ALONG A COUNTRY ROAD

ALONG A COUNTRY ROAD

These things I might find strolling along a country road,

From my mind, I can create a day or reality along my way.

I see the sun rising in the early morning sky, my day begins,

Dream do I of a perfect setting, fields, and hills of beautiful color.

Nothing can go wrong, not in this made up scene that I want to be,

Swim do I in a pond that appears along a country road, quiet and alone.

There is a wind blowing through the trees, across the field I feel,

Haystacks scattered in a country dream, a farm where I wish to be,

Along a country road, all possibilities unfold, from a dream, all that can be seen.

Keith Garrett

 

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SAYING GOODBYE

SAYING GOODBYE

When it’s time to say goodbye, shed a tear and cry,

A saddened heart will heal, saying goodbye.

Holding on can be a bit more painful than letting go,

Those who leave us behind do not feel our grief.

They are not filled with sadness or anger,

It is we who are burdened with the memories of pain and disbelief.

Saying goodbye is only but a minute in time,

Never forever as the day will arrive when we are again by their side.

Keith Garrett

CAN YOU HEAR ME?

CAN YOU HEAR ME?

You close your eyes as you are drifting away,

Do you know where you are going, what guides the way?

Where are you now, Mother, can you hear me, are you there,

Are you so close or very far away, how have your days changed?

Tell me about that heavenly place, God and Jesus, you have seen their face,

Such a spectacular sight, your mom and dad at your side.

Mother, can you hear me, as I call out to you, do you listen day or night,

What kind of place do you see, is it as beautiful as we all dream to be?

I wonder if you still know who I am, will you remember me from where you stand,

Are you once again young as days long ago, laughing as you stroll along,

Can you hear me? let my voice echo all the way to you.

Keith Garrett

 

KEEPER OF THE LIGHT

KEEPER OF THE LIGHT

Up in the air, he spreads his wings,

He stretches to the heavens and sees many things.

This god of the sun, KEEPER OF THE LIGHT,

Soars in the sky on an eternal flight.

So peaceful is he, away up so high,

Forever and ever this spirit will fly.

Keeper of the light, what do you see,?

Beyond the sun, a mystery to me.

Through the wind, you travel round, and round,

Watching over this star, from you there’s no sound.

I can only imagine you’re a spectacular sight,

Fly way up high, keeper of the light.

Keith Garrett

I HOPE YOU HAD THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE

I HOPE YOU HAD THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE

You were once a child, do you remember being a girl?

Having your tea party, a dollhouse with all you pretend.

A swing set, do you remember riding the wind? so young back then,

Think back to your Kindergarten school, lost friends and you.

You saw things a son not born would ever see, you had dreams,

There were school dances and your favorite movie stars,

Listening to songs of great singers, drive-in movies, driving in cars.

You were born with the Wizard of Oz, wandered through the fifties as a teen,

Wars were many, the sixties and a family, all the places you have seen.

A touch older but will forever live in you, a little girl from long ago scenes,

I hope you had the time of your life,

Remember who you are, a girl who dreamed, Barbara Jean.

Love you, Mom

 

FLIGHT

FLIGHT

There up high i stare to the wide open sky,

Watch as i do you circle round, and round.

Free to fly, soar with the wind, i see you fly,

What is it that you see as you drift through the air.?

Spread those wings and sail, sail to anywhere,

Beneath the stars, under heaven above, fly.

What the Lord has given to you is the gift of flight,

Fly away, fly away, get lost into the night.

Created were you by he without a face,

Spirit in the sky will take you on a special flight.

Make your journey through the clouds moving by,

into the sun that shines from so far away.

Finish your flight, goodbye, I say farewell,

Fly, fly far away.

Love you, mom

Keith Garrett

 

MYSTERY OF HER SONG

MYSTERY OF HER SONG

Many years before, she sang a song, he watched himself Gavotte,

Who was this song about, Carly sang loud?

The possibility that there were three so vain,

There was one in her thought’s, knows of him today.

As she lives, they still live and have not yet gone away,

Much older today but the song still plays.

A clue as Mick danced the Gavotte, a rolling stone,

Jack and Warren, they were vain hung out at a place of the same.

Mystery of her song, she does not speak out loud,

Who was so vain, was she so angry, Carly remembers you’re so vain.

Keith Garrett