Friday, February 27, 2015

ABOVE THE WIRE

You want to stop it
You can't go on
You think you're dying
The pain's soooo strong...
Your heart can't take it
Your mind's on fire
You want it over
It's so thin...
The wire

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Walking on the wire...
For such a long time now
A true test of balance
That you survive somehow
Oh, the turmoil
That awful mess below
You want it over
Cause all it does is grow...
And you're so tired
So tired
Of the wire
~~*~~

You pray, just end this
Or help me please
You know I give up
I feel so weak...
My heart can't take this
A mind on fire
I want this over
I hate it
This wire

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
You think the wires growing thinner
Feel the strength left start to wither
And the ones who love you closing in
Here to show you...
Show you how you always win...
How you've fought,  and how you've helped
Lift other people from their hell
They all know the you, you sacrifice
Their angel 
Their angel held up by a wire 

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Walking on the wire...
For such a long time now
A true test of balance
And you've survived somehow
Oh, the turmoil
That awful mess below
Leave it down there
And above it float...
Above the wire


Teresa Lynn Johnson
Copyright©2015
Wrdspnr@aol.com

Sunday, February 15, 2015

THE GOOD OLD WAYS

My Grandma had her own way of talking
Words that I've remembered through the years
Like, it's always darkest before the dawn
There's no sense wasting all those tears

Girl, just cause you've got it, don't you flaunt it
But there's never a need to feel ashamed
Stand up straight!

~~~*Chorus*~~~
You clear the table
While I draw a bath
Go throw the chickens
Something to scratch
Stoke up the fire
I'll brew us a pot
Always give the Good Lord
Everything you've got
Don't just stand there
You've got a brain, girl move...
Go do something
Or I'll find something for you..
You don't stop moving till you're dead...
Pay attention...
Act like you've got some sense
~~*~~

My Grandpa had his own way of talking
What he said was profound, but always brief
Lazy is only for the babies
You either work your tail off, or get beat

You're only as good as your word is
No one respects a liar, or a thief
Wash up, let's eat

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
Kids never said that they were bored
Wake up, eat, and do your chores
Your reward was the proud look on their face
Oh Lord I miss them
And the good old ways
~~*~~

~~~*Chorus*~~~
You clear the table
While I draw a bath
Go throw the chickens
Something to scratch
Stoke up the fire
I'll brew us a pot
Always give the Good Lord
Everything you've got
Don't just stand there
You've got a brain, girl move...
Go do something
Or I'll find something for you..
You don't stop moving till you're dead...
Pay attention...
Act like you've got some sense
~~*~~

I think about them..
I'll hear some long lost phrase
And I'll remember
Oh...
I'll remember
The good old ways
~~*~~

Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2015

Sunday, February 1, 2015

RECOVERING YOU

If I could touch my heart
Oh fates believe
I'd protect it
Hold it in gently
Come on lungs breathe...
Feet stand steady
Can't ask myself
Girl, are you ready

~~~*Chorus*~~~
You're here
Outside
I could touch you if I wanted to
Am I 
Ready
Ready to recover you
~~~*~~~

If you would have stayed gone
Gone from my life
I'd have no need
To repossess you
Old addictions...
Can be deadly
Can't ask myself
Girl, are you ready

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
No, I can't ask myself, or shield my heart
Didn't have the time, and as the craving starts
The pain that once killed me
Flashes dimly...
I ask myself
Girl, are you ready
~~*~~

~~~*Chorus*~~~
You're here
Outside
I could touch you if I wanted to
Am I 
Ready
Ready to recover you
~~~*~~~

~~~*Finale*~~~
Opening the door
The kiss is the fix
All I seem to remember
Is the beauty
I've recovered you
Oh...
So ready
~~*~~

Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspn@aol.com
Copyright© 2015

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

I KNEW HIM

He walks along the road
Looking for spare change
Cans and bottles 
That he can trade
His clothes are dirty
And his shoes are taped
I know him..
I know his face

~~~*Chorus*~~~
He's her baby boy
Her only Son
And he breaks her heart
Like no one
Like no one else can do...
Wish I could show him
Show him what he puts her through
~~*~~

You would never know
He's only twenty one
His eyes are old
From the drugs he's done
His mind is jaded
No his thoughts aren't clear
I know him..
Here come the tears

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
Her heart gets weaker every single day
She begs him to come home
Prays that he will change
But he looks right through her
Like she isn't there
He runs away
Too gone to care
~~*~~

~~~*Chorus*~~~
He's her baby boy
Her only Son
And he breaks her heart
Like no one
Like no one else can do...
Wish I could show him
Show him what he puts her through
~~*~~

~~~*Finale*~~~
Wish I could save him
Shake him, make him aware...
I knew him
Knew him before
Before he went out there
I knew him...
~~*~~

Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2015

Friday, December 19, 2014

GOD HAS EYES

Only Cowards rape women
Kill innocent children
Tuck their tails to run and hide...

Oh , but God has eyes

Only demons spread terror
Can still look in the mirror
And not see something vile...

Oh, but God has eyes

He sees the cowards
The scourge of man
The Devil's puppets
The Taliban

Only Cowards destroy life
Think that it's their right
Take their own so they won't pay...

Let me set you straight

You are nothing
We will all survive
We'll live forever

Oh...God has eyes

He sees you cowards
The scourge of man
The Devil's puppets
The Taliban

While you're burning
For your wicked ways
Just remember
Evil always pays

Yes there's a price...
God has eyes

Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright©2014

Mourning the brutal 
attacks of the innocent
So many broken hearts...


Friday, November 21, 2014

GOD'S KIND

The scavengers they feasted
And when the feed was done
The Devil moaned, for evil bones
Left bleaching in the sun

A reign of terror ended
So the Devil's on the hunt
Lock your doors, get blessed before
The setting of the sun

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Memorize the Good Book
Pray to protect yourselves
The Devil, he is on the hunt
And his prey goes straight to Hell
His evil quest
Begins at sunset
~~*~~

A young man was out preaching
To people of the street
The Devil neared, to sniff out fear
And backed off in defeat

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
He sensed a power greater
Than he could ever hope to be
Felt a fire burning hotter
Than the Hell of his retreat
He walked on by...
Just a waste of time...
Didn't even try...
With God's kind
~~*~~

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Memorize the Good Book
Pray to protect yourselves
The Devil, he is on the hunt
And his prey goes straight to Hell
His evil quest
Begins at sunset
~~*~~

~~~*Finale*~~~
You shall find
You'll be just fine
When you're God's Kind
Mmm
God's kind
~~*~~


Teresa Lynn Johnson
Copyright© 2014
Wrdspnr@aol.com

Saturday, November 8, 2014

BE THE RAIN

I don't want to be the jet stream 
That is trailing through the skies
Others reach their destinations
While I'm always left behind

I don't want to be the run-off
Always keeping gutters full
I'd rather be the gentle rain
That helps to make things grow

I'm going to fight
Fight to obtain
What I need...
To be the rain

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Lord please let my life reflect
I've worked hard and done my best
That love always comes to mind
When I do...
Help me to find
Yeah...
Find a way to be the rain for you...
~~*~~

I don't want to be here useless 
Something fallow in the fields
But a crop that feeds the hungry
And sustains all with the yield

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
I want to do more than just exist
Gotta fight for this
It's the only way...
The only way to be the rain
~~*~~

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Lord please let my life reflect
I've worked hard and done my best
That love always comes to mind
When I do...
Help me to find
Yeah...
Find a way to be the rain for you...
~~*~~



Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2014