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 A song about the great late Henry/Hank Aaron. ~~~~ The Silent Fighter I'm spinning all around You knew history could be changed  One swing after another  And it's raining on a clear day I look at the headstone in front of me The field has been looking a bit empty  The seat has been empty too If you were only here again Mr. Aar-aar-aron Come back swing one more time Mr. Aar-aar-aron The Moblie streets have been looking different  ATL ain't the same  Your memory is living on Hate never stopped your will The silent fighter that you are Forget what they say Go ahead and swing that bat Go ahead and hit 715 Make them open their eyes and minds What they gonna do When you step into the box Change history and prove yourself  Oh, Mr. Aaron,  We'll keep your memory alive And when we feel like you are here In this stadium, we will win it all Just for you And it's raining on clear day As I look at the gravestone in front of me I go and hug you Tell you want w...

A song about a heavy subject matter.  ~~~~  A Broken Heart "Every time I sit here I could cry All I see is faceless shapes And I start to get teary-eyed" She says "I thought I knew  I thought I knew who these people were But now I've seen the truth" "If they can turn a blind eye On my pleas On my suffering  On my victim-hood Then how I can trust them," she says "Maybe it's true then  Love is a fragile things Family really isn't family Maybe is true then Love its just a fragile thing And family isn't really family" She says She cries with tears on her pillow Always in fear of culprit  Dreams filled nightmares Of uneasy past she can't forget and forgive  "I just want to run away With the people I can see their faces And strangers are friends  And family are strangers  It's easier to get to heaven To heal and feel whole again," she says "Maybe it's true then  Love is just a fragile thing And family isn'...

 A song lamenting the car industry in Detroit  ~~~~ When Detroit Steel Was King I was in downtown Detroit  Just came out from the Tigers playing the Braves That's when you rolled in your 1955 Chevrolet  Back in the day  When Detroit steel was king You gave me a glance  And your eyes locked on to me "Honey, pop in or gonna miss the show  Let me show you What this beautiful car can do Hard working Americans  Hear it that engine purr Those where the days When Detroit steel was king" When Detroit steel was king When Rock n'Roll was pure and young But now nothing is the same Every since Detroit steel left town Everything seems to be on the decline  In America  Heading back to ATL on the I-75 And we started lamenting on the those days When Detroit steel had it's crown  When Detroit steel was king And nothing had been the same Every since Detroit steel left town Maybe it was the politicians  Maybe it was the unions Maybe it was the co...

 Let's get straight into it. ~~~~ Ghost of Me It was a midnight summer's day All tied up in chains And I learned There's no room for the sane When the insane trys to be sane A hard lesson to learn When the pressure is all on you You think you've found a rose But it's just a bush of thorns  And I'm just trying to find the answers to life Like everyone else Trying to chill But find myself lost In a forest with no exit All you saw And all you saw Is the ghost of me You didn't see the whole of the moon And all you could see  Is the ghost of me Just how it goes When the wound cuts deep My heart apart breaking again I fall into pieces onto the floor And you don't give a damn Look at me like a play thing Looking at me like your boy toy Oh, I wish it could all end As I lose my will to others To have security  A life of depressions As I follow that voice The voice of a wicked  Seductive temptress And this is how it all falls apart Mental drained and physically ex...

 Very recent news about one of greatest, if not the greatest, collage football coaches retiring. Here's my ode to the great man. ~~~~~~ Shoes' of Saban It was '07 in T-town A struggling team Was about to be turned around  A new man came to town He held his shoes up high When he made Tebow cry You know this was a different man A man with a mission  A man with a plan Ain't no one like him And people are now wondering  Who's gonna wear the shoes The shoes' of Saban Who's gonna wear The shoes' of Saban Who's gonna wear those shoes Six rings under his belt In seventeen years A winning man With a winning team It started in the granddaddy of them all Against longhorns Just another win For the man with the plan He had his revenge in '12 21-0 Then went back to back Defeated the Irish  What a time Then the Elephant  Had a tiger fight A back an forth  Almost like a rivalry  And I'm not talking  About the Iron Bowl And some fights  With ol' bulldogs...

 Another song made.  ~~~ Yes to the Flowers I saw you standing there In a field of flowers  I saw those eyes shine light Like they're headlights  Vines through the jungle I'm all tied up and stumbling  Twigs in my feet  And sand falling through my hands Just to hand you A yellow flower And tell me yes to the flower Yellow roses in your hands I fall into the bushes  Relaxing, looking into the sky The stars reflect beauty  Of the way God sculpted  Man and women  And the world A giant rock in my shoe I trip onto you In this field of flowers  Where we can dream And escape the harsh reality  And the complexity we see And all I wanted to do Is hand you a yellow flower Just to hand you A yellow flower  Tell me yes to the flower Yellow roses in your hand A gray stone wall surrounded us A black gate letting us out In this field of beautiful flowers I fall into the bushes  Relaxing, looking into the sky The stars reflect beauty...