The Poets Hideway

 This is more personal, I suppose. But I want to write this nonetheless. So let's just get right to it. ~~~~~~~ The Navy Man Roll tide roll. Roll tide roll. Roll tide roll. Roll tide roll. Simple words, come and go. People come and go. People we carry in our hearts forever and ever. And on that day. A day of tragedy of the navy man. Dead at around 1:30. Tears began to flow like a waterfall. Memories come flooding in. And the day becomes night. Morning begins with sadness in the eyes. The navy man, loved his family and lover. Loved is friends. Loved all. Impacted their lives. And so many stories to be told. Then the day comes. The day he gets to his final resting place. In an Bama urn. We all cry for him. And when we go to the navel base. Cars began to stop. Stop with respect for their own. Shots are fired in his honor. The bullets and a flag go to his lover. A sight to seen. A sight full of tears. A sight of a life celebrated. And now we exit. The cars stop still. To respect the na...

 Simple one and let's get straight to it. ~~~~~~ Beauty Doesn't Speak (It Shows) That night, a night to remember.  The night you realized. That beauty doesn't speak it shows. One dance and you're in awe. One little touch and you're down on your knees. She dances her dance. Comes into view. Showing you her beauty like no other. And now you're hypnotized by her dance. She pulls you in. And you see yourself in a different light. The dance of beauty shows itself And all of it's glory. The last time. The last time. You'll be ignorant. Ignorant. Beauty doesn't speak. Beauty doesn't speak. It shows it shows (it shows). Beauty doesn't speak. Beauty doesn't speak. It shows it shows (it shows). Beauty doesn't speak. Beauty doesn't speak. It shows it shows (it shows). That night the stars shine bright. Like her dance that she dances. And you dream a dreaming dream. Full of her movements and wonders. That night was a night to remember. A nigh...

 Simple song and a simple title. Straightforward and to the point. Really is about what I want and rather be that's the core of it. Now let's get on with the song. ~~~~~ I Rather Be/I Want I always want more. More and more. Making choices of who I want to be. The struggle always continues.  I'm planning my life. Planning an escape of reality. But I know that I'll need to go back. And here I am wanting more. I want want freedom.  I want want to write. I want want to see the world. I want, I want, more and more. I rather be poor than rich. I rather be myself than someone else. I rather be running in the light than the darkness. I rather be, I rather be, I rather be! More than I am.  More than I am. Life and death takes part of this play. We search for immorality. Knowing we'll never get it anyways. Take hold of reality. But the imaginary takes hold. I want want freedom. I want want to write. I want want to see the world. I want, I want, I want more and more. I want wa...