Lyrics & Time
Found poetry often gets an eye-roll of a reputation. It is thought to be hokey or lazy. I’ve always loved it, because to me there is nothing more beautiful than a collection.
Moments that mean a lot in their own time and space never seem to get along with others until placed in a collage. When in a collective though, memories, thoughts, and hopes act like pieces of a heart beating together.
I have listened to so much music over the course of 2019, which became more of a period of growth than an actual year to me, and within it I collected lyrics that felt special. In reflection of the year, I put those special lyrics together in a found poem.
Is the poem reflective of my 2019? Not really. But, it does reflect letting go and holding on and staying still. I don’t know if it means anything at all or if it means something that i’ve yet to realize. Either way:
(All lyrics credited via YouTube link to artist at the beginning of each use).
Against the silver sheen of a moon
like painted glass,
under stars out on a pier
a celestial sphere we were
weightless as the waves that disappeared.
I saw your face and I knew it
was a sign, I still think about
that moment all of the time.
At another place in time only parallel to mine the
universe was alright; And every evening, every time
I keep replaying in my mind and wondering
if you
do the same
But four drinks I’m wasted
I can see you dancing, I can lay down next to
you.
So open up my eyes to a new light; Hold me like
a child, run your fingers through my hair lying
on your couch. We could dream the night away
but there’s a full moon risin’
let’s go
dancing in the light
we know where
the music’s playin’, let’s go out and feel
the night. When your feet just can’t keep still,
I never knew me a better time
and I guess I never will.
I’m nothing more than a page unwritten
on the pavement, blowing in the wind.
You win a lot, and lose
just a little bit more than you gained
in the end. But God, I wish that I was
better than I am, but
no luck. You’re beautiful and I’m insane.
I’m cute; but the film is a saddening bore
‘cause I wrote it ten times or more
it’s about to be writ again.
it’s a minefield to me and I’m watching
every step; And every evening, every time
I keep replaying
in my mind and wondering; I can’t read you
but, if you want,
the pleasure’s all mine.
When you make up your mind I’ll tell you
all my secrets as we slip
between the city streets tonight; we just stay up
all year counting our vices dear,
and the shit that got us here.
I would love to have another drink of coffee,
now and please darling.
Help me smoke this one more cigarette now.
I don’t want no cream and sugar
cause I’ve got you now darling. But
just let me enjoy,
help me to enjoy,
this good time that we’ll have baby; Won’t you
keep me warm tonight?
Spit like a poet’s gun but
say how long can this go? Be so sweet if things just stayed the same;
and for pleasure.
Nothing ever lasts forever. Lost you in the morning
don’t live anywhere, I found myself
when I was going everywhere; And I still wonder
if I still lived in the city, would I see you at a party
take a big sip of my whiskey then leave quickly,
and pray you miss me.
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
hunting the horny back toad.
Oh, I’ve finally decided my future
lies beyond the yellow brick road.
A stranger to my skin, but now I’m braver
in my bones. You see I’m shooting for the moon,
you’re painting me in indigo. I’ve still got so much
love hidden beneath this skin; Sail on silver girl,
sail on by.
Your time has come to shine, all your dreams
are on their way
see how they shine; Maybe everything’s just turnin’ out
how it should be.
