Autumn's Door...

who am i?
i just dont know anymore!
every page turned betrays the last,
no footprints left on stone!
even crows curse the coming storm,
the pilgrim trudges snowbound fields.
memory dimmed by time and ghosts,
sacrificed to the need for sin!
be that your body?
clothed in naked heat...
or the intimate beckoning of death?
am i then the spring that never came,
that you buried by autumn's door?
the sticky guilt of love unfulfilled,
splattered on the casket's walls!

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I Dont Paint Myself Into Corners

(rebecca lynn howard/trey bruce)
It took a while for me to see things as they were
In the light of truth
It wasnt you,it was me
I let myself get used to drowning in the hurt
Against the wall
Whod of thought,it was me
From there I couldnt even look over my shoulder
I kicked down all the walls and started all over
And I dont paint myself into corners anymore
In a brittle heart of clay
I threw my brushes away
The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me
Are out the door
I dont paint myself into corners anymore
When you left you left me with no other choice at all
But to sink
To my knees,and cry
I never knew just how far a soul could fall
Like a rock
I couldnt stop,didnt try
I locked myself behind shades of misery
But when I let you go,i set myself free
And I dont paint myself into corners anymore
In a brittle heart of clay
I threw my brushes away
The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me
Are out the door
I dont paint myself into corners anymore
The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me
Are out the door
I dont paint myself into corners anymore

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Even The Score

I stayed up all night long
Drinkin and thinkin bout you
Is there anything left at all
Is there anything that I can do
cause I dont know what to say anymore
I dont know how to even the score with you, with you
Starin hard at that big front door
Is it time now to find my shoes
It aint the loss of love no more
Im just tryin hard to live with you
cause I dont know what to say anymore
And I dont know how to even the score with you, with you
With you, with you
cause I dont know what to say anymore
And I dont know how to even the score with you, oh, with you
Is love a question, whos weak, whos strong
I cant see it, wheres a compromise
Its so confusin where this thing has gone
Its gotta stop, youve gotta realize
cause I dont know what to say anymore
And I dont know how to even the score with you, oh, with you
Yes, with you, oh, with you
cause I dont know what to say anymore
And I dont know how to even the score with you, oh, with you
Yes, with you, oh, with you
I dont know what to say anymore
And I dont know how to even the score with you, oh, with you
Yes, with you, oh, with you

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We Cant Love Like This Anymore

Written by john jarrard and wendell mobley
Youre laying right beside me, but youre a million miles away
And if I ask you whats the matter
You dont have much to say
And I can tell that Im not standing
Where I stood with you before
We cant love like this, anymore
Sometimes it makes me angry, but mostly it just hurts
I thought time might make it better
But it only made it worse
And I cant climb these walls youre building
And I cant unlock the door
We cant love like this anymore
Were coming to a crossroad, I can tell
Im not sure wed be this lonely by ourselves
But I wont give up as long as theres a chance
So where we go from here is in your hands
Just say its over, and at least Ill know for sure
We cant love like this, anymore
We cant love like this, anymore

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I Am.... (Your Lover)

i am the broken branch,
blown by the wind.
the key left in the door,
of the empty house.
i am the creek spilled over,
the frog on the bank.
the pot stained by time,
half filled with water.
the young woman giving birth,
and the nurse by her side.
the box of canned goods,
left on the porch.
i am the body naked,
sleeping on the silent bed.
the son killed in the war,
the picture on the wall.
i am the softness of the moth,
long left the body.
i am the kiss of lovers,
at the risk of loss.
i am the body of words,
sent without hope or destination.
i am the hand you thought wind,
blowing the hair from your face.
i am try inspite of,
i am hunger expressed.
the tongue round your heart,
the tear that comes unannounced!
i am the face of the lonely,
and the feet of the pilgrim.
i am your lover,
clothed in rain and mud!

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The Song Of Despair

Somehow you are missing from my memory.
The night falls slowly, coming with tranquillity.
Deserted is our once happy home as you are gone,
my whole life has turned into stone.

You swallowed all our possessions, left an open door,
and only empty spaces on the wooden floor.
In your love I once was lost,
but your betrayal came at an extremely high cost.

You wanted me only for the body’s bliss
and went to a lover and that is the way that it is.
Too many times I had to draw curtains back,
in life and coming death change the ways that you did act.

Too many times as my wife
you were part of me, were too important in my life.
Now what was once ours fades to oblivion,
as life not ending just moves on and on.

This is the time of departure
when birds go to their nests in nature,
when to ashes wood in the fireplace burn,
when you left on a journey of no return.
Much too slowly this night moves on, once happy one.

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Spring On April Avenue

When you dont need me anymore
You realise how much you need me
But I just need you if you not need me
Like the spring on april avenue

Words are wounds
And flowers fly
The smell of dew
Spring on april avenue

The electrification
Every leafs pleasure
Every lightbulb waiting underground
Every child rising through life

Because machines are statues...
Spring on april avenue

Theres no symphony
Just a storm in every eye
Snow in their minds...frozen souls
Spring on april avenue.

Theres too much blinding light
Too many wells, and the walls are coming closer
Too many hearts beating our life
But the heart beat for death not life

Like the spring on april avenue
Divorced...forced from heaven and hell...
Air and the earth...Im...Im...
On april avenue.

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My Soul Confesses...

my soul confesses
to the vast night swallowing
the last remnants of day,
to the unborn child,
unwanted, unnamed!
to the empty grave,
and the dirt praying
for the casket.
to the lover betrayed
by the fear to touch.
to the soul wrapped in cobwebs,
and the heart's body
afraid to be naked.
to the unfulfilled,
the unspoken, and unclaimed.
to the bastard son
of the demon and the mortal.
to the holy infidel,
who tore off his collar.
to the unspoken prayer
of the farmer looking for rain.
to the cell and the gallows,
and the righteous fire.
to the truth written
in the hidden parts of the soul,
to the pilgrim who turned
from salvation to compassion.
and again to the night,
the long night of redemption.
without a trace of regret,
without holding back!

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Dont Want To Fight Anymore

Dont want to fight anymore oh no
Dont want to cry anymore no more
Dont want to fight anymore oh no
Dont want to cry anymore no more
One nation
One family
No limitation
No enemy
No I dont want to fight anymore
No I dont, I dont, no I dont
No I dont want to cry anymore
Dont want to cry
No I dont, I dont
No I dont, oh no
No weapons
No secrecy
All slogans
Blind loyalty
No I dont want to fight anymore
No I dont, I dont, no I dont, no I dont
No I dont want to cry anymore
No I dont, I dont, no I dont, no I dont
You know I dont, you know I dont
You know I dont, you know I dont want to cry
You know I dont, you know I dont
You know I dont, you know I dont
You know I dont, you know I dont
You know I dont, you know I dont want to fight
You know I dont, you know I dont
No righteous
No cruelty
No weapons
No self-defence
No quarrel
No arrogance
No hurt you
Rise above revenge
No I dont want to fight anymore
No I dont, no I dont dont dont
No I dont want to cry anymore
No I dont no I dont
Do I want to fight anymore oh no
Dont want to cry anymore no more
I dont no I dont
No I dont want to fight anymore
I dont no I dont
Dont want to fight anymore oh no
Dont want to cry anymore no more
No I dont want to fight anymore
No I dont no I dont
No I dont want to cry anymore
No I dont no I dont no I dont!

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Slow Down Jackson

(michel brourman/karen gottlieb)
Hmmm...i love to see you when you arent on the run
Looking long and lean and lazy lying in the sun
So, slow down jackson, you dont have to fly anymore
Slow down jackson, love must have left you at my door
Hmmm...youre a runner and you always will be
Maybe you can change your pacin when you are runnin with me
So, slow down jackson, you dont have to fly anymore
Slow down jackson, love must have left you at my door
Hmmm...youre like a rainbow stretched across the sun
Hmmm...my friend jackson, warming everyone
So, slow down jackson, you dont have to fly anymore
Slow down jackson, love must have left you at my door
So, slow down jackson, you were flying solo before
Slow down jackson, love must have left you at my door

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She Cant Help Herself

When she was a baby the world was a picture
One twist of fate took her parents away
On a highway, theyre not coming home
Shes alone
Then strangers appeared gave her love that she needed
Over those green hills and so far away
Like an echo, in the night shed scream
In her dreams
She cant help herself, she cant help herself
She cant help herself crying alone
But theres so many crying like you
When nearly a woman a friend of the family
Took that away that was precious to give
She pretended nothing happened there
Through the years
She cant help herself, she cant help herself
She cant help herself crying alone
But theres so many crying like you
Now she walks alone down the lane made for lovers
Too scared to open her heart to someone
Close the door and push away the pain, once again
She cant help herself, she cant help herself
She cant help herself crying alone
All her bridges were burned long ago
She cant help herself, she cant help herself
She cant help herself crying alone
But theres so many crying like you
Dont cry, leave a light on the landing hall
Dont cry, theres a rainbow behind that door
Just when you cant take anymore
. . . therell be someone to help you to break down the walls
Just when you cant feel anymore
. . . therell be someone to help you to even the score
Just when you cant give anymore
. . . therell be someone to help you to break down the walls
Just when you cant take anymore
. . . therell be someone for sure

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Pirouetting Autumn

The tree blushed - a rude blast of air
Betrayed a shapely bough.
My saddened heart aware
That Nature's clock was chiming,
I froze upon the twelfth
Clanging tone, caught alone,
Staring at a creaking door -
Left ajar for dancing, coloured Autumn,
Pirouetting in her leaves,
While agitated summer creatures
Backed away resignedly,
Sighing in protracted breves.
I turned; gave company;
We stood together, watching
Summer slowly blow away.

Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009


A utumn autumn autumn autumn
Autumn autumn autumn autumn
Autumn autumn autumn autumn
Autumn autumn autumn autumn
Autumn autumn autumn autumn
Autumn autumn autumn autumn
Autumn autumn autumn autumn
Autumn autumn autumn autumn

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No One To Run With

By betts and prestia
(c) 1994 sony music entertainment, inc.
Everybody wants to know where jimmy has gone
He left town, I doubt if hes coming back home
Well tony got a job, three kids and a lovely wife
Working at the commerce bank for the rest of his life
[chorus]
Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody left to do the crazy things we used to do before
Nobody left to run with anymore
Im gonna hit the road, adios my friend
Go someplace and start all over again
Dont know where Im going, like a gypsy out on the road
Ill go someplace and join a traveling show
[chorus]
Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody wants to do the crazy things we used to do before
Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody left to run with anymore
I think jimmy must have had the right idea
Packed his stuff and he got right out of here
I dont know where hes at but Im sure that hes ok
Now I realize what jimmy was trying to say
[chorus]
Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody wants to do the crazy things we used to do before
Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody left to run with anymore

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Even The Romantic Twilight Is Lost To Us

Even the romantic twilight is lost to us,
we do not anymore wander hand in hand
as we once did, constantly from me
your face now is hid, as if there is something

that will betray your feelings, maybe guilt
that is caught in your glance, something
that I battle to decipher, maybe a hidden thing
while I see the sun dropp right into the sea.

Happy moments I still do remember,
as if love has left so unexpected suddenly
and while you are here with me
it feels as if you are very far away

and I remember how you did cling to me,
with your body wrapped right around mine,
your intimate breath blowing against my cheek,
your skin clinging to mine as if we were one

but that is another chapter in another book,
a time and place that is very long gone
and now your image in my memory recedes
is swept away by the falling twilight.

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About Last Night.....

i finally went to bed at
1: 30 a.m. and when i undress myself
as i usually do,
when i turned off the light
you turned it on
in a little while you while naked
went up bed
and walked towards the door
opened it and then closed it again
as though darkness
when the lights were turned off again
was a big mouth
eating the whole of your naked body
and then
gone

i wished i were asleep.
but it wasn't
because the following morning
the whole room was as silent as
clothes on the floor
without a body.

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Dont Tell Me What To Do

(max d. barnes/harlan howard)
(track 3 - time 3:12)
We tried and we tried but its over
Guess I didnt fit the imagine in your mind
Now you tell me to find another lover
But baby arent you gettin outta line
Dont tell me what to do
Youve already said we are through
Im a page that you have turned
Im no longer your concern
So dont tell me what to do
Ill love you forever if I want to
Youre no longer in charge on my thinkin
Youre already in love with someone else
So if Im into all night honky tonkin
Well Im a big girl, I can take care of myself
So dont tell me what to do
Youve already said we are through
Im a page that you have turned
Im no longer your concern
So dont tell me what to do
Ill love you forever if I want to
So dont tell me what to do
Youve already said we are through
Im a page that you have turned
Im no longer your concern
So dont tell me what to do
Ill love you forever if I want to

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When You Feel The Coming.....

there is a time when you feel the coming
of the end of time,
mind you, i may be subjective
too subjective on this,
i may ask you to pause for a little
understanding
like: we go naked in bed and i do not feel anything
and you sleep soundly and the rain comes in
through a half-open window and i do not close it
but i open the door and naked
still i go outside the yard
and it is too cold and i let the rain fall throughout my body
and i know it is very cold at this hour of
the night
but as i am telling you
when you feel the coming of the end of time
you disregard cold
and warmth and yes that is it:

you feel nothing anymore
at all.

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Crystal

Were like crystal, we break easy
Im a poor man, if you leave me
Im applauded, then forgotten
It was summer, now its autumn
I dont know what to say, you dont care anyway
Im a man in a rage (just tell me what Ive got to do), with a girl I betrayed
Here comes love, its like honey
You cant buy it with money, youre not alone anymore, (whenever youre here with me),
You shock me to the core, you shock me to the core
Were like crystal, its not easy
With your love, you could feed me
Every man, and every woman
Needs someone, so keep it coming
Keep it coming, keep it coming, keep it coming
Keep it coming, keep it coming, keep it coming
Keep it coming
I dont know what to say, you dont care anyway
Im a man in a rage (just tell me what Ive got to do), with a girl I betrayed
Here comes love, its like honey
You cant buy it with money, youre not alone anymore, (whenever youre here with me),
You shock me to the core, you shock me to the core
Keep it coming, keep it coming, keep it coming
Keep it coming, keep it coming, keep it coming
Keep it coming, keep it coming, keep it coming

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In The Footprints of My Mother

In the footprints of my mother,

I shall step to you.

In the footprints of my mother,

I shall stay innocent and true.

In the footprints of my mother,

I shall not give up hope.

In the footprints of my mother,

I shall give you my love note.

In the footprints of my mother,

Lead me to a better path.

In the footprints of my mother,

I shall releive in her wrath.

In the footprints of my mother,

I shall cure all of your pains.

In the footprints of my mother,

I shall bring you great reigns.

In the footprints of my mother,

I shall unleash the angels of truth.

In the footprints of my mother,

I shall defeat the evils booth.

The footprints of my mother,

led me straight to you.

The footprints of my mother,

Shown me I have nothing left to loose.

The footprints of my mother,

Guieded me towards the compelling lights.

The footprints of my mother,

Guided me towards the love of my life.

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Your Naked Eyes

Naked and Vulnerable,
I lie before you
For you to behold me
With your naked eyes…

Beautiful and Ugly
I lie before you
For you to assess me
With your naked eyes…

Drenched in Love
I lie before you
For you to reciprocate
With your naked eyes…

Doused in Passion
I lie before you
For you to arouse me
With your naked eyes…

The Goddess in Me
Lying before you,
Asking
The God in you
To propitiate her
With his heavenly body
And naked eyes…

As you devour me
And savour me
In the heat and the sweat
Of our spiritual ‘coming’
I transfix my gaze
On your naked eyes…

When you smile back
In opulent ecstasy
I feel so blissful
And so peaceful
In this shameless abandonment
To your naked eyes…

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By Unmarked Graves....

i read the labels of soup cans,
the poetry of mechanized food.
while children starve in the back seats,
of cars up on blocks.
and cell phones pray with neon glow,
to the souls of the fathers
buried in unemployment lines.
heartless bastards wave numbing flags,
guarding the border, masks and rifles cocked.
bars on the windows of pregnant schools,
where freedom unravels with sterile yawns.
the fields are quiet, bodies decompose...
crows pick fruit from trees long dead.
microwave Jesus's fill plastic bowls
with fingers severed from forgotten hands.
live or die, most choose death!
young lovers taunt roaches on motel walls.
the wheels of justice groan in the heat,
and darkness erect, prophesies.
the labels of soup cans,
and the brim of old hats!
leaving only tongues left naked
by unmarked graves!

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