Monday, September 28, 2020

THE WORDSMITH MILL: I KNOW A PLACE

THE WORDSMITH MILL: I KNOW A PLACE:   I KNOW A PLACE   WRITTEN BY   JEFF R HILTON   SEPTEMBER 2020     THERE'S A PLACE WHERE   WE CAN SEE   THINGS JUST AS THEY    WERE MEAN...

I KNOW A PLACE

 


I KNOW A PLACE

 

WRITTEN BY

 

JEFF R HILTON

 

SEPTEMBER 2020

 

 

THERE'S A PLACE WHERE

 

WE CAN SEE

 

THINGS JUST AS THEY 

 

WERE MEANT TO BE

 

THERE'S A PLACE WHERE

 

GENTLE BREEZES BLOW

 

THERE'S A PLACE WHERE

 

LOVE FLOWS, LIKE THE STREAM

 

BENEATH A CANOPY OF GREEN

 

SWEET WATER

 

LIKE SUMMER RAIN

 

LYING BACK INSIDE

 

THE RAYS OF SUN

 

ISN'T IT GOOD TO BE BACK AGAIN

 

 

DO YOU FEEL

 

WHAT I'M FEELING

 

MY HEART RISING

 

LIKE ITS LEAVING

 

FLYING TO THE STARS

 

THAT MAKE UP THE SKY

 

DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH

 

BETTER I CAN DESCRIBE

 

THIS FEELING INSIDE OF ME

 

I KNOW A PLACE

 

ITS YOU

 

LOVE FLOWS LIKE THE STREAM PASSING

 

THROUGH THE TREES 


MOON LIGHTS SHINING DOWN


MAGICS IN THE AIR


I COULD SWEAR


THAT YOU KNOW


BEFORE I SAY, BEFORE I DO


NO SECRETS SAFE FROM YOU


I COULD TRY


BUT WHATS THE POINT


WHEN THERE'S NOTHING TO HIDE


FROM YOU


YOU CAN SEE THE LIGHT


INSIDE MY HEART,  MY HEAD, MY DREAMS


AND EVERYWHERE IN BETWEEN


A HARD PLACE AND ME



NEVER FARAWAY


CLOSER TO MY HEART


ALWAYS THERE


RIGHT FROM THE START


I KNOW A PLACE ITS YOU


THERE'S  A LOT OF LOVE


I NEED TO BE


ITS SOMEWHERE


RIGHT HERE INSIDE OF ME


 

Tuesday, September 22, 2020

THE WORDSMITH MILL: KEEP MY FEET

THE WORDSMITH MILL: KEEP MY FEET:   KEEP MY FEET   WRITTEN BY   JEFF R HILTON   2020-09-22   MOONLIGHT SHINING DOWN   ALL AROUND US   I'M SO GLAD I SAW THE WAY   TO YOUR ...

KEEP MY FEET

 


KEEP MY FEET

 

WRITTEN BY

 

JEFF R HILTON

 

2020-09-22

 

MOONLIGHT SHINING DOWN

 

ALL AROUND US

 

I'M SO GLAD I SAW THE WAY

 

TO YOUR HEART

 

HURRIED EVERY STEP

 

NOT TO MISS THE CHANCE

 

TO TAKE YOUR HAND

 

LEND YOUR LOVE TO GUIDE ME

 

FROM SOME DARK CORNER

 

INTO YOUR LIGHT

 

 

YOUR SAVING GRACE FINDS ME

 

I NEED NO OTHER SIGN

 

I DON'T NEED CONVINCING

 

I'M ALREADY COMMITTED TO THIS

 

SPINNING EVER FASTER

 

TRYING TO KEEP MY FEET

 

MAKE SOME TIME AND STILL

 

GET SOME SLEEP 

 

CAUGHT BETWEEN THE TWILIGHT

 

 AND THE DAWN 

 

THE SKIES REVEAL THE STARS

 

AND WONDERS HOLD ME FAST

 

I TRY TO PASS 

 

I CLOSE MY EYES

 

MYSTERIES DEMAND ME

 

TRY TO COMMAND MY ATTENTION

 

MAKE ME FORGET WHY I CAME

 

THERE'S NO ELSE TO BLAME BUT ME

 

 

SHE LIES SLEEPING

 

THAT'S WHERE I'M GOING TO

 

IF I MAY JOIN HER

 

BEFORE THE NIGHT IS THROUGH

 

WITH ONE HAND

 

I FEEL YOU THERE

 

SO UNAWARE

 

WHY DO I STILL INSIST

 

I SHOULD BE DREAMING 

 

JUST LIKE YOU

 

IT GOES THAT I'VE TRIED TO

 

 

I TRY TO KEEP MY FEET

 

AS IT SPINS EVER FASTER

 

I KNOW I'LL MAKE IT THROUGH

 

SOMEWHERE TWEEN TWILIGHT AND DAWN 

 

I'LL CARRY ON

 

UNTIL I FIND A WAY

 

TO KEEP ME

 

SQUARELY IN YOUR SIGHTS 

Friday, September 18, 2020

THE WORDSMITH MILL: RIP TIDE

THE WORDSMITH MILL: RIP TIDE:   RIP TIDE   WRITTEN BY   JEFF R HILTON   SEPTEMBER 2020     YOU SEE THE SKIES   CHANGE FROM BLUE TO GRAY   SEE THE SEASON SLIPPING AWAY   I...

RIP TIDE

 


RIP TIDE

 

WRITTEN BY

 

JEFF R HILTON

 

SEPTEMBER 2020

 

 

YOU SEE THE SKIES

 

CHANGE FROM BLUE TO GRAY

 

SEE THE SEASON SLIPPING AWAY

 

INDIAN SUMMER CAN'T HOLD ON

 

THE WIND BLOWS TOO STRONG

 

I'M SURE IT WON'T BE LONG

 

BEFORE WE FIND OURSELVES IN SNOW

 

SHOULD OF LET GO

 

SHOULD BE GONE

 

THIS IS GETTING OLD

 

THE TIMES I'VE BEEN TOLD

 

YOU'D THINK I'D BE SOLD

 

BUT NO HERE WE GO AGAIN

 

 

STILL NOT FREE ENOUGH TO FLY

 

CAUGHT IN A RIP TIDE

 

AND I DON'T KNOW QUITE WHY

 

YOU COULD SAY

 

BUT YOU DON'T KNOW FOR SURE

 

YOU'VE NEVER BEEN

 

BUT I'VE BEEN THERE AND BACK AGAIN

 

MORE ENOUGH TO KNOW

 

YOU SIT THERE AND WATCH

 

SHOW AFTER SHOW

 

AND BEFORE YOU KNOW

 

YOU LOSE SIGHT OF WHAT'S REAL

 

ARE THE THINGS YOU FEEL

 

REALLY FROM YOUR HEART

 

OR SOMEWHERE DISTANT

 

THAT YOU THINK SETS YOU APART

 

WE'RE ALL DIFFERENT

 

BUT WE'RE THE SAME

 

STUCK INSIDE THIS SAME OLD GAME

 

BUT ANOTHER GRAIN OF SAND FALLING

 

 

THERE'S ONLY THIS TIME

 

AND IF YOU WANT TO COMPROMISE 

 

LEAN ON THE SIDE OF GOOD

 

ITS ALL THAT YOU CAN DO

 

ALL THAT YOU SHOULD

 

YOU CAN ONLY SHOULDER 

 

SO MUCH RESPONSIBILITY

 

BEFORE YOU START TO FALTER

 

YOU JUST WANT TO LEAVE

 

YOU CAN'T BREATHE

 

CAUGHT IN A RIP TIDE

 

AND I DON'T KNOW QUITE WHY

 

YOU COULD SAY

 

BUT YOU DON'T KNOW

 

CAUGHT IN A RIP TIDE

 

 

Saturday, September 12, 2020

THE WORDSMITH MILL: JUST TO TRY

THE WORDSMITH MILL: JUST TO TRY:   JUST TO TRY   WRITTEN BY   JEFF R HILTON   SEPTEMBER 2020       SEEMS ITS TIME AGAIN   THE WINDS BLOW   AND WAY DOWN BELOW   WHERE THE LEA...

JUST TO TRY

 



JUST TO TRY

 

WRITTEN BY

 

JEFF R HILTON

 

SEPTEMBER 2020

 

 

 

SEEMS ITS TIME AGAIN

 

THE WINDS BLOW

 

AND WAY DOWN BELOW

 

WHERE THE LEAVES ARE FALLING

 

ALL AROUND US

 

GUESS SUMMERS GONE

 

FUNNY HOW TIME GOES BY SO FAST

 

SEEMS TO ME

 

 SUMMERS USED TO LAST

 

SO MUCH LONGER

 

WE SAW THEM THROUGH

 

RIGHT TO THE END

 

IF LOVE WASN'T REAL

 

THEN IT WAS ALL PRETEND

 

HARDLY MAKE BELIEVE

 

THE PAIN WHEN SHE LEAVES

 

SURE FELT REAL

 

SO MANY, SO MUCH

 

WE COULD FEEL

 

JUST TO TRY

 

THE WHEN, THE WHY

 

WILL IT SOAR

 

OR WILL IT DIE

 

JUST FALL AWAY

 

LIKE THE VERY LAST DAY

 

OF SUMMER

 

THE COLOR BLUE GETS DARKER

 

THE SKIES FADE TO GRAY

 

WATCH AS THE BIRDS FLY AWAY

 

LEAVING US BEHIND

 

WHETHER ITS LOST OR KIND 



SO IF WE TRIED


AND IF WE GOT IT RIGHT


THE WORLD GOT SMALL


OR WAS IT BIG AT ALL


WHEN YOU WERE THERE


SOMEWHERE I DIDN'T KNOW


WONDERED IF YOU'D SHOW


TURN MY SUMMER INTO GOLD


OR LEAVE ME HERE IN THE COLD


JUST DISAPPEAR LET GO


FROM A DISTANCE JUST WATCH ME


LOSE CONTROL


IF YOU EVEN TURNED AROUND


TO SEE


WHAT YOU WERE LEAVING BEHIND YOU

 

 

 

 

 

Monday, September 7, 2020

THE WORDSMITH MILL: TRIPPING OVER A HOLE

THE WORDSMITH MILL: TRIPPING OVER A HOLE:   TRIPPING OVER A HOLE   WRITTEN BY   JEFF R HILTON   SEPTEMBER 2020     FEELINGS SWIRLING AROUND   LIKE BITS OF PAPER IN THE WIND   ITS HAR...

THE WORDSMITH MILL: TRIPPING OVER A HOLE

THE WORDSMITH MILL: TRIPPING OVER A HOLE:   TRIPPING OVER A HOLE   WRITTEN BY   JEFF R HILTON   SEPTEMBER 2020     FEELINGS SWIRLING AROUND   LIKE BITS OF PAPER IN THE WIND   ITS HAR...

TRIPPING OVER A HOLE

 


TRIPPING OVER A HOLE

 

WRITTEN BY

 

JEFF R HILTON

 

SEPTEMBER 2020

 

 

FEELINGS SWIRLING AROUND

 

LIKE BITS OF PAPER IN THE WIND

 

ITS HARD TO UNDERSTAND

 

WHEN NOTHING STAYS STILL

 

LONG ENOUGH TO SEE

 

JUST LONG ENOUGH TO BE

 

SOME KIND OF PROBLEM

 

I DON'T NEED

 

 

KEEP BLOWING AWAY

 

THERE'S NO SENSE IN YOUR STAYING 

 

GOT ALL THE TROUBLE I COULD NEED

 

LITTLE ADVICE I CAN HEED

 

ITS ALL DOWN TO ME

 

JUST WHAT I KNEW I'D SEE

 

WHAT OF THE THINGS I WANT TO BE

 

 

STRUNG OUT A MYSTERY

 

CERTAINLY TO ME

 

I COULD FIND A PLACE TO BE

 

BUT COULD I STAY

 

COULD I STAY

 

TRY AS I MAY

 

LOOK THROUGH THESE EYES

 

FINALLY REALIZE

 

TRIPPING OVER A HOLE

 

HOW IT GOT THERE

 

NOBODY KNOWS

 

THE BIGGER IT GROWS

 

WAKE ME UP

 

I'VE BEEN DREAMING

 

WHAT HAVE I SEEN

 

THAT'S REAL

 

HOW ELSE COULD I HAVE REACTED

 

I'VE GOT TO THINK

 

ITS NOT TOO LATE

 

TAKE BACK THE CONTROL

 

OF MY FATE

 

 

TIME WILL BE WHEN

 

I CAN FEEL THE SUN ON MY FACE

 

PICK UP AND GO

 

ANYPLACE 

 

GO THERE WITH YOU

 

STAY IF WE WANT TO

 

NO REASON TO RUSH

 

WAIT THERE AS THE SKY BEGINS TO BLUSH

 

FILLS UP WITH STARS

 

AS IT IS

 

AS IT MUST

 

IT ALL KEEPS GOING ON

 

SEE IT YOUR WAY

 

OR SEE IT MINE

 

DON'T LOSE SIGHT OF IT

 

IT WILL ALL BE FINE 

Tuesday, September 1, 2020

THE WORDSMITH MILL: THESE ARE THE LAST OF TIMES

THE WORDSMITH MILL: THESE ARE THE LAST OF TIMES:   THESE ARE THE LAST OF TIMES   WRITTEN BY JEFF R HILTON   SEPTEMBER 2020      SITTING HERE THE TIME SPINNING BY   THE SUN SINKING LOW   MAY...

THESE ARE THE LAST OF TIMES

 


THESE ARE THE LAST OF TIMES

 

WRITTEN BY

JEFF R HILTON

 

SEPTEMBER 2020 

 

 

SITTING HERE THE TIME SPINNING BY

 

THE SUN SINKING LOW

 

MAYBE WE SHOULD FIND

 

SOMEWHERE TO GO 

 

YOU AND I

 

THE SUMMER PASSING BY

 

THE SKIES BEGIN TO CRY

 

THE WINDS BLOW COLD

 

THE FLAME FLICKERS

 

IN DARK OF NIGHT

 

INTO YOUR LIGHT

 

FALLING AS I 


USING THE SILENCE TO TAKE YOU IN


THAT'S WHERE WE'LL BEGIN



CAPTURE  THIS NIGHT


DYING TO TRY


FALLING AS I


LEANING INTO YOUR HEART 


I CAN'T STAY AWAY


I CAN'T WAIT ANOTHER MINUTE


SEE ANOTHER DAY GO BY


WITHOUT YOUR LOVE


LOST IN YOUR EYES


FOUND IN YOUR HEART

 

WE CAN'T CONNECT WHEN WE'RE APART

 

 

I DON'T WANT TO OWN ANY SADNESS

 

I'VE ALREADY KNOWN

 

MY ONLY WISH FOR YOU

 

IS TO LOVE ME JUST AS I AM 


AS I EXIST I AM


MOVING CLOSER TO YOU


THAT'S WHAT I WANT TO DO


ALL THESE SEASONS PASSING BY


I FIND MYSELF WONDERING 

 

DID I GET TO YOU TOO LATE

 

FOR YOUR LOVE TO RUN TO ME

 

EVERY CHANCE YOU GET 



YOU SHOULD KNOW


THESE ARE THE LAST OF TIMES WE'LL KNOW


LET'S MAKE THEM

 

TURN INTO SOMETHING THAT WE CAN'T LET GO

 

I NEVER WANT TO LOSE YOUR LOVE

 

YOUR TRUST YOUR TIME OR MINE

 

THESE ARE THE LAST OF TIMES

 

WE WILL KNOW

 

ITS BETTER WE

 

LOOK BACK AND SEE THEM GLOW







 

 

REAL

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