Trailer Park

I’ve got dirty hands and a beating heart
I’ve got a beat up Buick that’ll always start
I’ve got a stretch of road up ahead of me
Mostly desert, from what I can see
There’s a woman waiting in a trailer park
She’s been waiting for days, and now it’s after dark
But I won’t slow down; I’ll be pressing on
I’m such a long way from what I call my home

She and I met when we were sort of young
You know how it is; feelings just grow strong
And I tried so hard for a long long time
To be a good dog… for a while I did fine
But you know, the road kept calling my name
My woman broke down; she thought she was to blame
But the open road’s got a grip on my soul
I was hoping it would change, as I grew older
But it didn’t…

So, when you see my taillights disappear in the dark
You’ll know I’m heading towards a trailer park
Where a woman’s waiting for me to return
She won’t expect me to stay long; that much she’s learned
But I’ll do what I can, and I know what to do
To keep my woman from feeling blue
And we’ll both be happy for a few days
Until one day I’m gone, without a trace
Yeah, I’ll be gone without a trace…

I’ve got dirty hands and a bleeding heart
I’ve got a woman waiting in a trailer park
At least I hope she’ll be there, waiting still
I hope she always will…

I hope she always will

©: depresleys, 1999, 2007

The Ghost

By society’s sickbed a spirit dwells
In a silky voice it casts its spells

It was present at the bombing of Guernica
And throughout the reign of Caligula
And now, it has its eyes on America

How come the ghost refuses to die?
I've seen its shadow against the moonlit sky

In Bergen Belsen the ghost grew strong
And it followed the marches of Mao Zedong
Where power is present, that's where the ghost belongs

Corporate boardrooms suit it well
A perfect environment to cast its spell
When Sirens sing, we all listen to their songs

The
Unless you're willing to open your eyes

It speaks freely of authority
Of entitlement and majority
And disregards the voices of the weak

It whispers "it's us against them now;"
"It's time to hate, hurt, and condemn them now"
It-does not believe the Earth belongs to the meek

It was present at the bombing of Guernica
And throughout the reign of Caligula
And now, it has cast its eyes on America
Now, it has cast its eyes on America...
Now, it has cast its eyes on America...

© dp, 2012

Ocean Blue

Far away, where dreams come true; there are you
Somewhere in time I am there too; you are mine
Take me in your arms, Ocean Blue!

I remember, I recall everything;
Sounds of laughter. Sunny skies. And your eyes
Take me in your arms, Ocean Blue!

Oh, take me in your arms
Help me forget what I don’t want know
Don't want to remember!
Help me forget what I've become now
Help me forget! Help me forget!
I want to choose what to remember!

I remember sunny skies and Ocean Blue
I remember “you and I”

Far away where dreams are made; let me stay
Reality is overrated anyway
Take me in your eyes, Ocean Blue

Oh, take me in your arms
Help me forget what I don't want know
Don’t want to remember!
Help me forget what I've become now
Help me forget! Help me forget!
I want to choose what to remember!

I remember sunny skies and Ocean Blue
I remember “you and I”

I remember sunny skies and Ocean Blue
I remember “you and I”

©: depresleys, 1998, 2007

Entangled

I see their pretty faces on glossy magazines
As I walk busy streets entangled in a mad dream

There's a stranger in my head. I'm a stranger in this city
I want to tell my story, I don't want your pity

I was alive and well
The day they picked my number
I was still young and proud
On that fateful day

They sent me away
They handed me a gun
They taught me to pray
They taught me to run

Look me in the eye and you will see a sick soul
Look too long and you'll be sucked into a black hole

I was a lot like you
Ignorance is bliss
Do what they tell you to
And you'll end up like this

They sent me away
They handed me a gun
They taught me to pray
They taught me to run

Letter to Theo

I have tried
I have tried for so long
Been cast aside;
Tell me, where I went wrong

All these years
A life all fractured and stained
Brother dear…
Canvases covered in pain

So, goodbye
Oh father, I have sought God
I can’t lie;
You were distant and cold

No more tears
Now there’s nothing
But absinthe and fear
And a lifetime of paintings
Wrapped up and stored
Who am I
To ask God for more?
I have tried…
Now I’m tired

Outside there's a night
Starry and clear
My head's full of thoughts
Of anger and fear

No more tears
But I've tried
Now there’s nothing
I have tried for so long
But absinth and fear
Been cast aside;
And a lifetime of paintings
Tell me, where I went wrong
Wrapped up and stored
I am tired
Who am I
I have tried
To ask God for more?

I am scared

So, goodbye
(To Vincent van Gogh)

© dp, 2012

Entitled

I won't pray
For you affection
I no longer play that game
I'm my own; I'll never be
Part of your collection
On my soul
You simply can't lay claim

I would wait for you
I'd hurt for you
I'd give away my shirt for you
But you are not entitled to my love

You will not find me
begging
That's no longer who I am

I'd wander foreign shores for you
I would go to war for you
But you are not entitled to my love
I'd lay down my life for you
Yes, I would die for you
But you are not entitled to my love

(solo)

I'd
I won't pray
I would go to war for you
For your affection
But you are not entitled to my love
I no longer play that game
I'd
I'm my own; I'll never be
Yes, I would die for you
Part of your collection
But you are not entitled to my love
On my soul
You simply can't lay claim

You
begging
No

© dp 2012

The Bridge Between Space And Time

Calling out to a cynical world - I'll never
let you become part of me - you see...
there's no place I would rather be than
anywhere else than here

you couldn't care less about who I am - or
what I am - or
where I am

I'm ok with that cause I intend to find
the bridge between space and time

she brings color to my sky
and coolness to the breeze
she is the beauty before my eyes
she is love, she is peace
she is my peace

calling out into the deep dark void
to the zombies and clones
to the mindles androids
I know your dirty little secrets
your can of worms
you're nothing but masks and uniforms

you've draped yourself in the glory and authority
of someone who've learned the answers by heart
you may start by asking the right question... you may find
the bridge between space and time...

Dancer in the Rain

Can you feel how things are changing?
And do you recognize that noise?
A bitter wind; the storm is raging
But will you ever raise your voice?

%$# are calling for the brave to take a stand
To leave the shadows
To take command

If I go there
I’ll belong there
I will live and I will die there
I am gonna be a dancer in the rain

Will we ever make a difference?
Will Goliath ever fall?
We are stained by our indifference
Which is the gravest sin of all

The storm is approaching; we can no longer hide
We’ll face the changes, or we will be swept up by the tide

If I go there
I’ll belong there
I will live and I will die there
I am gonna be a dancer in the rain

If I go there
I’ll belong there
I will live and I will die there
I am gonna be a dancer in the rain

© depresleys, 2009

Purple Cadillac

He rode into the sunset
In a purple Cadillac
He took off with my baby
And I want my baby back

But there’s nothing I can do
Nothing I can do
No, there’s nothing I can do
To heal the pain

He rode into my life
And placed a monkey on my back
Pearly whites and greenbacks
And a purple Cadillac

But there’s nothing I can do
Nothing I can do
No, there’s nothing I can do
To heal the pain

His Cadillac was purple
And I am oh so blue

Nothing I can do
Oh my, oh my
Baby made me blue
Oh my, oh my

And there’s nothing to be done
Nothing to be done
No, there’s nothing to be done
Baby’s gone

© depresleys, 2009

Brother (That Is Freedom Talking)

Brother, that is freedom talking
Brother, that's a rebel yell
Shackled feet's no good for walking
If you never tried--guess it's hard to tell

Brother that is freedom talking
Echoes reaching distant ears
Brother, that is freedom talking
Bringing out our deepest, darkest fears

Winds blew across seven seas
They carried ships and men and guns
Brothers became enemies
Fathers turned against their sons

Brother that is freedom talking
Echoes reaching distant ears
Brother, that is freedom talking
Bringing out our deepest, darkest fears

Nations
Centuries of exploitation
Applied
The rise of many mighty nations

Brother that is freedom talking
Echoes reaching distant ears
Brother, that is freedom talking
Bringing out our deepest, darkest fears

Everything
Empires
Twigs and trunks shake and bend
Circles tend to end up where they start

Brother that is freedom talking
Echoes reaching distant ears
Brother, that is freedom talking
Bringing out our deepest, darkest fears

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