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Saturday, July 18, 2020

Where Could I Go?



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Where Could I Go?


Without you in my dream-filled arms
Down where the hopeful meet
I'd never know what love looks like
Or how it tastes so sweet.

Without you running down that road
In misty morning air
I'd never see the sun light rise
Like halos in your hair.

I'd never hear the song bird's song
And the joy that shines in eyes
I'd never know the ring of truth
That separates the lies.

I could not know the touch of bliss
That visits at that gate
Could only long for a tender kiss
To come and change my fate.

But there you are, and there you stand
With arms out-stretched to me
And there I run in breathless haste
To where you'll always be.

In dreams, as perfect as a rose
In sleep, where dreams come true
In midnight lands where dreamers flee,
I flee, and search for you.

For in this world, you do not dwell
On east or western shore
Your spirit passed this way but once
And caught my eyes no more.

Yet every night I hear your call
Your voice so low and deep
You say my name and I awake
There in the realm of sleep.

And hand in hand, we run and run
From daybreak's heartless sorrow
To find the night that has no end
That always comes tomorrow.

Where could I go but to my dreams?
No love waits at the dawn
My life's a lonely, loveless thing
Since you've grown wings and flown.

Where could I go? Where could I find
The love I miss so much
There in the green fields of the heart
Mere deserts, without your touch?

Perhaps one day I'll come to you
Though I don't know if that will be
Till then, I'll run through these days to night
When you can come to me.




©By Voo
June 13, 09
11:21 p.m.


Friday, July 17, 2020

plowboy desires




plowboy desires


calloused hands upon the plow
wiping sweat from weathered brow
how I'd love to hold him now
how I'd love to love him.

rainy days would keep him in
we'd play and say that it was sin
but we were married then back then
how I'd love to love him.

the farm, it was his life, he'd say
he'd plan all night and work all day
no weed would ever get away
how I'd love to love him.

the babies played off by themselves
and I would cook and clean myself
while he would work the fields himself
how I'd love to love him.

but the earth, it pays a different wage
it tears your life out page by page
and blows your hopes and dreams away
how I'd love to love him.

but I can't love him 'cause he's gone
greener pastures called him home
he left me here to farm alone
how I'd love to love him.

I never was good as a farmer's wife
Too much strain and too much strife
I'd trade in this bad life for something that's right
but how I'd love to love him.

plowboy leaning on that old hard plow
tanned from the sun and looking good now
boy, would you like to come a working for me?
work when you want and all your dinners for free.

so I hired me a hired hand and I brought him to home
and all he does is plant, plow and leave me alone
he's tending the crops and I'm praying for rain
(looks like I've got me the same plowboy again.....)

and I stand at the window and I watch while I sing
look at my hand and take off my ring
he's younger than me but that don't mean a thing
how I'd love to love him.



 © by Voo
Dec 19, 2004 
midnight


 

  That Summer
 Garth Brooks Cover


Can You Tell Me Why? In Memory of Benjamin Keough R.I.P.







Can You Tell Me Why?



Can you tell me why this came?
This horrible day so full of pain?
This thing so terrible
It has no name
Can you tell me why?

Can you tell me where to go?
I have no answers and I need to know
I can't even see
Which way to go 
Can you tell me why?

Can you tell me how to stop?
This time that broke me and the clock?
It's frozen in time
And it's all I've got
Can you tell me why?

Maybe  "Why" is not the right question
Maybe " How" is not even close
Maybe " Someday" is all I'll ever get
Maybe I'll have to accept "I Don't Know."

I've searched my mind and I've searched my heart
And torn my memory book apart
That the End has come now when the Beginning should start
Can you tell me why?

Grief, it is an angry thing
It steals your joy like a hawk on the wing
It swoops down and grabs you and forbids you to sing
Can you tell me why?

These questions come from my sorrowing soul
Down where it's dark and deep and cold
My beloved will never be, like me, growing old
Can you tell me why?

I didn't think so.


Benjamin and his Dad, Danny



See You Again by Charlie Puth
©by Voo







Gypsy Woman

Gypsy Woman by Curtis Mayfield




Gypsy Woman
by The Persuasions






Nothing Takes The Place of You