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I’m no Dylan

I’m no Dylan
I’m an ordinary man
I’ve worked all my life
I’ve given all I canI’ve tried to give something
Different and best
I’ve tried to add value
More than the restBut now I accept
What I’m asked to do
That I’m no Dylan,
That I just muddle through
At Dawn I Dream

I pull my ball of lead
It’s connected with a chain
And I’m walking up that hill
In the cold grey rainI’m looking for love
In my stomach there’s a pain
I’m driven by a need
That serves another’s gainI’m scared to look at her
Because I’ve seen her class
I feel her measuring me
As I walk on pastShe makes her decision
And she takes me by the hand
“I have what you need
If you heed my command”She takes me to her room
And she throws away the key
But as the seasons pass
The hurt grows in her memoryAt dawn I dream
As the dark bleeds from the night
I’m beyond accusations
As I give myself to the lightLook at me now…
I’m shimmering
I’m glowing
Look at me now…
I’m transfiguring
I’m growing
Look at me now …
I’m flying
I’m knowing
Look at me now…
Dark Cloud Gathering

There’s a dark cloud gathering
It’s growing in the east
It smells of old evil
It smells of the beastThere’s a cancer spreading
Into the holes and cracks
Of where a state fails
Or where a state lacksIt provokes with atrocity
It feeds on fear and hate
It feeds on fresh martyrdom
To bind and to createThey’re infected by ideology
That seduces and deceives
These young men will give more
Than they ever will receiveWe see violence begets violence
And hate begets hate
And one failed generation
Gives birth to the nextSo can we contain them?
Can we leave them to their fate?
Inside a wall of isolation
Can we leave them to their state?And let them show the world
Their struggle of brutal seeds
To grow into a society
That will meet all of their needs
Our Beautiful World

The majestic mountains
With white snow on the top
The green forests and the valleys
That glisten with raindrops
I’ve travelled the blue oceans
With sails, white and unfurled
Beneath the deep, blue sky
Of our beautiful worldThere it spins our beautiful world
There it spins our beautiful world
There it spins our beautiful world
There it spins, againEinstein found the formula
For general relativity
And Da Vinci was honoured
For his creativity
Mozart he made music
And Picasso had his art
They all gave more than I
But they still had to departWe give all to our beautiful world
We give all to our beautiful world
We give all to our beautiful world
Then we depart, againI went into your fields
To sow and to reap
I went into your cities
Where what I win I keep
I built a strong castle
I followed your command
But I found no protection
From your invisible handI knocked at your door
For acceptance within
I blew a trumpet
You were not listening
I studied and I learned
To change colour and shape
I climbed over your rejections
To find my place to takeWe fight for a place in our beautiful world
We fight for a place in our beautiful world
We fight for a place in our beautiful world
We fight for a place, againLet’s enjoy the ride
I say to you and me
We are but leaves
On a much bigger tree
And while the sun is out
Let me hold your hand
Love is the earth
In which we standWe give ourselves to our beautiful world
We give ourselves to our beautiful world
We give ourselves to our beautiful world
We give with love, again
On Childhood – 2

I crawled under the ivy
I crawled under the trees
I crawled to where the flowers grow
My father dug the earth
My mother gave birth
Under my hands I felt the earth flowI sat where the sun shone
Where the hay was tossed on
And the smell rose to the sky
We drank tea and fed
On rhubarb in bread
And we talked of things, Dad and II held his hand with the lark
I was afraid of the dark
As we took milk to the creamery
In the horse and cart
We laughed and felt part
Of the world that raced by meI stayed outside alone
I was scared on my own
I said I’d no money but I lied
All the children go
To the puppet show
I stayed outside and I criedDown the hill I go
Through the green meadow
I could see them all laid out
As the hailstones fell
As they lashed my legs
As they moved all our things out
The Faithful Servant

Rock on rock
Hard like rock
Cold like rock
Sharp edged rockHard like rock
The calculating machine
I was crushed
Down below and in betweenLike a lion
Mistaken as a friend
I forgot the claws
That got me in the endI was useful
But only for a while
My ideas soon
Were out of styleMy greater good
And my integrity
Will be valued
When they later seeMight is right
So my enemies say
They feared my mind
And made my body payNot enough love
Stood by my side
They promised forever
But I think they lied
Shall I Dance Again?

Dare I eat a peach?
Dare I cut my hair?
Shall I buy a new suit?
Something fashionable to wear?Shall I dance again?
Those musical steps
But shall I learn to tango?
Now more structure is bestShall I travel again
To see new lands?
With whom shall I talk ?
With whom shall I plan?I walk on the beach
With the tide coming in
I see the white waves
With the surfers jumpingLike a sirens song
Do they call to me?
To run and join them
With seaweed in the sea?
The Luxury of Anger

I’m losing the luxury of anger
My childish tantrums now are few
I must be dignified and courteous
I must be patient in all I doIt’s a shock to see the world
Like a rose with its petals torn
I can see the functionality
But it’s less pretty and more forlornI lift the carpet for beauty
Because kindness is not everywhere
But I will be kind in my way
And maybe I’ll make the world careI know being kind to a stranger
Is not logical at first sight
But it helps to make the world better
And somehow feels about rightWe’re on this journey together
Let’s hold hands while it’s light
We’re on this journey together
In your eyes my reflection’s bright
On Childhood

Red hair and green ivy
Brown freckles and laughing play
My childhood full of light
I remember it that wayThe river and the green fields
The ocean and the seaweed
I lived by the sea when I was young
On a farm where the animals feedThe pig and the yearly killing
The blood and the community
My mother always cried inside
So they could not seeBrown corduroy and cropped hair
A shy and worried smile
Different and often alone
Punch was a frightening trialIncence and fancy dress
The magic of the feast
Enthralled by the church
I could have been a priestHer blue eyes and blonde hair
I love memories of this
I was so ignorant of life
But she gave me first kiss
On Beauty

I love the beauty of symmetry
Out of chaos ordered in a row
Buildings with the right proportions
The reason why I don’t knowI love the beauty of women
Their feline movement and grace
I could watch them forever as
Emotions move across their faceI love the beauty of nature
Where form and function are one
The colours and the cycles
Here today and tomorrow goneThere is beauty in music
In books and paintings too
In films and in good food
In the work that man can doWith beauty we choose a mate
And we choose where to live
We choose how we work
And the gifts we choose to give.With beauty we create
Works of art to leave behind
Our way to reach each other
And to light up mankind