Wish You Were Gone |
Wait, wait for me,
I'm coming, after you,
My sweetest little dear!
I can't resist the touch of your smile,
The touch of your smile,
Listen to me;
The touch of your smile!
I am happiest when you'...
Posted by Ernest A. Garcia on Fri, 31 Aug 2007 07:18:00 PST |
The Good Bombs |
I can't try and pretend it didn't happen,
The bombs went off in my head.
The games we still try.
I'm not sure what for.
And their isn't anywhere I want to be,
Anywhere at all.
Nowhere makes any se...
Posted by Ernest A. Garcia on Sun, 05 Aug 2007 04:24:00 PST |
Came Again, Another Way |
Trying to keep you in my thoughts
I'm passing by on the train,
As I sit on the bench waiting,
Listening to a musician, remembering
If only fleeting smiles and laughter,
Trying to listen to you tal...
Posted by Ernest A. Garcia on Fri, 03 Aug 2007 07:17:00 PST |
Slobber-ring of fire |
Haven't done anything for you,
Couldn't we aim for something done well,
With our hopes on fire,
Hopes meteorically risen,
And where is the time I've lost, the time I've lost where did it go?
Sani...
Posted by Ernest A. Garcia on Wed, 01 Aug 2007 08:56:00 PST |
All along waiting wintry passage back north. |
I.
Icicles off the gutters;
There's a frosty wind,
And all the land is dark.
Headlamps are working,
After the motor runs,
And it's leaving for heat,
That they're doing.
The baby's in pop's arms,
...
Posted by Ernest A. Garcia on Wed, 01 Aug 2007 08:17:00 PST |
Song In The Cold |
Blowing up the mountain,
What comes down?
Coming down the mountain,
After blowing up?
Crazy in love;
Does that count for anything,
Does anything have to make sense?
Does the mountain need to blow ...
Posted by Ernest A. Garcia on Wed, 25 Jul 2007 05:04:00 PST |
Happier Here Now |
Blues drunk,
There isn't a well enough for us,
When the blues hits hard.
Their jails and infirmaries,
And those I know.
But their isn't a place in the world that keeps it,
That keeps it in a way y...
Posted by Ernest A. Garcia on Sun, 22 Jul 2007 01:54:00 PST |
Penetrating Angel |
Thinking of you,
Never ended, it's hope;
That we'll be having fun,
Soon again,
Taking off,
You're loving hasn't ever changed,
And it's hope I have for you,
It's hope and love;
Nothing changed...
Posted by Ernest A. Garcia on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 12:30:00 PST |
Yes, Bitter |
Some things fall,
And some things break,
I am not the master of these things,
Or am I the fault,
Between us,
Whoever knows,
Whoever could tell,
Knows too much.
Things break for no reason,
And...
Posted by Ernest A. Garcia on Wed, 18 Jul 2007 07:39:00 PST |
Practica Pre-Formed |
Mejor dicho,
Que espresado,
Tanto mentiras entre nosotros.
Y yo aceptandolo.
Triste que nunca llore,
Los tiempos que te vi morir.
Los tiempos te vi caller.
Soy inhumano.
Soy usted.
Y por eso, nada ha...
Posted by Ernest A. Garcia on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 08:04:00 PST |
