Jayson Howard Poems

Lying in your arms, watching the sun come up.
Remember who you are, forget the little stuff.
Because we’ve been running, our time is coming,
to finally let go…
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Leaves are falling now,
like tears to the ground.
I guess times are changing again.
The nights have gotten so cold.
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I can’t take it back,
no, can’t change thing.
So every night when I go home,
I sing.
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You say, we’ve got nothing to worry about.
I guess, I won’t if you really think so.
Of course, now I’m not a mess thanks to you,
So what it no one needs to know.
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Couldn’t believe it,
the words you said to me.
Kept a secret,
but now is has to be,
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You’re walking around, with a pistol in your pocket.
And yeah nothing, nothing’s going to stop it.
Got nothing better to do,
but keep them kids scared of you.
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There are keys that I’m touching.
There’s a song I’m constructing.
Maybe I’ll drive to your island,
so I can search for the words I’m not finding.
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Walking down, the open road,
a breeze through my hair, air between my toes.
I take a look around, and what do I see,
two clouds frowning, staring back at me.
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Floating lighthouses, sinking island trees.
Go grab your stuff, and fly away with me.
Sky sailing, parasailing, we’ll make our escape.
Clocks ticking, our hearts picking, one another, its fate.
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So you know. I have two methods of writing songs.1: I just sit down think of what sounds good, slap it on paper, and type it up.2: I sit down at a piano, sing whatever comes out, and then write it down later, Well, this one is number two. And that method usually makes it much longer, and more, um meaningful. Anyways:

The Moment
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