A - F

ALCOHOL By Tom Jensen

I am a victim though I feel like a hero

You make me feel like number one yet I'm a zero

All this you put me through and still I go back to you

What is wrong with me?   Why can't you let me be?

 

I saw you once and then I saw you twice

Now I see you all the time

When everything is said and done

I'm the one who pays the price

You never treated me kind

 

I had to descend from the highest mountains

Just to come back to earth

I climbed up the slopes of the valleys

For what any of it is worth

 

Still I come back to you after all that you put me through

You and I walked hand in hand and I picked you up when you fell

I thought you were my ticket to heaven and still I landed here in hell

 

Our conversations were one-sided…I never tried to hide it

You've never given me good advice

Still I come back to you

When everything is said and done… I'm the one who pays the price

 

Every time I try to stay away you cross my path nearly everyday

I fight so hard to walk a straight line

I fight so hard to leave you behind

Once false step and I'm back again and no further on then where I began

Still I come back to you after all that you put me through

 

What is wrong with me?  Why won't you let me be?

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

APPLIED FAITH by Tom Jensen

Close your eyes

Quiet your mind

And describe to me

What you hope to find

 

Don’t give it a name

Let it be free

For fear it may change

Or worse never be

 

Calm your breath

Yes inhale deep

Then pinch yourself

Make sure you’re not asleep

 

Is life a dream…

Then one day we wake?

To a world brand new

That’s ours to shape

 

Or is this it…

And at the end of the ride

There’s no more nothing

Just hello, goodbye

 

What if it’s a question of choice

And it’s up to you to decide

As what you believe in most

That fate will then be applied

 

Don’t dare waste thoughts

On hollow or empty things

For fear of finding out

What the consequences bring

 

Behold the power

Of free mind and will

Everything can be unmade

And anything can be built

 

Conceive, believe, achieve

Imagination is all you need

Yes, you can manifest your destiny

 

In this world, the next or whatever world will be

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


AS FOR ME

by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen

Kisses and drugs

Make the world go round

Angry eyes and frowns

Just keep us down...

 

Booze and hugs help take off the edge

It's great to escape every now and then...

 

As for me...  (as for me)

Well I'm glad you asked

 

When I look at my reflection I see

many faces looking back

from the shattered glass

 

back from the shards 

of shattered glass

back from these shards

of shattered glass

 

Religion puts us all in boxes and rows

Though we know it's hard to open

a mind that's closed

 

In politics half the people are wrong

Half the people are right

Some enjoy a good fight

 

As for me...  (as for me)

Well I'm glad you asked

 

When I look at my reflection I see

many faces looking back from the shattered glass

Back from the shards of shattered glass

Back from these shards of shattered glass

 

Some people are strong

Others weak inside

So they hide behind

a hollow wall of pride

(That's what they/we do)

 

Some people are greedy

Others feed the needy

Still more are shady

And some just plain seedy

 

As for me...  (as for me)

Well I'm glad you asked

 

When I look at my reflection I see

many faces looking back from the shattered glass

back from the shards of shattered glass

back from these shards of shattered glass

 

I don't judge myself on what I've done...

(Don't judge yourself on what you've done)

 

But on the things I've yet to do...

(There's so much out there that you can do)

 

I know somehow I've failed someone...

(You can't go pleasing everyone)

 

I'm just not yet sure if I know who...

(Sorry, but you will have to choose...)

 

 


AUM...WHAT SHE SAID...OM By Tom Jensen

I've been trying to explain this:

Displace the myth that what is...is

It is something pliable,

Changeable and moldable

 

Yet we could try and see

We may just be capable

Of being tough enough

Yes, every soul is searchable

 

Or we can try to hide

From the inescapable

But I don't think that's possible

Or at least it is not responsible

 

I've felt fingers numb

I've gone half-blind

Staying awake trying

To find the right lines

 

The right chords and tight riff

Trying to show you

Not only what could be

What was and what is

 

I've been trying to explain this:

The fact that consciousness

Like a river it is streaming

So that's why I go dreaming

 

Like you, I've been trying to find

Some peace in my mind

Since it surely seems that sometimes

All the good things keep leaving

Remember, even this moment is fleeting

Don't let your beaten pride eat you alive

When self-fulfilling becomes self-defeating

Don't lay down and die...Rise up....Rise up....

 

Raise a hand up...The other hand up...

Raise them up to the sky...

Finding some peace of mind in AumOm

What a pleasant, sweet surprise....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BREAKING HER HEART

by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen

Your heart breaks with every tender touch

You think to yourself

You don't love her all that much

The moon and the stars

She'd give them all to you

So with a tear in your eye you continue...

 

Skin so soft  and light brown hair

She stares into your eyes without a single care

You have become her shelter from the rain

Yet while she's filled with love you're filled with pain...

 

Reality screams into your ear

So you try to collect yourself

You try and calm your fears

How long can you play this game?

How much longer can you simply hold your shame?

 

Life is anything but a fairy tale

And before you pass sometimes you fail

They say it's better to have loved and to have lost

Then never have played so we pay the cost

 

Every passing day you sink in sand

Becomes even harder when she holds onto your hand

You can't be the one who shatters her dreams

So you make her believe everything is as it seems

 

It's never easy when the time has come

It's never easy but you had your fun

Do not feel sorry for what you've done

For after the rain soon comes the sun

 

Life is anything but a fairy tale

And before you pass sometimes you fail

They say it's better to have loved and to have lost

Then never have played so we pay the cost

 

 

 

 

 


 

CALL IT FATE By Tom Jensen

Birds circle around your home

Say it one more time...

Why won't they leave you alone?

They flap their wings from side to side

But from Mother Nature no man can hide

Being punished for crimes --

Well, that may be

For crimes against humanity

Just when you thought

There was no one to see

Now you look at your life

And who is to blame?

You can call it fate

You can call it a shame

 

As your family boasts:

"You're in the prime of your life"

You go under the doctor's knife

For cancer has no name or face

Unfortunately for you it's too late

Enter the hospital a dying life

Exit the church a crying wife

Now you look at your death

Pondering who is to blame?

You can call it fate

You can call it a shame

 

In the next room of the hospital

Is a mother's joy

The prize of a life - a baby boy

The parents counted the fingers

Then the parents counted the toes

But what's in the soul nobody really knows

Food, love and shelter - baby got his fill

So no one knows why he grew to kill

You can look at their deaths

And who they blame

You can call it fate

You can call it a shame

 

A man dresses in the mirror

As he flashes a smile

In a two-thousand dollar suit

He'll wear at the trial

He asks the judge to cut his client a break

Starts preaching about

How we all make mistakes

The judge, on these words, reduces bail

Keeps a guilty man away from jail

His freedom is gained but what's been lost?

Will he do it again?

They keep their fingers crossed

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CLEAN WIPE TO THE SLATE

by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen

As you're getting sleepy in your bed

Busy staring at the walls

My head is still spinning

As I'm pacing up and down the halls

I just need one more line only one more verse

And when I finally fall asleep it only gets worse

 

Yea lately I've been losing faith

Been having trouble thinking straight

What I thought I'd found has been misplaced

What I've been giving out

Well, I finally got a taste

When I woke up I couldn't see my face

 

Time to take a clean wipe to the slate

The past has now been erased

No right path to follow

No lines left to trace

I see no yellow lines on the highway

I've done it your way now I'll try it my way

 

There's a road not yet paved in stone

No one left to follow when you're alone

No shepherd to guide you

No shadows to hide you

No need to ask directions

When you're heading home

 

Every sign you've seen has led you astray

When you stuck out your thumb no one was going your way

The highway you stand upon

Winds so violently and looks so long

 

You've just gotta be strong

Keep writing and singing your song

 

Time to take a clean wipe to the slate

The past has now been erased

No right path to follow

No lines left to trace

I see no yellow lines on the highway

I've done it your way now I'll try it my way


 

 

 

 

 

 

CLIMBING THE LADDER By Tom Jensen

You'd be wise to take my advice

Before you fall in love

With a fool's paradise

You had better think twice

 

I don't have any vices

And that's priceless

Considering where I've come from

 

Everything I once believed in

Was so misleading

I'm lucky I'm still breathing

Considering all the things I've done

 

I scaled the drug ladder

Straight to the top

Got up so high

I almost couldn't get of

 

I could not control

The cravings inside my brain

That boy's on the ladder

And he's climbing up again

 

From cigarettes...

To booze...

To weed...

To speed...

To acid ...

To mushrooms...

To E...

To crack-cocaine

 

You'd be wise to take my advice

Before you fall in love

With a fool's paradise

You had better think twice

 

A lot of my old friends

Now sleep in the gutter

Toss an eight ball on the table

And watch them try to kill each other

 

My d-d-dad's a p-p-pothead

Who s-s-speaks with a s-s-stutter

Just another nicotine fiend

That describes my mother

A raging alcoholic

Yeah, that's my brother

And my sister…well guys

I suggest you use a rubber

There, now I think

I've got everybody covered

 

If you want to know about somebody

Investigate their friends and family

Even still I’m not quite sure

How I let it happen to me

But I've escaped the demons

And now I'm free

 

You'd be wise to take my advice

Before you fall in love

With a fool's paradise

You had better think twice

 

Well if you're hooked

And you're looking to beat it

Listen closely and I'll tell you a secret

 

If you've climbed the ladder so high

That you duck when planes fly

You can't just jump off or else you’ll die

 

It's too hard to cold turkey

What was years in the making

Pressure like that

Is like an oven baking

 

You managed to climb up

So you've got to climb back down

One step at a time

Until your feet hit the ground

 

 

 

 

 


 


COME FOR A RIDE

by Bryan Magsayo & Tom Jensen

Hey baby,

Come for a ride and I’ll take you home

But then I’ll have to leave you on your own

I can never be the one for you

Sometime, somewhere you’ll see it too

 

I tried to stay as long as I can

But you’ll find another to be your man

Someone to love you like I couldn’t do

One who brings candy and roses, too

 

Hey baby,

Come for a ride and I’ll take you home

But then I’ll have to leave you on your own

I can never be the one for you

I could never promise my love was true

 

I tried to stay as long as I can

But I cannot change the man I am

I won’t lead you on

It’s too weary for the heart

I should have seen it coming

Right from the start

 

Hey baby,

Come for a ride and I’ll take you home

But then I’ll have to leave you on your own

I can never be the one for you

Sometime, somewhere you’ll see it too

 

I tried to stay as long as I can

You’ll find another to be your man

Someone to love you like I couldn’t do

One who brings candy and roses, too

 

Hey baby,

Come for a ride and I’ll take you home

But then I’ll have to leave you on your own

 

I can never be the one for you

I could never promise my love was true

 

 

I tried to stay as long as I can

But I cannot change the man I am

I won’t lead you on

It’s too weary for the heart

I should have seen it coming

Right from the start

 

Hey baby,

Come for a ride and I’ll take you home

But then I’ll have to leave you all alone


 

 

 

 


 

 

 

COMPLICATED SUBJECT By Tom Jensen

It's such a complicated subject...

this matter of war

Traces back to the beginning of time...

if not before

Intertwined with our destiny

Throughout all our history

As the fate of humanity

Rests within this legacy

 

The true nature of man...

is not one of understanding

to say the least

The way it now stands...

This violence and bloodshed

shall never cease

 

There are four words

That'll never be

Our one sole belief

We come in peace

 

There are four words

That make me nervous

When I hear someone speak

We come in peace

 

For it seems to me

We'll all eventually

Suffer some kind of defeat

All genders and races

All colors of this crayon nation

All beliefs and creeds

 

Yet when we fight today

The battle cry is not Semper Fi

It's bleed green for corporate greed

Please take my eyes

Or take away these things

That I don't want to see

 

Still we try to perceive

all that's unperceivable

Still we strive to conceive

 

in what's inconceivable

Still we struggle to believe

in the unbelievable

Still we attempt to achieve

What is unachievable

 

It's such a complicated subject...

this matter of war

Traces back to the beginning of time...

if not before

Intertwined with our destiny

Throughout all our history

As the fate of humanity

Rests within this legacy

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

COP ASKED THE WITNESSES By Tom Jensen

A cop asked the witnesses

Did you see the driver of the car?

The witnesses responded

She couldn't have gone that far

 

It's amazing where fate'll bring you

All the way to a cell

It's amazing where fate'll bring you

Down to the depths of hell

 

The night was dark and dreary

The rain was pouring down

The faces of the happy

Were quickly turned to frowns

 

November twenty-sixth

And there's not much thanks to give

It's hard to be rejoiceful

When daddy didn't live

 

A cop asked the witnesses

Did you see the driver of the car?

The witnesses responded

She couldn't have gone that far

 

Mommy ran into a restaurant

Screaming someone hurt my love

Mommy showed the owner

The broken wings of her dove

 

Two lives were almost taken

As soon as they begun

A two year-old child

And the young driver on the run

 

People dressed in black

Now put flowers on his grave

Daddy died a great hero

And his little girl he did save

 

A father's life is over

And a family torn apart

A mother's constant weeping

And a child's bleeding heart

 

A cop asked the witnesses

Did you see the driver of the car?

The witnesses responded

She couldn't have gone that far

 

There's fresh blood on the sidewalk

And tears fallen to the ground

Flowers on a gravestone

And a deeply saddened town

 

About the girl on the run

Are you sorry for your sin?

Your only chance at Heaven

Is turning yourself in


 

 

 

 

 

 

 


COREY STORY by Tom Jensen

His mama was a nurse

and his daddy sold jewels

A couple hard working stiffs

But both were fools

 

If the boys got outta line

parents kept their cool

They'd never make a fuss

just leave 'em to the school

 

Too busy working

to have to raise kids

Right there ya find out

where the problem is

 

When little boys break the rules

daddy's too drunk to yell

He tried to chase 'em

up the stairs

but down he fell

 

When you make your own rules

how hard can life be?

Mom's sitting on the couch

just watching TV

 

Yet it takes more to be a mom

than just making dinner

Gotta teach your kids to play

the game of life to be a winner

 

All you need's a @#$% to be a father

but it takes balls to be a dad

I wish they read this story

I really wish they had

 

I always tried to use my brain

while my friend he used his brawn

Now I got it made

While my friend barely gets along

 

His daddy read him beer bottles

while my daddy read me books

When life gets ugly

you can't get by on looks

 

Me and my daddy

played throw and catch

Him and his daddy

played throw and duck

 

When life gets ugly

you can't get by on looks

When you got no smarts

you get by on luck

And when that runs out

it really sucks


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


CRY ME A RIVER By Tom Jensen

(for female vocalist)

Cry me a river...

Ten miles wide

Your warm tears will never

Send a shiver...

Up and down my spine

 

Cry me a river...

Then let me know

when you are through

Of everything that

you promised

Nothing was delivered

When you don't feel as if you're one

Then you should go back to being two

 

Cry me a river...

And then please won't you paddle away?

I've grown tired of sitting in the dark

Watching the clock

Trying to smile all the while...

I'm waiting for you

 

I would have put you first

If you put me anywhere but last

Yet as our time in life is slipping

Such time you lose too fast

 

The time for chasing rainbows

Is now as distant as the stars

Through the mountains you've traversed

You have discovered who you are

 

You bruise when you bleed

Accept this fact as fate

You know now what you need

For him it's now too late

 

You would have put him first

If he put you anywhere but last

But as you toasted to the New Year

Broken shattered glass

 

You would have shown him love

Had he given you a wink

You would have filled his cup with wine

Had he asked you for a drink

 

To the sparkling gleam in his eye

You've since become blind

Now this is all you can think of

Whenever he enters your mind:

 

Cry me a river...

Ten miles wide

Your warm tears will never again

send a shiver...

Up and down my spine

 

Cry me a river...

And then let me know

when you are through

Of everything that was once promised

Nothing was delivered

When you don't feel as if you're one

then you should go back to being two


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CRYSTAL BALL By Tom Jensen

Indecisiveness has got a hold of me

Should I stay, should I go?

The high road, the low road

 

So many forces

That push and that pull

They act as they will

And they're acting now still

 

Just one of the choices

That I have to make

How much more can I take?

Couldn't sleep

For the last month and a half

Need a crystal ball

Because I shattered the glass

 

Was it half full or half empty?

But I can get it refilled they got plenty

Or at least they tell me so

But just where it is I still don't know

 

Maybe around the corner

Maybe half-way around the globe

Still feeling like a foreigner

Living the life of Job

 

I don't feel disgraced

I'm just losing my faith

Finding more questions than answers

As the hour's getting late

 

 

 

 

 

CUTIE PIE by Tom Jensen

Since a miss by an inch

Is as good as a mile

I’ll die wearing hip dirty clothes

Opposed to clean ones out of style

 

You can tell as much about me from my eyes

As you can from my smile

I don’t mind being hypnotized

By a cutie pie for awhile

 

I’ll have you understand

I found my weakness as a man

Running my fingers through your hair

As your breath became my air

 

Every time I closed my eyes

You’d be there inside my eyelids

As your voice became my music

I’d hear piano, harp and violins

 

No longer am I lonely

Since our hearts were joined souly

Even apart we’re still together

From now until forever

 

I don’t know what could be better?

 

 

 

 

 

 

DADDY TAUGHT ME By Tom Jensen

When I was little

My daddy dressed me in white

He said so he could lead me

Through the darkness and into the light

 

Mama washed my clothes

Nearly every day

For I'd get them dirty

Whenever I'd play

 

She told me that if it wasn't white

Then it wasn't good

If the weather got chilly

She'd pull up my hood

 

Mama told me of Jesus and God

And of Heaven divine

I asked if I'd go there

And she said I'd be fine

 

She said I was pure

And God made me snow

And that angels would follow me

Wherever I'd go

 

I couldn't wait to see God

And tell him what was on my mind

I even tried praying a couple of times

But church was much different

Than what I ever though it would be

We'd have mass outside

And we'd light a big 'T'

 

I had so much fun

When we’d march in parades

Then we'd set fire

To the crosses we made

 

And I love the holidays

They fill me with cheer

We loved Halloween so much

We had it twenty times a year

 

 

For some reason I was always a ghost

Must be the costume my mama liked most

Funny how no one ever got scared

Even when I was trying

Oh, there was that one….

The little girl who was crying

 

I'm not even sure why

She had tears in her eyes

I really scared her good

I must have caught her by surprise

 

I can't wait to get older

And be a daddy some day

I'll teach these games to my kids

And the whole family will play

 

When I get older...

I'll be the best daddy I can be

I just hope I can teach my kids as good

As my daddy taught me

 

 

 

 

DAYLIGHT AGAIN By Tom Jensen

Daylight again… Comes now and again

My only friend… That's left in the end

 

The shadows hide as the clouds creep by

I take stake in my mistakes in

The life I know the one I can't shake

Grabs me by the collar and won't let me go

There's only one way to live

There’s only one way I know

 

I've been taken… I've been shaken

And sent out on my way

I have tumbled… I have stumbled

Just going from day to day

 

The only sunrise ahead

Is the one I see when I go to bed

I wake up in the dark circled by sharks

So I cover my head until there's daylight again

 

I'm trapped in a tunnel

While sucked down the funnel

The light is dim in either direction

When you're only trying to escape and be safe

There's no time for perfection

 

From day to day to year to year

Somehow, some way I'll get outta here

 

Where I stand my feet are stuck in the mud

There's no chance I can rise above

With bars on the doors I can't climb out

My guide left me when the candle blew out

 

I came to my sense

and that was when

I knew I'd be down here

until there's daylight again

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

DEAD END by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen

I know who you are

And who you want to be

I know you're entrapped

And you want to be free

 

You can't put off until tomorrow

What needs to be done today

We've had this talk so many times before

There's not much more I can say

 

When the days become years

You'll know that it's true

You'll look back and say

Why didn't I listen to you?

 

I've been down that road

Let me tell you my friend

That sooner or later

You'll see a dead end

 

The road will deceive you

With its ups and its downs

It's so hard to find direction

With your head spinning round

 

You found a hole in the sky

But it's so lonesome there

Even when you gaze down

You still feel no fear

 

Come on my darling

It's time to turn the page

The only way you're not dying

Is from old age...

 

I've been down that road

Let me tell you my friend

That sooner or later

You'll see a dead end

 

The road will deceive you

With its ups and its downs

It's time to get it together

Turn your life around

 

Two years later --

I'd hoped to see you again

But I couldn't make it

So some flowers I'll send

 

I tried to convince you

But you wouldn't bend

So sorry for you

Now you'll never mend

 

I've been down that road

I told you my friend

But sooner, not later,

You saw the dead end

 

The road has deceived you

With its ups and its downs

It's just so sad

I'll never see you around

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

DEEP SEEDED

by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen

I've been plowing these same fields for nearly thirty years

And ain't no great visions ever magically appeared

Just the sight of me standing here

Alone with my regrets and all of my deep seeded fears

 

There's so much work to be done

Once the summer comes the engine hums as the tractor runs

Seven days a week I'm out here in the sun

 

Back in my familiar place

Even though a new season has begun

 

It keeps the family fed

It's a dependable trade

It's the choice that I've made

For the last three decades

 

I've been living the same exact day

Never followed through on the things I say

Year by year my childhood dreams have faded further away

And now the sky is beginning to turn gray

 

Slowly my fields of wheat are turning into hay

All those conversations I've had with myself

Are becoming hearsay

This is the price I pay for being too afraid

I let myself down and now I feel betrayed

 

I've been plowing these same fields for nearly thirty years

And ain't no great visions ever magically appeared

Just the sight of me standing here

Alone with my regrets and all of my deep seeded fears

 

Looking back...

I think I've overextended my stay

I never merged onto the freeway

 

I never headed out onto the highway

My car just sat in the driveway

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

DIRT by Tom Jensen

Who’s got the dirt on you?

Or maybe you’ve been keeping secrets from yourself

Do you know who I’ve been talking to?

No it wasn’t her it was somebody else…

 

Ooh, I see someone’s afraid of sunlight

Stays lurking in the shadowy realm

To only be happy when it’s cloudy

Would seem to me to be trapped in a living hell

 

Who’s got the dirt on you?

Won’t you whisper just what your little secret is worth

Certainly no one could have deserved this

Never seen you look so nervous

- your eyes darting back and forth

 

Well sure we all make mistakes

Yet this one was so easy to trace

You didn’t look guilty just heavily disgraced

That would best describe the look on your face

 

Who’s got the dirt on you?

Has anyone offered to cut you a deal?

Or are they just letting out the line?

Let you run a little knowing they hold the reel

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

DIRT NAP By Tom Jensen

Can you tell me when this ride is going to end?

I've been a passenger in this car

Going from here to there both near and far

I've been a prisoner of my own device

Not the way I planned it being stranded for my entire life

 

Just what exactly would you recommend?

What type of direction would you give

Which track goes back to the past so that I can relive

The last two decades of my life

Then I would be ten again and I'd seek alternative advice

 

Is that possible would you tell me my friend?

Still I haven't given up and I haven't yet given in

I've just thrown all of my fears up into the wind

No more living off of the cuff I’ve finally had enough

Of playing the game not to lose rather than win

 

When my life is over my heart stops beating and I am dead

There won't be any regrets hanging above my deathbed

When my time finally expires I won't be buried a liar

No one will have said that I just sat there scratching my head

 

For finally I'll have followed through on all the things I've said

Sure, I've been victimized by time but it wasn't by design

And I am still paying the penance yet never have committed the crime

 

The jury never heard a single one of my words

When they said I was guilty they're were all lying

 

The cloud of misery that has shadowed me

And the negativity that used to travel through me

I used to think it would unravel me

Especially when the judge threw his gavel at me

But now everything is fine...

 

For I haven't given up and I haven't yet given in

I've just thrown all of my fears up into the wind

No more living off of the cuff I’ve finally had enough

Of playing the game not to lose rather than win

 

When my life is over my heart stops beating and I am dead

There won't be any regrets hanging above my deathbed

When my time finally expires I won't be buried a liar

And no one will have said that I just sat there scratching my head

For finally I'll have followed through on all the things I've said

And with that I'll take a long dirt nap and see what lies ahead...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


DISCARTES by Tom Jensen

I hear whispers from the lost souls of man

Questioning everything that I think that I am

So I do not think therefore I am not…

Part of the problem or solution

Since my character no longer

Plays any role in the plot

 

It is then my mind reminds me

I have no memory

And there was something else…

But I forgot

 

Today, what is not needed it gets deleted

Just as in ancient times

When translated, annihilated

Just meant defeated

 

No, not just the soldier in retreat

But his dog, his flag and his whole family

I hear whispers…

Voices unknown to me

Hence I fall back into a dream-like state

Looks like everything will have to wait

 

Living in a dream…

To wake up one must fall asleep

Returning to reality…

Close your eyes as the same process repeats

Peace!


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

DISCIPLE OF DIRT By Tom Jensen

Just what will break the spell?

So many claim to know

Yet so few tell

Why is that so?

Maybe it's just as well?

To just let it go...

Ah what the hell?

There's only one way to know

Whether to buy or sell

On which road to go

There's only one man in the know

Though long ago he fell

 

So what's a disciple of dirt

Like me to do?

No one left to follow

No one to lead me

 

A blind detective

In a world full of clues

Only able to be captured

No one to free me

 

So many choices

Yet so little time to choose

I want to hide away

Where no one can see me

 

So much to gain

But even more to lose

I'll rest in the safety that

No one else will ever be me

 

So what if my book of poetry

Lies dusty on the shelf

My inspiration's been lost and found

By someone else

 

My dreams about tomorrow?

Ah who the hell even cares?

Every day we all take

A good look in the mirror

And wonder if it's time

To face our fears:

 

Are we burned up?

Are we burned out?

Or maybe there's no flame at all

With no desire to climb

There's no risk to fall

 

So we stick to safe ground

Like a hamster on a wheel

Lacking love and hate

So there's nothing left to feel.......

 

 

 

 

                                

 

 

 

 

 

DOWNWARD SPIRAL

by Max Weltman & Tom Jensen

I've got something on my mind

so I better just say it

I hear the music in my heart

but I just can't play it

I feel good inside but I can't explain it

 

I don't mind when people cry

I don't mind when it's raining

I don't mind when most people die

At least they stop their complaining

 

I've been led by many people, places and things

There's just so much out there in which to believe

 

I've loved many people and then

had to cut my strings

Just to end up watching

each of them leave

 

Have to go and plant another seed

Go and find something to fill the void

For idle time is the devil's toy

For sometimes being alone

Is worse than being unemployed

 

Sometimes you're Siegfried

Sometimes you're the tiger

And sometimes you're Roy

 

High above

An angel cries

And down below

Even storms have eyes

What grows in me

I now despise

Deep inside

another man dies

 

Blood clot...........

Gunshot

It's all the same

Heartache......

A big mistake

Just part of the game

 

Weeds growing wild

A saddened child

Just who is to blame?

Another birthday cake

Wear black at the wake

We're so glad you came

 

It's a vicious cycle

You better stay on your toes

It's a downward spiral

It comes and goes...

 






EMPTY BOTTLE By Tom Jensen

I know you're thinking

Pondering tomorrow

I finally quit drinking

Drowning in my sorrow

Saved myself from sinking

I put down the bottle

When it started leaking

Some things you only borrow

So I know what you're seeking

Who do you lead...whom do you follow?

We both know of what I'm speaking

What do you need and what is hollow?

Do you see your reflection

In an empty bottle?

 

You don't know where you’re going

Only God knows where you’ve been

But the river keeps on flowing

And the part of you unknowing

Always goes wading on in

 

Signs read danger, don't fall in

Or you don't know the trouble you're in

Water so sweet it tastes just like gin

Take a dip and be baptized

In the pool of sin

 

Yet this path you walk

Wasn't chosen all on your own

As the thoughts you think are so deceiving

Everyday drifting farther from home

Now you regret the day you thought of leaving

 

The hard stuff's in the freezer

The 30 pack's in the fridge

The troubles of the world are building

Which way to the bridge?

 

You don't know where you’re going

Only God knows where you’ve been

But the river keeps on flowing

And the part of you unknowing

Always goes wading on in

 

Signs read danger, don't fall in

Or you don't know the trouble you're in

Water so sweet it tastes just like gin

Take a dip and be baptized

In the pool of sin

 

I know you're thinking

Pondering tomorrow

I finally quit drinking

Drowning in my sorrow

Saved myself from sinking

I put down the bottle

When it started leaking

Some things you only borrow

So I know what you're seeking

Who do you lead...whom do you follow?

We both know of what I'm speaking

What do you need and what is hollow?

Do you see your reflection

In an empty bottle?

 

 

 

 

 

                       

 

 

 


EMPTY EYES By Tom Jensen

It's not that I'd rather be alone

Then be at your side

But the strongest feelings

I have for you

Are the ones that I hide

 

My empty eyes

You could never look inside

My empty eyes

Part of this face that you despise

 

It seems that the nature of women

Is that emotion rules all

The reason they rise

The reason they fall

 

There's no way of knowing

Which way you'll be going my dear

It could be anywhere?

 

That once burning candle

Has ceased glowing

Revealing my fears

Your rightful place is

Out there somewhere....

But it isn't here

 

That once bright star

Outside my window

Has long since disappeared

 

Proof...

You can't prove your love

when you don't speak the truth

Broken...

No more I love you's spoken

 

Crying...

Is what she's been doing

since she found out I was lying

Leaving...

Is what she is doing now

that there's no more deceiving


 

 





ENDLESS CHORUS By Tom Jensen

I'm as deep as the day is long

That's why it hurt me

To find myself becoming weak

When I needed to be strong

 

This long day and my long face

Shows you that I know no other way

So it's back to bed with a worried head

An unsteady mind and too much time

 

I think too much about the past

Of broken trust and how things don't last

 

I'm as deep as the day is long

That's why I rarely sleep

And I only dream in song

Then I wake up

And I try to play along

 

To the melody

That my heart weeps

Since you and me

We broke our bond

 

I find your ghost

Keeps haunting me

With rattling chains

And shaking keys

 

I try to hide

But to no avail

Just an endless chorus

About how we failed...








ENEMY OF THIS STATE By Tom Jensen

I share my darkness with the morning

It’s about time to set back the clocks

I can see now that the world's been turning

Through this tiny hole inside my prison box

 

Yes, I'd rather sit here within my own seclusion

Then go chasing after some make believe dream

So many have become entrapped by the false illusion

That what we think we see is what it appears to be

 

For all of the freedoms

That we once held dear

With one lie and one swipe of the pen

I have watched them disappear

 

Life sure has changed

So much since yesteryear

I'll become an enemy of this state

When hope can no longer conquer our fear

 

Perhaps I’m being too critical

Of this society in which we live

But sometimes it becomes too hard to take

When those who have the least are the only ones who give

 

Yes, life sure has changed

So much since yesteryear

I’ll become an enemy of this state

When hope can no longer conquer our fear

 

 

 

 

 

ENTIRELY by Tom Jensen

When tragedy struck my family

I began my decent into insanity

 

It started to creep

Slowly week by week

And before too long

I found I couldn’t sleep

 

Never again alone

No, not with these fantasies

As I lost myself

To the worst version of me

 

That kept holding on

Until I couldn’t break free

And by the time I realized

What was happening to me

 

I became someone else

entirely

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

EXIT THE SANDMAN By Tom Jensen

So the midnight oil

Seems to be burning again

The sandman's at your door

But he can't come in

 

With so much trying your mind

Tonight he's not your friend

Since there's so much

You're still trying to find

Before your time

comes to an end

 

You used to dream about today

But that was back then...

Back when...

You smiled as a child...

Before you got sucked in

 

Back when...

You always shared and never cared...

About the color of somebody's skin

 

Back when...

You didn't try to solve all your problems

With the bottom of a bottle

Drowning up your sorrows in a pool of sin

 

Back when...

You still had time to let the road unwind

But now your patience is wearing thin

 

Exit the sandman

Why not see it from the other side?

Doin' the best I can, man

And that ain't no lie that ain't no lie

 

 





EXPIRED By Tom Jensen

I am hoping it's not true

But our time may have expired

Sure I still sing for you

But lacking passion, lacking fire

 

Or at least not like I used to

I won't lie I'm not a liar

My eyes still like looking at you

Oh -- but now I closed them when I get tired

 

Maybe

What we had

Was good

but nothing lasts forever.....

 

Oh gee...

Guess you expected something better

About me:

I'm just trying to get myself together

 

About you:

You never listen

Too busy

thinking up something clever...

 

About you:

It's always about you....

An About me:

Seems unnecessary

 

What about us?

Why write about something that never should have been

Because it never really was?

 







EX-POEM By Tom Jensen

When someone says your name I duck

Because now I'm careful of whom I trust

Sometimes in love you really get fu$%ed

Sometimes a smiling face

Turns into disgust

 

Second chances...you got them

But for a second time you hit rock bottom

Third chances... you want them

Still trying to sell me some fruit

That you know is rotten

 

Calling on the phone

And knocking on the door

So scared to be alone

When you finally realize

 

That you can't have

What you once had any more

But you brought it on yourself

So why are you so surprised?

 

Love is dead

It has been beheaded

Get it through your head

We'll never be wedded

 

My phone rings

But I don't pick it up

I give easy hints

But you won't pick them up

 

Often there's no voice

On the other end of the receiver

It is true I once worshipped you

But now I'm no longer a believer

 

When someone says your name I duck

Because now I'm careful of whom I trust

Sometimes in love you really get fu$%ed

Sometimes a smiling face

Turns into disgust

 

 

 

 



 

 


F THE W By Tom Jensen

I see your face

It looks to me

You need some cheering up

 

Eyebrows are raised

Hair out of place

Your eyes are tearing up

 

You’ve lost your faith

In yourself hey…

You better listen up

 

Sometimes it seems

They crush your dreams

And THEN that’s when life gets tough

 

I turn frowns

Upside down

And make unhappy people smile

 

Life gotcha down?

If I’m around

I’ll sit and talk with you awhile

 

I’ll share with you

A story or two

From my youth and time will fly…

 

For today we’ll let

Our troubles fade…

Say F the W and let’s get high

 

When we get home…

I’ll roll a bone….

And now you’re blazed….

Got dry mouth taste…

Let us all give thanks

To that purple haze

 

For today we’ll let

Our troubles fade…

We’ll pie your eyes so you don’t cry…

 

 

We’ll have a laugh

Flipping through some funny photographs

Oh how the time goes by

 

So why be sad?

Angry or mad

When you can look up at the beautiful sky?

 




 

 


FALLEN CLOUDS

by William Elmore & Tom Jensen

The stories told beside a campfire so many years ago

Still echo through the canyons melt the newly fallen snow

The legend of great heroes now rest upon the stars

Along the craters of the moon lay dark and blemished scars

 

There's no one here to judge the living

Or sort through the dead

No one here to dictate terms

Nor record what was said

 

The laws of these lands has not been etched in stone

The king who holds the scepter can still be overthrown

 

Hanging clouds drift above after the battle in the sky

Fallen soldiers through love and war each one picking sides

 

So many wandering souls

Set adrift way up high

Listen through the canyons

We hear another deep sad sigh

 

You can never see their face

They can never find their place

 

When lightning strikes

The fire runs wild

 

Falling raindrops through the sky…

Fallen clouds…

Fallen

 

 

 





FALLEN WALLS

by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen

A whirlwind of thought starts spinning around

I've been thinking a lot ‘bout what's been going down

 

And about what's been going on as I read the texts of history

I see the pages keep repeating… The idea is becoming clear to me

 

I'm noticing a pattern of ebb and flow

The rise and fall of man, men and kings

 

As a great chasm seems to keep growing between

Self-proclaiming all-seeing beings and those who'll never know

 

I watch castles crumbling while at the same time

New statues keep rising as slaves stand side by side

 

Working all day on newly fallen walls

And it's our job to keep rebuilding

What's not for our own protection

Since these structures are used for dividing...

 

All people and states

All races and religions

It's become the best way to separate

 

Old new ideas from

The foundation of tradition

 

First condense them

Then convince them to believe it's too late

When they know it really isn't

 

Get them to lose their hope

For if you can break their faith

Maybe they'll all stop searching for what's hidden

 

History's hands of time have told

That when there's no buried treasure to behold

We all know there'll be no shovels left to be had

Nor no more miners to find others out there

to help them with their digging....

Ahhh

 

 

 

 


 

 

FATE IS A WORD by Tom Jensen

Passion's found in

many shapes and forms

Within a tight black dress,

within a uniform

 

In the eyes of a mother

In the sighs of a lover

At three in the morning

Oh yeah...

 

Virtue can't be found

in all eyes of men

Nor in their statues

or great monuments

 

Only through tough

times and trial

Will we find ourselves

without denial

Or false compliments

Oh yeah...

 

Naked truth often hides

where you least expect

Never in the lavish palace

but in the cellar of neglect

 

Those of us living in glass houses

should be careful of bricks

For some who are

 'the chosen ones'

Aren't the ones we'd pick

Oh no...

 

Fate is a word made up

by the scared

As the reason

why they failed

Or the reason

they never dared

 

To summon the courage

to follow the voice

They didn't always

want to hear

Oh yeah...

 

I am a man who

loves dishing it out

Yet I always have problems

when it comes to myself

When it comes to stepping up

I'm the first one to speak

When it comes to the children

I try my best to teach

They say practice makes perfect

so it's time to practice what I preach

 

 

 

 

                                    


 

FEAR by Tom Jensen

My fear is my friend

So long we’ve been together

From the beginning

Until the very end

 

Some call it other names

Play their silly games

Pretend they’re still the same

Though facts remain unchanged

 

You’re hearing two voices

Coming from different places

With two opposite choices

As you find yourself now facing

 

A separation of church and state

In this case it’s your logic and faith

One is gone the other’s been misplaced

Lying in ruins and laid to waste

 

Yet it takes dialogue and not debate

To make whole again this fractured state

We need common ground not lines in the sand

For unity to be found in our fellow man

 

With this goal in mind we must forge ahead

While biding our time with our feet on the ledge

Tight to our toes lies a precipitous drop

But with our backs to the wall we cannot stop

 

The daylight is dwindling

As darkness draws near

Every path towards escape

Has circled back here

 

I’m not alone…

It’s my friend who comforts me…

Fear


 

 

 

 

 


FENCES By Tom Jensen

Fences...

I see more fences

springing up every day...

 

There are people

paid to separate people

Who are lining up

to stand in the way

 

Of the profits of the prophets

Who create the media slaves, yeah

Who dictate who gets to divide the riches

Who gets to go diving with the fishes

And who gets to migrate and escape

Before it gets to be too late

 

Fences...

I see more fences

springing up every day...

Forcing us to choose sides

In this great divide

Between the people and the state

 

This state of confusion

A perpetual illusion

Of entertainment, sex,

death, of who's next,

Of celebrity, sport, fear and hate

 

Like me you want to get away

Want to find yourself

some kind of inner wealth

A reason to carry on

My dearest one

A reason to stay awake

 

Fences...

I see more fences

springing up everyday

Seems all those in line

Are blind to the times

Either wearing rose-colored glasses

Or being kept in the shade

 

The trees are tall

when you follow

every letter of the law

Straight to the 'T'

And yet fundamentally disagree

 

Failing to fully appreciate

the fact that fences

When used as defenses

are completely senseless

Especially when humans

are turned into machines

 

I see power serving power

I see snipers in the tower

I see the faces of the crying

I see truth from people dying

 

I see walls that keeps getting higher

I see more kindling being thrown on the fire

I see people scared and losing faith

And not being able to think straight

 

Fences...I see more fences...

Springing up everyday


 

 

 

 

 

 


FIGHT FOR PEACE by Tom Jensen & Lynette

Come now citizens of the world

Let us knock down this mental wall

Time to let a new flag unfurl

Large enough to cover us all

 

Endless sea of humanity

That will bridge both the land and shore

Become one global family

Let us not divide anymore

 

Realize difference makes us great

Opposed to tearing us apart

I swear to you it's not too late

And all it takes is one to start

 

It could be you who makes a stand

One burning monk can end a war

Wouldn't fight in Iraq...I ran

Didn't deem it worth fighting for

 

Unlock the door you have the key

Finally let this madness cease

Everybody say it with me

What is my belief? Can’t fight for peace

 

Come now citizens of the world

Let us knock down this mental wall

Time to let a new flag unfurl

Large enough to cover us all

 

Endless sea of humanity

That will bridge both the land and shore

Become one global family

Let us not divide anymore

 

Realize difference makes us great

Opposed to tearing us apart

I swear to you it's not too late

And all it takes is one to start

 

Unlock the door you have the key

Finally let this madness cease

Everybody say it with me

What is my belief? Can’t fight for peace


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


FRAMES

by Jon Jacobs & Tom Jensen

One more beer

And then I'll head home

Unless she comes over her

Who wants to be alone?

 

One more story

This time I just can't resist

It's time to share my pain

And what I've been living with

 

Like the crooked picture

Which we once hung on the wall

When you're hanging by a nail

It's just a matter of time before you fall

 

So come on over here and pull up that chair

You'll get to learn why my glass is half-full of beer

 

Once I had a jealous girl

And she had a jealous mind

And we lived inside a jealous world

So thus she's no longer mine

 

Like the crooked picture

Which we once hung on the wall

When you're hanging by a nail

It's just a matter of time before you fall

 

Yet everyday she

Walks on by straight through

And every day I wait here

For here to act like she used to

 

However I never

Seem to catch her eye

Every day she looks down

And I think I know why

 

Like the crooked picture

Which we once hung on the wall

When you're hanging by a nail

It's just a matter of time before you fall

 

Every day is the day that she regrets

Treating me like we never met

Someday she'll agree

She messed up a good thing leaving me

 

In through a window

Out climbed a broken vow

Into this sacred house

Where no one else was allowed

 

Like the crooked picture

Which we once hung on the wall

When you're hanging by a nail

It's just a matter of time before you fall

 

A matter of time before you fall

 

                               

 

 

 

 

FRESCO

by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen

I've been waiting for a night like tonight

For so very, very long

Sitting here studying the portrait of my life

Wondering just where the artist went wrong

 

So why does my sketch in black and white

Contain so many deep, dark shades of gray?

My life before today had left me feeling sad and blue

 

When I'm with you I never want to say goodbye

To someone so beautiful that the angels sigh

I think of you in thoughts so kind

I painted your picture, it took me some time

 

You are the one that makes my life worth living

Yours is the last face I see before I fall asleep

You'll never be the one to break my heart

Never leave me alone to weep

 

Now all thoughts of retracing my past

They have become erased

And I live within your eyes

With each new line I'm redefined

Every time I draw your face

 

When I'm with you I never want to say goodbye

To someone so beautiful that the angels sigh

I think of you in thoughts so kind

I painted your picture, I could paint it blind

 

I drink to your health as I raise my glass

Toasting to a future and time that has not yet passed

As time crawls by and I stare above

I believe only in you - my muse - my love

 

Now all thoughts of retracing my past

They have become erased

And I live within your eyes

With each new line I'm redefined

Every time I draw your face

 

When I'm with you I never want to say goodbye

To someone so beautiful that the angels sigh

I think of you in thoughts so kind

 

 




 

FRIEND By Tom Jensen

I spread my words so let them be heard

All across the land...

All across these lands...

 

My advice is right and nice I'll have you understand

When it comes to giving

Give as much as you can...

 

When it comes to women sure my heart's been broken

Each time I try to fix it

And carry on the best I can...

 

Suddenly I feel empowered

Get inspired to spend the next hour

Sitting here and making song

Hoping you will come and sing along

 

A friend told me a story over coffee one morning

From one of the books she was reading

And, oh, how the pages were turning

 

Oh my friend is very lovely

If only you had a chance to meet her

You would understand it

How I feel when I see her

 

She was blessed with one of those faces

Possessed by only those truly lovely people

That when softly caressed it somehow erases

Time itself and everything - all that's evil

 

Someone once asked me

What the secret to my life is

I answered without thinking

"Learning love is priceless"

 

Share what you have with everyone:

And send flowers to yourself

Just a little "thank you" for being you

Now go and give them to someone else...

 

I spread my words so let them be heard

All across the land...

All across these lands...

 

My advice is right and nice I'll have you understand

When it comes to giving

Give as much as you can...


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