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God Willin’
05:22
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Devil jump on ya
when you least expect it
with blood lust in his eyes
but you’ll pull through
like you always do…
God willin’ and the creek don’t rise
Tax man poundin’ hard on your door
taking everything your money implies
without turning to crime,
you‘ll survive on a dime…
God willin’ and the creek don’t rise
The rivers can flood
And the levies break
But you know you gonna do
Whatever it takes
God willin’
Shacked up for love, but it didn’t work out
ain’t it painful when the love all dies?
but you’ll get off the street
and find someone sweet…
God willin’ and the creek don’t rise
Until the Lord himself
Knocks you off your feet
You keep on swingin’
And you can’t be beat
God willin’
Screaming Boss Man Jack, ‘bout to
break your back
all your time out the window flies
you just smile and pick up his slack
because one day, you’ll get him back…
God willin’ and the creek don’t rise
To pay your bills, you need a little scratch
so you borrow from Frankie
but there’s just one catch:
Frankie is one of them connected type guys
The juice is steep but you better not renege
less’n you want ol’ Frank to break your leg
but you just know you’ll pay it off…
God willin’ and the creek don’t rise
Drowning sorrows, feelin’ bereft
you done lost a friend
and didn’t have but one left
and now that joker’s runnin’ around town,
spreading rumors and lies
Such a double crossin’ can’t happen twice
because after all, most folks is nice;
at least, that is…
God willin’ and the creek don’t rise
Show ‘em a whole army
Can’t ring your bell
The devils, cheats and liars
They can all go to hell
God willin’
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2. |
Blood in the Glass
06:32
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You’d only call it a disaster
If you were trying extra hard to be nice
But all the niceties were
Crushed up for the mix drinks
Because the party was all out of ice
Hush, little baby.. don’t you bitch, now
We’ve laid waste to all your pesky fears
Just listen to the soft voice of certain death
How it whispers such sweet things in your ears
I woke this morning to the sweet sounds
Of everything falling apart
I can’t find the glue, anywhere I look
And I know better than to look in my heart
Doom arrived late night at the soirée
As I passed by, I kicked it in the clutch
I wasn’t mad at all about what it planned to do
Only that a few, it wouldn’t touch
Gentleman and ladies all line up now
To stab the eyes, each one has a go
Don’t waste your breath, explaining to them how
They only blind themselves… they already know
Don’t stop the show, it’s all too much fun
Admission price is all the useful parts
We sold it all off, dirt cheap, no reservations
And long ago, we emptied out our hearts
I remember sunny days and bird songs
But all these things are swiftly brushed aside
For the sounds of ourselves,
The images of others;
Both from which, we vainly seek to hide
I found a thousand beautiful reasons
Then, was told I needed one thousand and one
Things like joy, a heart full of kindness,
A chameleon face and a gun
Blood in the glass, broken glass on the ground
Broken glass and blood on the blade
Note the irony with a wry, little smile
It’s the finest contribution that I’ve made
Watch the smoke rising, a sigh of contentment
The finest contribution that I’ve made
It’s getting much harder to keep it all down
Throwing it away might be smart
When all of it is burned, black, full of poison
Most especially in the heart
I woke this morning to the sweet sounds
Of everything falling apart
I can’t find the glue, anywhere I look
And I know better than to look in the heart
We all know there’s nothing
There to find, in our hearts
©2021 Kevin Trent Boswell
https://Patreon.com/Magus72
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I searched high and low, trying to find
A little comfort and peace of mind
Of all the places I’ve been, I have to say
This is the one where I’d most like to stay
Tracing over all my memory
I can’t recall any place I’d rather be
So many places, so many names
So many dreams that went up in flames
I’ve thought it over and I can’t deny
Your arms feel like a nice, quiet place to die
You feel like a nice, quiet place to die
I’ll wait right here and let it all pass by
Search all you want but you’ll never see
A place that’s always trouble free
This is as good as it ever gets to be
This right here, you and me
I’ve thought it over and I won’t lie
Your arms feel like a nice, quiet place to die
You feel like a nice, quiet place to die
I’ll wait right here and watch it all pass by
A nice, quiet place to die
A nice, quiet place to die
A nice, quiet place to die
Let it all pass on by
©2022 Kevin Trent Boswell
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4. |
White Elephant
07:03
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If I’d known all of this, back then,
I’d have learned how to leave
Arguing for something
In which you never believed
Hidden beneath gifts and gestures
And a sexy smile
Promises of forever,
Dipped in poison and guile
“Nothing is wrong.”
A comforting lie you could sell
And I vaguely recall something about
Good intentions in hell
The dark witch’s oracle warned,
I shouldn’t let you pass
I taught myself to trust your love
And it bit me in the ass
White elephant on the bed
Whispers softly,
“Come hide in the silence
Of secrets and shadows, with me.”
Mocked me at every chance,
Made sure everyone heard
For cruelty such as this,
I’m not sure that I know the word
Revenge is ill-suited to love
And so, I decline
The idea that mercy is weakness
Is yours and not mine
The way you spit venom
At those who tried to help you
I’ve no need to raise my bitten hand,
Your destroyer is you
The dark witch’s oracle warned,
I shouldn’t let you pass
I taught myself to trust your love
And it bit me in the ass
White elephant on the bed
Whispers softly,
“Come hide in the silence
Of secrets and shadows, with me.”
“Come hide in the silence
Of secrets and shadows, with me.”
©2022 Kevin Trent Boswell
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5. |
Adaptation
09:00
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6. |
Full Moon Song
07:19
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Sometimes I find out things about me
Just a little bit more than I’d ever want to know
Kind of put a damper on a real good mood
Just when I was sure I was on a roll
I was sure I was
In the face of greatness, we often feel small
Yeah, the Full Moon, she spits in my eye
And wouldn’t we all just love to know
Ooh, yeah... exactly why
I know I would
I look for answers in the other dimensions
I listen for stories that cannot be told
I seek someone to take my confessions
And if there is no one, then I want control
God knows, I could use some control
Control
If you could only see what I saw
You’d surely say that I’d lost my mind
But I know it’s true that all are one and one is all
I’ve seen it going on, all the time
Anyway you turn the question,
It cannot be answered
But anyway you turn the answer,
It cannot be questioned
I took a toothless profession in cancer
On a slighted word, best not to mention
No, no
And I look for answers in the other dimensions
I listen for stories that cannot be told
And I’ll do anything for direction
Anything short of sell my soul
If I’ve got one to bargain away
Away
Away
©2022 Kevin Trent Boswell
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7. |
Something Like a Rainbow
07:36
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Lost and alone and wandering
Finding a true friend there, in the rain
Hold fast, together
Warmth in a lover’s arms
Loving each other heals the pain
A soft and gentle light, to lead the way
Something like a rainbow
So many things we were told we’d see
Most of them never came to be
But no one can explain the redeeming grace
That shines from the light in your face
A soft and gentle light, it leads the way
Something like a rainbow
And it shines into forever
Walk in its light, into forever
So many things we were told we’d see
Most of them never came to be
Still, no one can explain the redeeming grace
That shines when a smile is upon your face
A soft and gentle light, it leads the way
Something like a rainbow
Soft and gentle light, it leads the way
Something like a rainbow
And its light goes into forever
Ride the light into forever
©2022 Kevin Trent Boswell
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8. |
Intergalactic Funk #72
09:12
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9. |
Slumber
07:57
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Sand filling up the tired eyes
All things fall now into slumber
Drifting down on hazy memories
Of many bright things when we were younger
Falling, from the trembling hands
Long, forgetful dance of forever
I thought for a moment, of you
Of how you smiled and said “Never”
Sing to me one more time, softly
That sweet tune of all this
So when I close my eyes to wander
The thing I recall will be your kiss
Listen now for the footsteps
Of what draws closer to claim
A boundary, too clear to miss
Even when you try hard not to aim
Wonderful it was, full of wonder
Nothing speaks so plain
Sparks drifting into endless space
Stillness throughout all these remains
Plucked a bright star out of the darkness
Watched it flicker, as long as I could
Nothing holds this light forever
Everything goes as it should
Sing to me, one more time, so softly
That sweet, sweet tune of all this
So when I close my eyes to wander
The last thing I know is your kiss
©2022 Kevin Trent Boswell
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Same lyrics as Full Moon Song, just backward and compressed into a super-concentrated heroic-size dose, big enough to kill an adult, or make them into an angel, whichever happens first.
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Trent Boswell Portland, Oregon
Trent Boswell is a thing that once blinked briefly in and out of existence. It made noises and gestures while it lasted. The nature of its demise is unclear. Some sources say it collapsed beneath the weight of entropy and time. Other facts suggest the possibility it was destroyed by a predator, an accident, or perhaps even by itself. The truth of the matter is unknown. Luckily, no one cares. ... more
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