blackbird wait on the evening blackbird wait on the dark others mock to be caught in the nets in recompense for their lark nighttime comes in search of tomorrow as darkness falls a dark vision follows so I swear this is the day gonna make a breakaway got to loose these chains or die… Read More The Raven
whose wings have I got? what spell has been cast? slowly we turn with the world on its string. who’s sorry now? she called me love and wonders where the love has gone. only words fly so fast and far away on the wings of their god. so goodnight, i’ll be alright though bound to play… Read More Goodnight Angel
well, here again my friend said, prove your paces and on the road less traveled i move in spaces that i wouldn’t choose, but i can’t lose their faces. i keep on looking, but it’s so hard to find it’s never in the same place twice the space between, beneath, behind, you’ll find i’m sorry… it… Read More i’m sorry
from my window i can see where you were led astray, and all the many paths upon which others lost their way. none have I traversed for fear of making their mistakes – i embrace the fear as wisdom from a higher place. when truth becomes a fairy tale, the teller is a lie. when… Read More From My Window
‘better now it’s better this way. the truth is i’m too tired. it’s better this way ‘better not the trail has gone cold. the truth is i’m too tired and getting too old i’m on a path less traveled, some say but it’s all that i know it’s better this way. if locked in the… Read More Better
Marking my day by the length of the shadows stretched over the fields of my past. Waves of tall grass in amber stain sweep and sway the dusk of another long day. The sun never waits for you, angel – don’t let me down. Counting the ways I remember you after the laughter has faded… Read More Dusk
If you have two cents … feel free to give it.… Read More a new day
Robert Müller and the Way Home 