My Dream

walking about the lively town
on days autumn claims
my thoughts drift away

I feel it all getting to me
no commitment to please
walking of in a setting sun

slowly starting to run
geting away from it all
running into endless walls

in the distance an image shows
walking where the sun is low
I try to get as close as I can

slowly I come 'round the bend
past all those endless walls
I start running will I fall

will I get where I want
will I get there for nightfall
will I get there at all

too slowly 'round the bend
my last breath spent
buried the sun in the sand

I was lost slowly I ran
fell over an edge into light
coming to a hall with a door

running through a corridor
smoke leads to steam
where is my image, my dream

(c) JR.

Five Fingers

I came in to town
when the sun was down
it didn't occur to me I'd meet
somebody right here in the street

He said, 'you're wearin' your belt low'
I don't want any trouble out of you
or you'll find yourself close
to a graveyard stone

Now I didn't want to displease
any of the good people here
as I was kinda dry inside
I stopped at the local saloon

Its name had a familiar ring
I stepped in with a swing
'Five Fingers' was there
ready to beat me to the draw

as I turned out he did but he missed
shot a hole in my left hand the hand
I could spend

for the right it was that killed him
actually not a shadow it was Ishot
I moved on as fast as I could

put distance between me and a lot o' hate
'cause 'Five Fingers' wasn't a game you
played

he was out on the hunt in his very own way
would he catch up he'd make me pay
I didn't want that, so I ran from the 'Hell Cat'

I hid in the tiniest hole, even 'Five Fingers'
couldn't find it on his own


(c) JR.

'Cause you're a stranger

 

 

 

 

 

you

 

drifted in to town, makin' noises

 

bein' loud

 

pollutin' our vieuw, bleedin' over our streets

 

loókin' in to windows

 

breakin' in to our privacy

 

is

 

one thing we don't need

 

what we need is you , makin' tracks into

 

eternity

 

 

so take your garbage

 

to the next train that leaves

 

we

 

don't want you to know, how we lay, live an' die

 

'cause your kind is rough, 'cause your kind is tough

 

we

 

don't want you about, 'cause you're a stranger

 

your eyes might see too much

 

we

 

have ways, you don't think of, they are ours

 

ones we'll keep

 

you

 

wouldn;t understand, you wouldn't like what you see

 

so

 

get out of this town

 

we

 

don't want you about

 

'cause

 

you're a stranger

 

 

 

(c)  JR.