A name

returning to a place
I couldn't  name, I couldn't find
I couldn't see, I was blind

returning to the past
couldn't find a laugh
couldn't find my tree
couldn't find the happiness
that once lingered there

tied up in my memories
tied up in my past
where I had to leave
in a thundering blast
last piece of love I ever had

didn't get back in time
to look for those pieces
to claim them as mine
bringing them together again
leaving on my lips a name

they won't say it again
a trail has gone cold
memories have grown old
my tongue has gone lame
a name never spoken again

back to a dream
not even near, not even here
not even in sight, gone from
my  life


(c) JR.

Poor city

poor city has poor people
has no haystack and no needle
poor city's there for the needy
from all over the great land
people come to the city in the
sand

city without a name
crowded in the shade
crowded in the park
city without any larcs
where wooden birds are carved

city without any tears
city without any aim
city without any faith
where poverty's no shame
where pride has no place

poor city has only one kind
poorest people ever come to life
where stealin' is a way of life
where crime's committed in daylight
it's a poor sight here at night


(c) JR.

Without a name

I am happy
since a long time
I am happy
one with the world
it's been a long time
I am happy
it's been a long time
I knew

a restless time
has come  to an end
I am content
I am ev'rything
I could ever be
it's been a long time
since I knew

I haven't changed
still the same
still that smile
it's been a while
since I knew
there was a you

I'll never know
who you are
a face in a frame
a face
without a name

it makes me happy
to look at you
one I never knew
but you're there
all I do is stare

at you
in that frame
without a name

it's been a long time
since I knew
there was a you
I'll never be the same
since I saw you
in that frame


(c) JR.