FINDING FREEDOM


 The search for freedom and a fight to keep it,


 After thousands of years more is taken away today.


 It's all up for sale, we can barely walk in the hills 
 Anymore,

 Dirt, water, and even air are not ours without a dollar.


 We are not as free as we believe, we are allowed to do 
 As they say,

 All wars are not about freedom, most are of corruption 
 And money.

 Finding freedom when so much has changed is becoming 
 Rare,

 We are losing it from every direction, before our eyes, 
 And behind our backs.

 The enemy appears to be us, look to our neighbor more than 
 Across the sea,

 Look around people, we are losing our rights, finding 
 Freedom  between what is seen.
                                  Keith Garrett

                EIGHTEEN WHEELS


 Leaving out of North Dakota, heading for Odessa 
 Town,

 Hopped up into my ole' truck, eighteen wheels under 
 My butt.

 Hauling a load of lumber and steel,


 Me and my music box, my hands on the steering wheel.


 I'm heading for the heat of Texas,


 It's gonna be a long, long, road, don't you know.


 I turned up some good ole' country tunes,


 Time to put the hammer down.


 This life I chose on the road, it's to anywhere I 
 Roam,

 Just a simple Kansas farm boy, one day I'll go back
 Home.

 Eighteen wheels, rolling down the highway,


 Eighteen wheels, doin' it my way.


 Just a good ole' boy with places to be,


 A country heart, and i got things to see,


 Eighteen wheels and I'm running free.


               Keith Garrett   

                  ECHOES AND SHADOWS


 When the wind blows there are echoes in time,


 Echoes of all that have passed on by.


 The sounds of a lifetime, listen as the children 
 Have grown,

 Echoes of voices lost with the emptying hourglass.


 There are the echoes of those who once lived,


 Laughter of young ones, now part of the wind.


 Shadows of the seasons, one by one, gone,


 Shadows remembered of a man standing in the sun.


 Shadows of trees that stood tall in the sky,


 Across mountain tops, shadows from morning till night.


 Echoes and shadows from the beginning of time,


 Time passed by, seen from many eyes.


                 Keith Garrett 

                                                                                               
                A LIST OF THINGS TO BE


 Never an astronaut, dancing slowly upon the moon,


 Flying in a jet across the sky, no, not did I ever fly.


 A football star, throwing the ball far, a dream that 
 Won't be,

 Under the lights, a victory on a Super bowl night.


 What is it like to be a movie star pretending to be 
 Many things,

 Known everywhere, this is not what I was born to be.


 An Olympic star, a racer of cars, I wanted to be but 
 That's not me,
 A great writer, a hero of sort would be something I 
 Might be.

 A rescuer of the down and out, a conqueror of
 Homelessness,

 I may not be an Einstein of genius, I am good enough 
 For me.

 A list of things to be, how much can one man need?

                  Keith Garrett

                   SADNESS IN THE SMOKE


 Flames In the darkness, flames of fright, run, run 
 Into the night,

 Men of fear, men who fight through the night, a fire 
 Fight.

 Sadness and pain as the heat and smoke devour natures 
 Beauty,

 Who's to blame for this destruction placed upon all 
 Good men?

 They run, they hide but where to hide, animals,'  
 Creatures Of all kind,

 Death comes to visit, too take away the Innocent without 
 Feeling or care.

 Fix your eyes to the tears' from those who see the land 
 Die and die,

 Look to the sky, watch as It rises, a picture of sadness 
 In the smoke.

 The wind will blow but there will be no trees for It to 
 Pass through,

 The grass you will not see, the animals' are gone.


 Some men do not stand anymore, they disappear with this 
 Tragedy,

 That must be forever remembered, some day we will learn 


 To love This land that was created.


 Sadness In the smoke above these hills' that burn for the 
 World to see,


 Eyes must be opened before It's too late, before this  
 Land goes away.

                               Keith Garrett     

                      IF NO SIGHT HAD I


 Suddenly, so suddenly, my eyes, they could no 
 Longer see,

 Where did everything go, what am I to become, I'm blind.


 Darkness, only darkness can be my world now, to be 
 Afraid,

 Never again a sunny day, the night visits' me repeatedly.


 If no sight had I there would be many new thoughts' and 
 Adventures,

 The wind I would hear as I did before, my Imagination 
 Would create pictured scenes of what it was doing.
             

 Music would still be heard although my mind could see the 
 Story a song might tell with its words,
                                  

 A television show now only to be heard, no picture book 
 To go with.

 A kiss could still be placed upon her lips, no sight or 
 Sound do I need,

 Feelings' here are what will be needed and a little 
 Sense of touch,

 If no sight had I, life would be just fine.


                       Keith Garrett 

                                                                                           
                  "BUTTERFLY"


 I can see in your eyes, oh! Butterfly, how is it
 You fly,


 Colors of bright fly in the sky, Spring is your moment, 



 The warm season sets you free, you belong to no one.



 Butterfly in the sky, you travel a great distance, 
 Floating,


 Do you know who I am as you drift on by, peering into 
 My eyes?


 You are a butterfly, small and quiet, not long is 
 Your life,


 Dare to fly, disappear before the night time, where 
 Do you fly?


 I saw into your eyes as you did see mine, more than a 
 Butterfly,


 Fly Butterfly, fly beyond the night to where one day 
 Everything meets.

                   Keith Garrett

                     BEST FRIENDS


 Do you remember them, those left behind as a child?


 You ran under the sun, played until the day was done.


 Games played on a long ago Summer day, old friends 
 Here today,

 There are times when great friends become strangers lost 
 In the background.

 Again as our journey moves on a stranger we meet may turn 
 Into that best friend,

 For just a moment in your life, a best friend passes by, 
 Another is best friend forever.

 What are best friends? there is a connection, something 
 That brings us together,

 Just as any relationship it may grow or crumble with time, 
 Give and take, to learn.

 To be best friends with anyone in this life is a precious  
 And valuable gift, take hold,

 Best friends I had once upon a time in a town surrounded 
 By hills and trees.

 It was a reality for me at a time when I really needed it, 
 Today they are everywhere,

 Some are closer than I did believe, others now a part of the  
 Breeze, maybe the sea.

 Best friends from here and there, now and then, maybe, 
 Again and again.

                                Keith Garrett

                   BEYOND MY REACH


 With my hand stretched to the sky I can not touch 
 The stars so high,

 Nor the clouds, a falling star, or the sun going down.


 The wind, I can not grab hold, a bird in flight,


 A dream in the night, never a yesterday.


 Beyond my reach is not my dreams,


 It is not that which I pray for,


 The hand of God I can not touch, in my heart I can 
 Surely take hold.

 It is not hope, nor faith, it is not a tomorrow,


 Beyond my reach are many things,


  Beyond my reach is not everything.



                   Keith Garrett 

                     WHAT DOES THE SKY SEE


 From up so high looking down upon,



 Does the sky see me as I look back?



 On the hills the wind blows through the trees,  
 And swims does the ocean,


 Is this what the sky sees If only It had eyes?



 Can It see the birds fly,



 Or the squirrels climb the trees In the morning light?



 What does the sky see,



 Possibly only what your Imagination dreams.


                         Keith Garrett