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Wednesday 27 January 2016

Transient Life

Sitting on a tree-lined street
Bein' ignored by those you meet,
Holding onto your see-through friend. 
No one knows why you're here;
The days and nights that you fear,
Hoping they will come to an end

Grasping onto empty dreams.
No one's life is what it seems.
Rainbows fade and summers never stay. 
Tears fall and hearts are shattered. 
Families fail like they never mattered.
Children grow, leave school and move away.

Standing on the edge of life.
No one's girl and no one's wife.
Holding onto memories of the past.
Happy minutes, happy hours,
Fade and die like yellow flowers.
In your heart you knew they wouldn't last!

Grasping onto empty dreams.
No one's life is what it seems.
Rainbows fade and summers never stay. 
Tears fall and hearts are shattered. 
Families fail like they never mattered.
Children grow, leave school and move away.

Chasing rainbows for their end - 
Golden riches, as your friend.
Hitting every target, every goal! 
Life is lived on making deals,
Massive houses, alloy wheels,
These are empty when you have no soul!

Grasping onto empty dreams.
No one's life is what it seems.
Rainbows fade and summers never stay. 
Tears fall and hearts are shattered. 
Families fail like they never mattered.
Children grow, leave school and move away.

Riches never satisfied
Money lost, makes grown men cry
Cars will rust, and thieves break in and steal.
Love your neighbour as yourself,
Give to those who need your help.
These are things which make our love real

Living life is more than money,
Satisfaction, it ain't funny,
When you find it in a whiskey glass. 
You will grow old and memories will pass!

Come and stand here by the cross
There's much to gain, none a loss!
The Man we see, fixes broken hearts.
The only bottle's filled with tears,
He will take away your fears.
His eternal love, will not depart!

Come, He takes you by the hand, 
Leads you to a promised land,
Where fountains flow and love never dies. 
No more tears, no broken dreams,
Living water, eternal streams. 
Salvation, which money can't buy!


© Carolyn Davison 27th January 2016


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