Stanzaic Stylings

WHEN I FIND YOU (Jerry Holland, c. Heebalibra Music, BMI) How could I have known you were a wounded dove You never showed a sign of weakness when I had your love How could I have seen you’d be flyin’ west And what would it all mean if my heart withstood this test When I Find You - If I Find You I will never let you go If I find you - When I find you I will never, ever let you go How could I have fallen for such pretty lies And still believe I saw the truth written in your eyes Could I have somehow changed the way it all came down And will it end the same The second time around When I Find You - If I Find You I will never let you go If I find you - When I find you I will never, ever let you go Searching for the soul of you The fractions and the whole of you One part poison, one part cure Just one thing I know for sure When I Find You - If I Find You I will never let you go If I find you - When I find you I will never, ever let you go... www.sonyholland.com When I Find You - Lyri...

Round 2  Because we are alive in this life, because we feel and with a head full of nonsense,  we love. Afraid of our fear, of even our own wicked dreams. Your shape turning from me. Terror, the cold insides of the moon. Your words frail, your speech in sadness, always turning, always away. Because you thought, and thinking now you return. Hoping again, wanting a little less, hoping for safety. Forgetting and not forgetting. Because of lasting things, musical notes that make you sit and cry.  Weeping, praying with laughter, that these things always remain. www.paulahackett.com

Been Around The Block In no particular fashion my feet splintered carrying pieces of bare soul. I've been above below and beyond searching for home leading nowhere, while the road less taken breeds familiarity and I stumble across my past. Broken pebbles line my soles and the pain only memory remembers. Trudging through the endless maze of roadblocks home eludes me. To bare the drudgery of past indiscretions I must walk blindly above and across the endless pitfalls this journey provides. My path only lighted by the wisdom born of ageless trial and error and the path paved with lessons learned. Now, I walk around the block where my feet are grounded to the comforts of home .