A WESTERN SCENE


  They stood alone but together, gunfighters so mean,



  A battle on a dirty street, a ghost town today, of 
  Memories,


  A western scene where  dance hall girls entertain 
  Gamblers so drunk,

  Outlaws who do rob and kill, will one day have their 
  Walk to the gallows.


  There is a ranch out beyond where a town sits, cowboys 
   whom once rode,


  There was a time when laws were different, justice could 
  Be a swift act.


  Bounty hunters tracked down fugitives, who escaped and 
  Ran from the law,


  A western scene, where a family worked hard for a farm, 
  For their dream.
                  Keith Garrett

                                      A WAND OF MAGIC

  In hand, a wand would make me a magic man,


  Not even a word and crime would disappear.


  I could stop time, rid the world of trash or pollution,


  Take away the sick waters of rivers and oceans.


  Murder on our land would be stopped with a hand,


  The ill would be no more, cancer but a memory.


  I could run fast or jump high,


  A tear would be one less for all of mankind.


  The cruel slaughter of creatures in the world,


   With a wave from my hand, this would end.


   A wand of magic, need not be that of evil,


  For love and good, the hand that holds this wand.


  A wand of magic is not to be real,


  We can wish, hope, and pray, that it all goes away.

                Keith Garrett                                                     

                                           ADRIFT AT SEA


   No memory have I of how this came to be,


   Lost and alone, just me and the sea.


   Day after day, across endless water,


   Above only the sky and the seagulls that fly.


   Get by do I with only little water and food,


   Maybe a hope and a prayer that it may get me 
  Through.

  In the distance, perhaps a dolphin or whale,


  My imagination is running wild.


  Thinking of what's below me, scares me some,


  Loneliness is worse, fore nobody listens.


  A dream am I having, or my personal hell,


  Until the end of this, i'll not be able to tell.


  Up ahead, what is it that I see,


   My hope and prayer is answered to me,


   No longer will i be, adrift at sea.

                                      Keith Garrett                                             

                                           ADAM


  From his death were heard cries of pain,



  A man no more, a girl, a memory, all has changed.



  No more of this Earth, onward a souls journey to 
  Another life,


  Somewhere In heaven, he dwells by the Lord's side.



   With those who loved him, he had a place,



   In their hearts, forever In their thoughts.



  Remembering always that this was a mother's child,



  A sister's brother, a child's father, or a girl who loved him,



   Even though he was not perfect, and sometimes a bit wild,



   He was once a small child who played In the dirt,



    Played In the water, and sometimes got hurt.



  This was his time to go, no more pain or sorrow will he know,



   Up In the sky, fly away, fly.


                                                      Keith Garrett

                                          AN ACT OF FAITH


   Is there trust in yourself, what trust in others,


   How far would you walk for another, what would 
  You give?

  Are you of a good heart, even if in the end there is 
  No reward,

  Do you expect something in return for putting your 
  Life on the line?

  Would you run out in the street to save a child, or one 
  In a burning car,

   Is it  a question of a moral value, fear and life is a 
  Thought that comes to mind.

   An act of faith, would you take a chance, do anything  
  For friend or man,

  Would you give of yourself if there could become a 
  Certain end?
                                 Keith Garrett

                    A TRIP TO ANYWHERE


  I'm searching for loose change, standing by 
  The car wash,
  I'm happy just waiting for a ride.

  Here it comes, "sir! does the bus stop at 82nd street"

  My pink Cadillac is a stolen car, I just gave it a name.

  This hard land does not make me a lucky man,

  My wife and I were once the honeymooners, now 
  Trouble in paradise.
  So young and in love, we were two for the road,

  The wish I have is to be back in your arms.

  Don't look back says a man with sad eyes,

  I used to be a man at the top, now I have restless nights.

  The bus stops here where I rendezvous with her,

  Give the girl a kiss and stare over the rise of the sun.

  We go to a place and watch a T.V. movie,

  "I'm always here when you need me" "she says"

   We watched seven angels, It started to rain,

  There was a great thunder crack.

  Some of us have hearts of stone, not us,

  Bring on the night, when the lights go out, so peaceful,

  Shut out the light.

                                  Keith Garrett

                              A WISE MAN SAID


  A wise man said, never angry to bed,


  Let go of the anger or sorrow that fills your heart.


  Think before you act, be wise with your choice,


  Put your thoughts together, before words come 
  Out wrong.

  Physical violence is not a last resort,


 You've traveled too far, now you are lost.


  A wise man said, you can't always get what 
  You want,

  Things won't always go your way, keep control 
  And pray for another day.

  If first you don't succeed, try, try again,


   When the morning sun rises, another chance you'll have.


   A wise man said, but a wiseman is one who can 
  Keep a clear head.

                                     Keith Garrett

                            I CAN SEE TOMORROW!


   So clear to me, clear to see,


   Yesterday Is gone, gone away.


   Today will soon be In the past,


  It will be yesterday, I see this today.


  Tomorrow Is not yet here, this Is clear,


  When It comes, It will turn Into today,


   Soon disappear Into yesterday.


   I can see tomorrow, I see this today,


  Many things' to discover, what comes my way.


  What's out on the horizon, still a mystery,


  It moves forward Into my life, to be my today.


                                 Keith Garrett

                                FOLLOW THE RIVER


  Watching the water, as It flows' down stream,


  I walk Its' path, on either side.


  As the river turns, swaying from side, to side,


  The rushing water crashes, and throws' Itself at me


  As I make my way along.


  On my journey, past trees and hills,'


  Notice do I the bright sun, and big white clouds' 
  Passing me by.

  Follow, follow the river on a course chosen by Itself,


  Onward, downward, until such a place where the 
   Water lies still.
   I follow the river to a resting spot,


   Now, It Is time for this soul to sleep.


                                        Keith Garrett

                                            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.

                                      Keith Garrett