Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Colorblind


So, I wrote this random song a while ago... Maybe someday I'll get music to it. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! Suggestions welcome. :)

Ring wraiths taking all the power.
Good things dying every hour.
Rainbows spilling out my shoes 
Have you heard the same old news?

Put my feet outside the door
Don't know if I'm safe anymore
Blinding colors shout hooray
What a mixed up holiday.

CHORUS:
Somethin' somethin's gotta change!
This place is, this place is getting strange. 
Everything and nothing's in our way.
This colorful black world is turning grey.

Trust is turning into dust.
Love is turning into lust.
How are we supposed to find
The light if we are colorblind?

Confetti plugging all the ears
Wake up and see the party's tears.
Smiling, but inside were lost
Is it really worth the cost?

CHORUS

This life seems like paradox,
It lifts you up, knocks off your socks.
Spins you around, then throws you down.
Makes you laugh then sends a frown.

What can we do to make it stop?
It's a scary, lofty drop.
The flashing lights and movie screens
Just seem to be a fading dream.

CHORUS:

What can we do? What can we say?
What won't we do? What won't we say?
What will we do? What will we say?
This colorfully black world's turning grey.
This colorfully black world's turning grey.

CHORUS.



A Small Cloud Floating By.

 One upon a time there was
A small cloud floating by
He looked down from his lofty
Place up in the sky.

Children lay upon the grass
Looking up at him
Pointing at the different shapes
That they saw therein.

Some saw a unicorn
Some saw a tall giraffe
Some saw a jolly bearded man
That made them simply laugh.

Others gazed at him and thought
They saw a dragons head.
Others said he looked as if
He were a fox or loaf of bread.

All this time, the little cloud
Wondered who he really was.
"Who is right or wrong? He asked.
What is my one true cause?

Children think I'm mythical.
Scientists think I'm H2o.
Some think I'm the heavens.
Artists think that I'm a show.

Can I just be one certain thing?
Can't I just be one small cloud?
I think that's what I am,
I'll just be that for now."

But once the little cloud
Had settled as a cloud
The winds began to roar
And thunder clapped aloud.

The cloud was drifting from his place.
He was filled with such despair
And he began to cry.
Raining everywhere.

Suddenly he found himself
A mess upon the floor.
Now he was a puddle.
A splash, and nothing more.

So forlorn, he sat there.
Thinking joy could be no more.
For he was so transformed.
So different from before.

People stepped on him.
Not giving it one thought.
He felt so trampled in this state.
Like something quite forgot.

He felt like he was sinking.
Right into dirty ground.
Lower even then before.
Gone, without a sound.

But then he found himself.
Rushing very fast.
Down into a lake
Quite beautiful and vast.

This lake was very still.
Quite calm and undisturbed.
He pondered on his journey.
All the places he had served.

Suddenly the sun shone.
Bright and beaming glad.
He felt lifted right up.
He was no longer sad.

He looked around and found
He was a cloud again.
And yet not quite the same.
For he'd learned something since then.

He knew many things now
Since the thunder storm
He didn't have to be
A certain shape or form.

He could be a rain cloud.
He could be a puddle too.
He could be a dragon
Or a lake of dazzling blue.

Fitting in just couldn't work.
He's a cloud, a lake, rain pour.
He didn't have to be one thing.
He was made for so much more.


Saturday, October 17, 2015

Ray of Hope

There are those that are so weary,
Burdened down with life's cruel ways.
Waiting for a glimpse of something
Any hope or sunshine ray.

Why not be that glimpse of sunshine? 
Why not be a beacon bright?
Why not show how much your grateful
By serving those who need the light.

Loves transforms the yearning soul
It brightens longing eyes.
It saves that suffering someone
Who's been hurting from the lies.

Lets change the world for better.
With thankful centered minds.
Transforming lives forever
One service at a time.