• On With The Girl
    by R. J. Spring


    I always seem to be
    Falling foolish
    Cause you talk to
    And you love
    And you've got
    And you go to
    And you think of
    Me.

    Hm, and I say always
    I am the one who is the one who is the only one
    For you
    And for a long while, I've been limited to people
    Isolated then but now
    I find security in my voice
    And calmness in my eyes
    The storm has stalled a ways away.

    He ain't a people
    He says to me
    I know it, I sigh
    Then you gotta realize
    I'll never leave and I see you
    Everyday.

    Excuse me for getting
    Carried away
    But the boys and girls I used to know
    Never seemed to want to stay
    It never was of me
    But of men and women other,
    However I loved my mother,
    Other love didn't come to be.

    Friends would come and go each time
    And I was standing silent awhile
    They painted my face and I had to mime
    My feelings in silence, then try to dial
    Them all in everybody's head, and they couldn't crack
    The code and they said, "Hey man you're becoming senile"
    And I said, "No I'm not, it's just my feelings you don't keep track."

    They shook their heads
    That girl's crazy--
    And I say hey, man
    You're no fun!

    And they say
    Happy Birthday--
    Now get outta here, man
    I gotta run!

    And I can still recall a thing or two
    "But that's enough" he hushed to Her
    To Me
    To Him
    To They who can complain
    There's nothing for you if you stay
    Just sadness and complaint for another day
    But no
    Go on that-a-way
    To the happiness down that lane.

    After conference I stopped to dream
    Of a river and a scream
    And a girl who's hair was the sun
    And it blew in the wind
    And it whipped my eyes
    And the screamer said I've sinned
    And I could only hope to die
    'Less I tried to try and try
    Try and try to be better
    And I try and try to be loved.

    "That's the problem" I yawned out those words
    They flowed out like an enlightened herd
    Of beasts once angered but now content
    And to my love who's ears help vent
    The bad to the good
    He helps
    The bad become the good.

    So I go and see him again
    And I tell him my dream
    And the screamer's scream
    And I let it's message steam
    And stem
    And Feed off my thoughts.
    It's a good thing here
    You've realized
    That all you need has materialized
    I'm right here and you've opened your eyes
    So let's go now after the sun begins to rise

    And he took my hand and held it
    He was real and I didn't see it
    I didn't ask why I didn't see it
    And I didn't care, cause now I saw.



    End.