Bring us home

 

 

 

 

I'm your fire

your water in the ocean

the air you breathe

your sun in the sky

I can be ev'rything

you'd ever want me to be

'cause you're my woman,

and...

you're ev'rything

I'd want you to be

'cause...

we're our fire,

our water in the ocean,

our air we breathe

sun in the sky,

our stepping stone 

our rollin' stone

and it will roll an' roll

it will take us

wherever we want to go

and..

it

will bring us home

 

 

(c) JR.

 



Long goodbye

walking down the bank of the river

where the sun's  out in the shine of the day

and

water's runnin' peacefully through the green

I know life's been good to me

yet, as I walk on

somethin' stirs , somethin's wrong

I lower myself on a nearby bench

and

think this is not gonna mend

my eyes breakin' I know I'm fucked

 

lookin' down on myself motionless

peacefull in my sleep of the 'Long goodbye'

I know life's just that fallin' star comin' to its end

I was just a moment in time and time

has no end 

 

 

(c) JR.  21-12-2017

Old Cult Bizar

I smell,
the mystery in the air
it's ripe I pluck my hair
where priests have trodden

my feet do me bother
I've come from so far
to witness the old cult bizar

it;s ancient not Greek
you'll find weird signs
at a certain stage of the sun

will show you where to find
what is written down on the
stones of old

they don't grow cold
they're full of fire
for the first time Earth
discovered life they
learned to survive

they were learned those men
that build Stonehenge
it's little things that show
a butterfly not on the wing

carved in stone Stonhenge
his home, centuries past
it still lasts

there's no heaven
for the butterfly to roam
it will stay carved in the
old ways

it never moved
the priests of old
wouldn't approve

its magic is still around
even now the spell is cast
and men is bound

(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.

Poor, poor heart

wounded in a particular place

where I hid a particular name

I reached the end of my capacity

to recover from this raging agony

it goes on and on an endless time

my poor, poor heart was on the line

what is to be done

lying down

in her naked sun

it overpowered me 

as an incoming wave

I was told

there was no longer

 a room or place for me

my poor, poor heart

almost jumped its case

I was so surprised

at what hit me at the time

my poor, poor heart

almost lost its mind

I gazed in disbelieve

at what was coming over me

a woman

perfect as far as I could see

wounded a particular place in me

something kept me alive

in these perilious times

irony it was, I was cured by someone

I, in many days hadn't thought of

finally when I came to rest

my poor, poor heart came apart

in tenthousand pieces,

collected one by one

by someone I hardly knew anything of

I was build, ev'ry second, minute

back to what I was

my poor, poor heart

mended from the past

(c) JR.

Fading

Lately I notice my crowd's getting thin
my visits are no use  they're fading,

Ev'rytime I come to their door their eyes
have closed just that bit more. they're on
their last walk 'round the sun, they're going fast,
I can't run.

I'm staying behind all out of sight, left with
my colours old and grey, days are long now
and very pale

Waiting takes a long time they say


(c) JR.

Tobacco Road

 

it's

 

a

 

midsummer, Sunday afternoon

 

sun's  high up in the sky at the sweat of the day

 

fields o' green dominate the vieuw, there's  a humm

 

a

 

song rises up, someone starts to sing about the only freedom he has

 

the

 

freedom

 

within

 

 

it's

 

a religious song, a powerfull song, a bearer of strenght

 

a

 

hymn

 

others pick up on it, start fallin' in

 

it sings about all the lost yesterdays and their tomorrows
 

 

then...

 

 finds its way down 'Tobacco Road'

where its blues

 

never

 

end

 

 

 

(c)  JR.  29 augustus 2017



More than mortal

 

 

 

timeless, priceless it seemed

 

when I returned from the womb

 

deep down in our world

 

 

I had learned how to love,

 

how to give,

 

 

not to anger

 

angels of knowledge

 

a heritage to this earth

 

how to humor them, how to mend them

 

a tool to my using

 

 

I

 

became more than mortal

 

death had no secrets

 

life danced at mu feet

 

 

seen many faces of the sun

 

saw beyond the moon

 

I

 

had the key to it all

 

 

yet, I didn't dare to unleash these powers

 

i posessed in to this innocent world

 

it was still an infant,

 

in its own right

 

 

not knowing what to choose

 

all I could do was, leave my love

 

and return when it had

 

matured

 

 

 

(c)  JR. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Heaven

Heaven

 

 

on a lazy Sunday afternoon

 

as I was walking along the river

 

I noticed the sun low in the sky

 

getting near the end of the day

 

 

so peacefully, gracefully dying

 

at that moment I became restful

 

burdens carried on my shoulder

 

seemed to leave me for a while

 

 

I sensed suddenly, nature took a rest

 

it took its time, leisurely came the night

 

and I melted down with the Universe

 

exploring the stars lighting up the sky

 

 

a calm had fallen upon me at midnight

 

I was alone, at peace down by the riverside

 

I realised, this was really the way to live

 

took a deep breath, feeling so right

 

 

 

the water calmly broke on the banks

 

heard the cricket play its song

 

a rowboat was there lying on its side

 

I rolled it over and set out on the river

 

 

I never felt so at ease rowing the boat

 

my worries had dropped in to the river

 

slowly I was getting there, to my litle heaven

 

and when I reached it, I recognised it

 

 

it was early in the morning at dawn

 

I returened  to the bank of the river

 

left the boat in the place where it belonged

 

walked back the path through the village

 

 

I had changed in to another man

 

finally I had found the pace of life

 

I was never to carry burdens again

 

they

 

had vanished at midnight on the river

 

 

(c)  JR.   2013