Jeff Stoddart

Life is what we make it, a cliché but so true
Non the less a truism, it applies to me and you
Our glass may be half empty or our glass may be half full
Whichever way you look at it, it's really beautiful
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Lady Diana are you dreaming, all our tears belong to you
Now the time we shared together has all gone
The love affair which started so many years ago
You came into our lives lost and alone.
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Love and devotion are based on reality
For love must increase as each day goes by
And true love knows no set regularity
Unless it increases it must surely die.
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Take a cabin by a river, on an English summer's day
Watch the waving golden barley from a boat out in a bay
Take the beauty of a sunrise, reds and golds and yellows too.
See the sunlight on a meadow, think my thoughts......and think of you.
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In the glass the other day, an old man with feet of clay
Who used to be a giant in his prime
But the years they take their toll, on the body and the soul
For the times are ever changing all the time.
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Rich in the wild, free, Romany way he rests in Devon earth
Suffering now all gone, he sleeps in the cradle of his birth
And all left behind remember,
A man cut down in the warm September of his years.
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Look at me, here I sit old before my time
Broken dreams around my feet, memories sublime
Aching heart beneath my breast....pain is all I see
Endless days of pity, a requiem for you and me.
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Lost in the mists, and long ago a tiny flame began
Flickered in the dismal gloom, took shape became a man
Trembled as it struggled to warm a cold grey dawn
And the greatest Island nation known to man, was born.
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All my life I have searched for you, everywhere
Across the oceans of my untrammelled mind
And all my life I have prayed for you, somewhere
Dreaming, always hoping I would find
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Inhuman wretch..! one flash and life departs
From downy breast that lately trilled an air
And now the cold grey grip of death it starts
Your dripping blood tempts reynard from his lair.
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One evening many years ago
When I was but a child,
A snowflake fell at Christmas
And I was so beguiled.!
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Life seemed so much easier then, in 1963
And looking back in memory, makes it easier to see
The simple pleasures longed for now,
Which then were given free
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Oh my love you are an island, in this stormy sea of life
An ever ending source of comfort, through the anger and the strife
And my love you stand beside me, helping me when I am lost
As a beacon guides the sailor, though the ship be pitched and tossed.
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And I looked into your eyes, past the sadness and the lies
As I tried to reach the depths of your soul,
But skilfully you turned, as parts within me yearned
To mend the broken pieces..
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Per Ardua Ad Astra, by hardship to the stars
Today man reaches for the moon
Tomorrow maybe Mars.
And as we marvel at these feats,
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The white blanket of winter had gone, giving way to spring
My childs eye filled with wonder, and my heart began to sing
As I walked the lanes of my boyhood, full of gentleness and fun
My innocence like a beacon, shining brightly in the sun.
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As the play draws to its close, and the curtain starts to fall on the eyes once sharp and clear
Now the pupil's getting small and the coldness starts to creep, and the body aches to sleep, comes a memory full and deep
Of a lifetime long ago.
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For fourty years I always thought my father was the best
For fourty years a shining light, passed each and every test,
For fourty years we lived a lie since he and I began
It took his death for me to feel the miseries of man.
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Will you walk with me to the shadowlands, for I can't go on my own
We came this far together, now I'm frightened on my own
Just take my hand and guide me i'll put my trust in you
And if we walk together our love will see us through.
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All the lessons we meet on lifes journey
We never learn, oh never learn
And the paths that we take deep and thorny
No return, no return.
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