A mix of stories blend on a snowy Canadian morning.
SCENE 1
Snow's blowing outside
Logs burning in the grate
Moving on this morning
Longer you stay
Harder to leave debate
That
I've spent my life pondering
Which way to go
Canadian Rockies my road to somewhere
Running from what
God knows
I'm on a witness relocation programme
In this foreign land
Trying to forget my past
Playing John Wayne in Shane
As a one man Band
Maidens have reached out to me
Good men shared whiskey and food
I've spent my life waiting for a saviour
As I once again sit, think...
And write things through
SCENE 2
And this will be my last day
My horse now lying on my chest
Snow covered hole on mountain peak trail
Not her fault in this blizzard
With pines so dense
We were close to the summit
So this is where I'll plant my cross
I'm running my someday oneday movie
As warmth takes me home
To my place called lost
Movie runs I've been writing stories
and songs in my black books
I've been seeing myself on stage
Like a free man
A Springstein with a Billy Joel hook
But truth is I was a dreamer
Lacking courage to share
So no one conned me took it all from me
And I was never quite good enough
To put it out there
Upshot is
Another life without a gravestone
Unknown soldier epitaph
A legacy of looking back tears
And making some folks laugh
And maybe that was the reason
For my season on planet earth
Now my horse Bess and I
Will soon be compost in this dirt
SCENE 3
Flying in a white room
Heaven like a movie scene
Blurred figures moving around
Am I
Living the dream
Wonder if I'll meet Jesus
Wonder what he'll say
Maybe he'll tell me
What would have happened
If I'd listened and followed his way
I did give my life to him
But too often strayed
How would it be if I could simply
Restart
Do it all again
Muffled voices
Beeping
He's coming round
Bright lights interrogators
Surround
This is not the heaven
I had in mind
Is this really what it's like
To die
SCENE 4
Snow's blowing outside
Logs burning in the grate
Writing this morning about
Longer you stay harder
To leave debate
I still spend my life pondering
Which way to go
Perfectionism
E equals M C squared
Quid Pro Quo
No Show
So nothing's really changed
'Cept new wife new son
New dog new town
Great escape recovery
Took a while
Tough to come off opium
It holds you high it holds you down
I still make and file new songs
Epitome of the hare
Considering how to be a hard shelled tortoise
To get my stuff out there
Pressure
Bills soar to the moon
Praying for courage
To not be held by
What I shouldn't do
Maybe see the man
Who's paid to listen to my woes
Maybe find the answer to
How to let it go
And hey...
Thank you for your company
With my dog by my feet
Yes I'm a writer and a dreamer
And somehow in these words
I find peace
So be encouraged on your journey
It ain't over till fat lady sings
Oh - maybe I can't write that
According to those who new rules bring
But you know what...
Be encouraged in your battle
To find freedom from your fears
I guess this is my prayer for you
While I'm still here
Or when I'm sitting with Jesus
In heaven with my wings on
Sharing a beer
(I know it should be wine
But at the end of the rhyme
I think we can laugh a little
Love a lot and smile
Then go run another mile)
So I'm outta here
That's all folks
iPad tells me
It is running out of juice
We can do this
I'm off to play my new guitar
I tell ya with the Rock Drums playing
and turned up loud
It sounds like Bruce
SCENE 5
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