent backwards Faster than light or slower than the darkness ------------------------------------------------------------- "Sidewalk Sadness" 737 pierces through the sky, Circling around night's abyss. I think of you gently Touch the soft curl of your llps To walk these city streets, I do not fear For I have walked these sidewalks countless times, I and my amnesia Help me find those memories; The ones we never made Things I'd like to do that you don't believe in Like the Mexican restaurant across my windowpane For three years the music's played And the revolving lights of 737 passed me by Languishing in snow-covered streets and salt-encrusted pant legs Hand in hand, we would stroll Down Boulevard St-Laurent Hot chocolate awaits us at Café Dépôt And the warmth of a cozy couch To draw a fleece and cuddle And I await you with these memories ------------------------------------------------------------- Radiating on the steps of clefs Whole note in a minor key Slam beat back heart pulsations Arpeggiations of this simple melody to weave A maelstrom of orchestral fury and confusing pitch harmonics Phase distortion on sound reverberations --rest-- cut time, this is my life in 128th notes ------------------------------------------------------------- "Gilligan's Island" The breeze of November when the raindrops pelted like bullets under the umbrella Flicker flame of a love lost Dried up with the wind Bundling up in near freezing temperatures And under covers of peace and solitude Forced over the castle wall There was cuteness described as the Latin root, ridere --to laugh-- Hours seeking the insurmountable insignificance Of the end of the universe and horoscopes Feet entangled Like great explorers, we were The chair squeaks and you move by the room Tension mounting unbearably I keep hoping you'll come back to this ship with your words When those breezes whisper my name, I turn to see that you are not! But instead fearing the treasures I bring The likes of which you'd never seen Fear what could be But alas, this man is a desert island Trapped by the waters of loneliness -------------------------------------------------------------- Girl two seats down Is extraordinarily cute while my lips freeze And I've said nothing for another five days Though most people might not favour Brown eyes, It is said that they forebear intelligence A glance here and there and I see the corner of your eye meeting mine Wonder how Is it that people grow into their names or do they just fall from Grace -------------------------------------------------------------- suspend disbelief and illusion is it quiet when it snows or so deafening to open ears o, how it is -------------------------------------------------------------- have you ever noticed where i go to escape the world, the problems that grow my mind, it wanders to and fro in fantasies now, that i used to know of beauty, soul deep, and smiles aglow emotions that bring me to overflow my face recounts you tales of woe since it pains me to lose what i'm yearning so -------------------------------------------------------------- black and white north and south night and day sun and rain top and bottom forwards and backwards; plus and minus rash and rational explode and implode clarity and confusion verbose and mute hearing and deaf right and wrong, right or wrong, my trail of opposites i turn myself upside down to know the path to you --------------------------------------------------------------- Heartache is a voice that pours through your ears A truth so pure and untainted Sweetness in your voice I could listen to for hours on end If only you had the right words to open the lock Tactile overload looks me straight in the twinkle Gleaming pools of blue shimmering There was a way to set it all free again Walking down the path of unknowns You float down the river like the moon floats the horizon Peer out from behind this veil of mystery That encapsulates our lives There was a way to taste it all again Flesh pressed against flesh, lips parted so slightly It never left us, the fire never died We grew stronger together from sparks No, it never died For there was a way ---------------------------------------------------------------- Just a passerby on the metro train, you said to me The violins flared and brought the sense of mystery Another ride down the raft of nothing's as it seems Whisper gentle breezes in my head through dreams Would fly around the world in eighty days or less To see you again and make you confess It's a sound that's apart From the beat of your heart And the voice of the soul deep inside It's the way that you feel When you know what is real But there's nowhere to run in the end, and I'll be your guide A crosswalking stranger on the street you said to me Horns sound the angel's presence of urgency And the words rolled out across your lips Like the heavens above us, as the sands of time, they drip I see the conductor as I retrace the tracks But the engine is steaming, take me forward not back It's a sound that's apart From the beat of your heart And the voice of the soul deep inside It's the way that you feel When you know what is real But there's nowhere to run in the end, and I'll be your guide ---------------------------------------------------------------- So beautiful the notes that fall on your face As they sing me a song that can't be erased From the times that we shared, back to the first kiss The loneliness hurts cos it's you that I miss For "I love you" are the words vou'd rather me not say So I leave you this rose in hopes that it will brighten your Valentine's Day. ---------------------------------------------------------------- "As I know her (Coffee Shop Girl)" She moves with grace and ease In the menial tasks of the day As though the purpose of life is to live it Smile on her face, it could have been from heaven Pour ici ou pour emporter? Customers in, customers out, all these nights Everyone is a someone Light up a cigarette, as the homeless man sits adjacent Hands open to receive her communion, Coffee, cream, sugar, latte, tea But surprise me, I trust your judgment She's aged beyond her years but you couldn't tell That to the men I've seen hit on her Cheap earrings, cheap love Police officer flirt, old man tease But there's more love to give than all the drugs being injected in the washrooms Seen all kinds of people come through those doors Braids in, braids out Maybe one day I'll see her on the outside But to me, Happiness comes in a laugh, smile, and a cup of coffee From Chantelle ----------------------------------------------------------------- how does one get so much joy out of so little time when the course of the world doesnt follow a straight line how do you know when to just give up when the thoughts of her are always pervading your mind how does one know when the world has gone black and the voice of your friends while yours starts to crack how does the heart betray what the mind doesnt see and stabs through your soul, as sharp as a tack how does one know if the feelings aren't gone for the game's still a foot and you're only a pawn ----------------------------------------------------------------- i tried to look through you but your brown eyes stopped me for some time, i lost myself in seconds upon minutes upon hours and when it was all over, you parted play it again sam inside my head like a moebius strip how we come this far where we come where we go where the future brings swirling like a carnival ride projecting centrifically no flash in the pan just pure sparks flying sent through the waves of magnesium and electrical shock the grains of sand have slipped to match your eyes, each piece of fine silica courses into the purkinje fibres ethereal wisdom for i tried to look through you but abandoned rationale and scientific explanation where there was none but more than friend confidante amoureuse