FACES OF CHANGE


 I slip and fall, rise up on my feet to walk 
 once more,

 The hurt shows' through, bothered by me pain 
 Of the fall.

 Each day tells' of a different story, a turning 
 PPage of this time,

 Memories of a face which lives with me day and 
 Night.

 They pass us by, cross our paths' for only a moment,


 Faces of change In a world of mystery and surprise.


 She follows' me on a course far, far away or close 
 Behind,

 Is It that I'm following her as these steps' search 
 To find.

 Faces of difference, faces of change, go away, 
 They go away,

 Some may stay as others' appear without warning Into 
 A heart's day.

                  Keith Garrett

                                                                                                       
                FACE OF THUNDER



                                                                                 
 Appears with many a storm, it is not seen,




                                                                              
 Growls, lets out an echoing roar from above.




 Not a soft voice as it screeches out with anger,




 Picture a face with mouth open wide, fiery eyes.




 Traveling around, town to town, a booming sound,




                                                                                  
 Listen for the rumble, a face of thunder.


              Keith Garrett

            JOURNEY THROUGH TITLES


 I wish I were blind from some of the things 
 I've seen,
 While out in the street many sad and haunting 
 Things were to be.
 Could somebody tell me where it is that thunder
 Road lives,
 I heard it was somewhere down by the river.

 You know it takes a leap of faith to live through 
 Struggles,
 Each morning we wake to the rising, it has meaning.

 When we feel alone, it only takes a little human 
 Touch,
 Otherwise, at times we just want to fade away.

 Once walking the streets of Philadelphia, I felt
 Trapped,
 Before me was a darkness on the edge of town.

 Have you ever had a lonesome day, everything seemed
 Missing,
 You were the nothing man, searching for your land 
 Of hope and dreams.
 I went back to my hometown, i had to drive all night,

 Atlantic City was the place, that was my lucky day.

 It was warm out, everywhere there were girls in their 
 Summer clothes,
 There I stood, Living proof that life is good.

 In my thoughts, like Springsteen, I want to say I'm a
 Rocker,
 You know it's a man's job to take care of his family.

 I believe everyone is born to run, and I know two heart's 
 Are better than one,
 I'll work for your love sweetheart, because I love you.

 The wrestler takes it one day at a time, he survives,

 In certain situations I am tougher than the rest.

 Some are forced to live in places that resemble a 
 Jungleland,
 Remember, to survive in this world the phrase is none     
 But the brave.
                  Keith Garrett  

               FROM HEAVEN,

             CAN YOU HEAR ME?


 I look to the sky, can you see me through the 
 Clouds,

 I'm standing here Lord, what shall I do to make It 
 Today?

 From my eyes there are many tears that flow to 
 No end,

 In this body It Is my heart that cries for your help 
 To ease my sorrow.

 Stand by me when my loneliness Is much more than I 
 Can bare,

 Take away this pain and anger that live In my soul 
 As I move forward.

 Take from me these nightmares that visit when I sleep, 
 Oh! please,

 Let me rest as my body feels' so very tired from 
 This plight.

 From heaven, can you hear me, do you know who I am,


 Will you listen as I ask for your guiding hand?


              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

                                                                                                                   
             " DARKNESS"



                                                                                    
 Beauty exists within it, things we can'not see,



                                                                                  
 It brings to me peace and solitude, I feel at ease.



                                                                               
 The less I see brings me a calmness not felt by day,



                                                                                  
 Darkness can be such a scary place or peaceful.



                                                                                  
 There are those whom must live with darkness,



                                                                                           
 Some are however in a darkened place.



                                                                                 
 Darkness is a friend to others and foe to another,



                                                                                 
 Darkness holds something for each in this world.


                   Keith Garrett

                                                                                           
              IN THIS FACE


 There's a different look, a ghost like Image,



 A man screaming out a song with all he's got.



 He strikes such a pose this one called the boss,



 A hunger for the music, a hunger to speak his words.



 He tells of what's living inside his being,



 Sometimes that which haunts his thoughts and memories.



 In this face, a story is constantly being told,



 About his struggles in life and that of a man.



 Happy or sad, no surrender lives within him,



 He lives his life, music lives in him.


            Keith Garrett

             INTO THE WIND


 I met a girl named Leah, she was from Nebraska,

 It certainly was not the promised land nor her 
 Paradise.
 Out in the street is a real world, you have to 
 Walk the line,
 This life can be a great thing, a leap of faith 
 Is needed.
 We went to the zoo and saw the lions den,

 The last carnival of the Summer was today.

 I always thought my best was never good enough,

 With Leah, this depression of mine was gone.

 Life itself was now wonderful, the light of day 
 Was magic,
 We are alive! no more a lonesome day.

 We went off to find our lucky town together,

 My city of ruins is now left behind.

 It's the price you pay for decisions made,

 We're livin' in the future now, one step up.

 I've learned to have love of the common people,

 Walk like a man my father would say.

 I asked her, "let's be friend's skin to skin'

 If we part then we won't say the long goodbye.

 The fever I got was gone now, I got medicine 
 From a place open all night,
 I told her you're missing the moonlight, watch 
 With me.
                Keith Garrett  

               IMPOSSIBLE?


 Impossible things, are they to be Imagined,


 To walk on the moon, travel to mars.


 See and touch the oceans' floor,


 Climb a mountain and reach for more.


 It can be done, walking from coast to coast,


 Break the sound barrier, faster than the 
 Speed of sound.

 Travel in a balloon, across the world you go,


 Fly in the sky, jump from the highest height.


 Impossible things,Impossible you say,


 To rid the world of disease and cancer,


 Can this be a possibility one day.


 To love one another, hold hands across this 
 World,

 Terror put to an end, war only a bad dream.


 To all Impossible things, to the next one who 


 Can make it a reality.


                                                                                        
        Keith Garrett

                                                                                           
           HERE IS MY HOUSE


 Here is my house built for this world today,


 There is a gate so that you can't get through,


 If not invited there will be guns waiting for you.


 Two dogs growling, mean as could ever be,


 An alarm system that calls on those whom will hurt 
 You indeed.

 Doors of steel that should let not a criminal soul 
 Get in,

 Supplies for survival if this land must come to this.


 Here is my house, not one of dreams but of safety,


 Not the way our country should be, here is my house 
 The way I see.
                       Keith Garrett