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THE THINGS I MEANT TO SAY
(T. Beechey)

It seems that lately all I have spinning 'round my head
Are all the itty bitty things I never ever said
So many times I wanted to and countless times I tried
But who knows why? It seems I kept them locked inside
Days turned to weeks then months and years soon a lifetime passed
And what remains are endless tears instead of smiles to last
Oh I'd give everything I had for another day
To hold you close and whisper those things I meant to say.

I meant to say "Good morning" each time you awoke; I meant to say "How are you" whenever we spoke
I meant to say "You're special" when no one seemed to care; I meant to say "I thank you" for being there
I meant to say "I'll help you" no matter what the task; I meant to say "I'll listen" to each question you'd ask
I meant to say "You helped me" for answers you'd give; I meant to say "Cause of you" for reasons that I live.

So many things I meant to say but something always got in the way
Now no one's here to hear a word and so these things will not be heard
But they echo daily in my mind and so I find myself resigned
To listen as my conscience sings these intended but unuttered things.

I meant to say "I'm sorry" when I was wrong; I meant to say "Don't worry" when roads ahead seemed long
I meant to say "I'll lead you" when you couldn't find the road; I meant to say "I'll take it" when you couldn't bear the load
I meant to say nothing at all each time I'd complain; I meant to say "I'll shield you" from every drop of rain
I meant to say "Forgive me" for each tear you'd cry; I meant to say "Give me one chance to tell you why."

So many things I meant to say but something always got in the way
Now no one's here to hear a word and so these things will not be heard
What was I thinking? Why'd I wait? I know it now but now's too late
My heart lies bare with broken strings atop a mound of voiceless things.

I meant to say "I'll find it" when all you sought was time; I meant to say "I'll pull you" over each uphill climb
I meant to say "Take my hand" as each road began to slant; I meant to say "Yes you can" when you said you can't
I meant to say "We did it" as we passed each test; I meant to say "It's over" when we'd find time to rest
I meant to say "Here's the key" to secrets I keep; I meant to say "Dream sweetly" as you closed your eyes to sleep.

So many things I meant to say but something always got in the way
Now no one's here to hear a word and so these things will not be heard
Except by me from the morning sun until the day is finally done
Yes now you're gone and each day brings to mind these never-spoken things.

It seems that lately all I have rolling through my brain
Are all the teeny weeny things I'll never say again
The things I should have said to the one I was with
And all those misspent moments that have faded into myth
So many things I meant to say but something always got in the way
Now no one's here to hear a word and so these things will not be heard
Sometimes at night your name I'll call to a faded frame on a shaded wall ---
I meant to say "I love you"
I meant to say "I love you"
I meant to say "I love you"...
And that one hurts the most of all.

FOREVER INTO THE DISTANT BLUE
(T. Beechey)

Amidst the boundless astral plain,amongst the myriad drops of rain,
Between the moon and sun I've danced in a ceaseless quest to seek romance
But I just had to turn to find that what I sought was right behind
To take my hand and guide me through forever into the distant blue

Within her eyes,therein lies what shade and shadow can't disguise
All that is so pure and true,like when the dawn embarks anew
Spilling forth in lustrous rays,sifting through the mist and haze
Allowing for another chance to glimpse the world at flawless glance
And the images which have been drawn supply the strength to carry on
Over once untrodden ground as time's fabric grows unwound
Hers is truly a lyrical soul - lifting me up,filling the role
Of someone whom I used to know...it seems so very long ago

But also yet,in a way,there remains a sense of yesterday
For but a fleeting twinkling once,I relished the flavors of these wants
I savored every precious drop then,all too soon,it came to stop
Ever since I've longed and yearned for those moments to return
To cast aside shrouds of gloom and breathe in airs of sweet perfume
Nestled in rich bouquets of water lilies by the bay
Just simple pleasures,priceless treasures ---springing forth in spacious measures
Gone not to be revised...till I found the beauty in her eyes

Reviving faith,renewing hope,smoothing out each hill and slope
Granting chance to chances lost regardless of the cause or cost
A time to bask within the rays of playful,carefree summer days
And capture at their greatest heights passions borne on winter heights
Revealed to all,concealed to none --- the time to heal has begun
And I never thought I would see when such a time would come to me
I'm comforted so by its warming glow,more than anyone could ever know
Casting reflections below,above,and all around in hues of love

Now,as anguish goes,I've chance to dose --- at last,a moment for repose
For I've grown weary in my quest,my wounded soul beckons request
The mirrored portraits in her eyes reflect upon the earth and skies
Across the glass I faintly trace a misplaced smile upon my face
When I awake I've come to see these dreams of smiles have come to be
For,within my heart,we are as one in the presence of the setting sun
Underneath a velvet mystic sky as clouded mists go rolling by
Upon a crystalled span of sea awash in sheer tranquility

And,all around,there is no sound --- not even a echoed whisper found
Just she and I within a world so unbridled and unfurled
Her poetic gaze I praise in song as,with the winds,we drift along
Past and beyond the skyline view...forever into the distant blue

SUNRISE
(T. Beechey)

Sunrise --- peeking slowly through the trees,bring me another day to share
Sunrise ---with your warm and gentle breeze,show me just how much you care
Oh,can you read my mind? Can you take away the pain?
Erase all of my yesterdays and let me start again

Sunrise --- collect up all my dreams,turn them into something real
Sunrise --- sew up all my seams,close my wounds and let them heal
Let me know the truth that's concealed behind the lies
Reveal to me the answers and blaze them across the skies

Sunrise --- breathe new life into my soul,tell me I am not wrong
Sunrise --- help me fulfill my role,let me know that I belong
Give to me a reason that I should carry on
Welcome and caress me with each refreshing dawn

Unlock all of your mysteries that have so long been known
Confide in me your secrets,you already know my own
Sunrise --- cast all shadows to the side,light my path so I can see
Sunrise --- be my guardian and guide,take me where I want to be...

SOMEWHERE IT IS WRITTEN
(T. Beechey)

Somewhere it is written,it's anyone's guess
Perhaps by one who wished more and found less
That those who stand in the pouring rain
Seeking a hand only search in vain.

To those who seek shelter in the open air
And continue to swelter when the sun isn't there
To those who awaken to silent screams
Visibly shaken by violent dreams
To those in search of the fruit of life
Only to find the tip of the knife
To those whose visions steadily dim
Till all that left is the top of the rim

Somewhere it is written,in between the lines
Which seldom fit in with the designs
That all that is given is barely received
And all that is taken is rarely believed.

To those who see shadow without hint of light
And a chilled wind blows in the day and night
To those who seek joy in a bottomless glass
And,through brittled hands,all does pass
To those to which time has been unkind
To those who are free yet still confined
To those whose flames have dwindled to embers
And no one,even them,even remembers...

Somewhere it is written,no one knows where
Perhaps by a mitten on the frosted air
That all that is spoken goes forever unheard
And becomes a token to a mislaid word.

THE PIPER
(T. Beechey)

When,all around,there is the sound of peaceful solitude
And the only images to be found exist within the mood
That's the chance to accept the dance even if you can't
You'll find the step where it's kept within the piper's chant

When,all within,the ceaseless din of the world fades away
Allowing for just a moment to breathe the scent of day
That is when you begin again to seek what left so soon
And,when you do,only then will you hear the piper's tune

The whispers in the breezes which appeases and consumes
The ripples in the water,color splashes in the plumes
Blending with the mending of a heart denied in love
This is only but a sampling of all the piper's of

Upon the crests of windfalls,there's no walls to divide
Expressions emerge quickly when there's not a need to hide
From the majestic rise of mountains to fountains spraying mist
This is where,in the fragrant air,you shall feel the piper's kiss

When,all throughout,the cloak of doubt is lifted to reveal
Just what life is all about in all you think and feel
That's a sign to drink the wine,the sweet nectar which abounds
In the presence of the lilting tones amidst the piper's sounds

When all above,below,beyond,there's a bond between the land
And man as he embraces life with a strong and steady hand
That's the time to begin the climb from where you've been so long
And follow the echoes of the chime which exist in the piper's song
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