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I Will Stand, Alone

24 Nov

I will stand, alone,
a mountain in a vast expanse of hills
The sunlight when the breath of winter chills
The living far beyond what suffering kills

I will stand, alone
And some will look to me to lead the way
And you could ever take this fire away
As legend, I am built to never sway

I will stand, alone
Dreaming of the times I stood by you
Dreaming of when you stood by me too
Dreaming that the ending isn’t true

I will stand, alone
Wishing for the day when you return
Wishing for the heat of love, its burn
Wishing away the pain I’ve had to learn

I will stand, alone
For I don’t feel the emptiness at all
And from my mountain I will never fall
And you would never hear me if I’d call

I will stand, alone
Because I’m stronger than I was before
And life will always offer something more
Possibly ‘til I find heaven’s shore

I will stand, alone

October 20, 1986

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All About

24 Nov

Reality has overflowed, he felt the weight of living
It brought him down too low, with too much hurt
Clock tolls and its time to go, so, bled of all his giving
On the road to find his new home in the dirt

Some would say a one-man show. Some would rude fool
Others that he simply loved to live
He’d smile and say he didn’t know, cocked cigarette and cool
But it was his soul, no one else’s soul to give

He gave his gift ‘til timely death, with prideful pain intense
Though, it really seems he hid it from us all
Needing just to be the best and yes, somehow it all makes sense
It truly was his rise that caused his fall

The day the bow was drawn, it released him cross the sun
Catapulted by the need to see it all
And the upon descending, when he knew his life was ending
Thought, “is that what it’s all about after all?”

October 18, 1986

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Of My Understanding

24 Nov

I will walk among you, not before you or behind
Within you and above you, one and all inside my mind
I won’t pity you, more than I would myself
The people wait for you to speak, but go there for yourself

If I could raise the dead or maybe heal the blind with love
Who would I be to you, perhaps a savior from above?
I could fall for you, we all will fall eventually
No need for me to follow you or you to follow me

What if I could die and rise again and still be dead
Need I hang upon a cross a crown of thorns upon my head?
Then would you understand my wishes for mankind
Crucified or not my wishes will be left behind

I leave you now, I’ve left before, I’m here in every breath
I’ll never be to you what I was to me before my death
Think and listen to yourself, your heart won’t lead you wrong
You decide who’s saving you, life is short, forever’s long

June 19, 1986

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Mother’s Wedding

24 Nov

Our lifelong walk to heaven’s gate, is touched by caring hands of fate
Sometimes mysterious, sublime, sometimes made visible in time
Who’s taking care of me I ask, with me it’s not an easy task
Manifest in many ways, each time anew, through all our days

The love surrounding life shines through, the light shines brightly down to you
My mother joins a man today and love has then too come my way
That man touches my life now and I’ll return his love somehow
I do not know just how today but universal law would say

‘round it will go, ‘round it will come, right back to where it started from
if so caught up in seeing how, I might forget to just love now
To thank and give and be alive, with those I love, with whom I thrive
It is so simple, not so tough, just loving back can be enough

My mother has her day today, her love has his a different way
I am just here to send along a blessing in a childlike song
If they’ll receive, I’ve had my day and will continue in this way
As long as I’m upon the earth, for love as much, I thank my birth

March 1986

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Dance

24 Nov

your lonely thoughts of yesteryear
wishing you could have them here
but time will not agree another chance

consider it a sweet ballet
you’ve silken tights and gold lamee
so tragic that you never learned to dance

when all was said, you’d nothing done
no penance paid to anyone
the orchestra played on for those who did

in time they found you told untruths
for needing how the pain it soothes
for your life not a beggar’s price they bid

your worth was taken not as much
dirt and lies no one would touch
you prayed for their forgiveness to be saved

And without answering your call
They filed out singing one and all
“You’re mixed up in the message and depraved”

March 14, 1986

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My Vanity

24 Nov

I watch today’s time run out
into a midnight dirge
I hold it in my hand and rest it
poised upon the verge of mere beginning

from birth to death my holy breath
is unaware of reason
my life lives me until i free
the death of every season in my sinning

I speak of visions seen
a frenzied fire, a tragic dream
it burns away reality
to alter what is deemed as human terror

the moments missed are full of blissful
cricket’s song of old
the moments had are truly sad
or, that’s what I’ve been told by human error

March 12, 1986

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Planned

24 Nov

over kingdoms ruled in pleasure
under skies of haunted sin
betwixt the gist of fallen angels
a sleeping fear waits to begin

abreast the living dreaming spectre
we circle ‘round the sun to live again
soaring high to breathe addictions nectar
resting only for a moment in the
stale unceasing den

March 9, 1986

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