Micah's Lyrics

A Simple Song of Love - 2008

2008-04-26T19:44:00.000-07:00

There is music in everything,
in the still of night and the falling rain.
I hear a symphony when you are here next to me
two hearts that play beautifully

a simple song of love.

And if love can mend
broken hearts again,
then I'm in luck for sure.
Since you came to me, my girl,
well my heart doesnt hurt me anymore.

We may be different, my love
we may be distant, my love
but I know one thing, my love is true

I love you.

Micahs Poetry and Songs

2007-10-28T14:38:00.000-07:00

To the left is a list of some of the poems and songs that Micah had written over the years. More can be found in the monthly archives.

He usually left out punctuation so that others could salt and pepper them as they please.
He wrote about the times and events of his life...always from the heart.

Those with the (media) mark mean that you can listen or watch a video.
More may be added to this site as time goes by and as more writings are discovered.

Thank you for visiting!

By the request of Aimee Nichols, the index of poems is below:

A
A Face in The Crowd
All Around
All Because of You
Alpha Omega Moo
Always
Another Summer
Anyway
A Simple Song Of Love

B
Burning Bridges

C
Circles
Cool World Blue World

D
Dear Friend
Do What You Want To Do - mp3

E
Every One But Mine

F
Fireside

G

H
Here I Go
Here There And Everywhere
Hold On - mp3
How Does It Feel

I
I Cry
I Feel
I'm Burning
I Know
I'm Lost - mp3
I See Your Face
Is There Something
It Doesn't Matter - mp3
It's All A Part
I Want To Go Home

J
Je Suis Ici
Just as Long

K

L
Love Peace And Happiness

M
Maybe - mp3
Miles of Experience
My Kandinski

N
No Words
Now and Then

O
October Twenty Eight
Ode To My Brother

P

Q

R

S
Sammys Song - video and mp3
Setting Sun
Seven Years of Innocence
Shadows

T
The Games We Played
The Hallway Light
The Love She Never Had
The Meaning of the Poetry
The Money King - mp3
The Playground is Gone
This Love
Truth Be Told

U

V
Values
Veneer

W
Waves
With You - mp3

X
Xavier

Y
Yes I love You
You Know Me

Z

The Games We Played

2007-10-02T13:10:00.000-07:00

There were shadowy days in my first seven years, but you were there,
and it was sunny then.
The next seven brought many tears, and in three more,
you were back again.

And so for a while we had our days,
where we reveled in the games we played.
I know you now as more than friend.
Who could have known when that would end.

Ten years this week. It seems so fast.
Which goes to show that nothing lasts.
You'll not be back, but it's ok.
I still revel in the games we played.

Fireside

2007-10-01T09:59:00.000-07:00

When I am here without the sights or sounds of the days,
all the memories gather around me to keep me company.
Even on the evenings when I wish to be alone,
they stop in for a nice fireside chat.

They remind me about the days gone by and the things that were said and done.
Even though I may wish to forget these things, they make sure to remind me again.
Though I wish sometimes that they would find another place to stay,
I never disregard them and they're never turned away.

They never seem weary from their travels, for they tend to stay up late into the night.
Even when I am trying to sleep, they continue speaking to me and throwing logs onto the fire.
It seems a little rude.
Occasionally, my dreams take note of what my memories have to say.

They come to me the next day asking questions, interrupting my work,
and making me wonder about tomorrow.
Some days I cannot get anything done because of all of the noise.
The memories always gather in the evening to let me know.

I hope that someday we can all sit down together and enjoy the days.
Until then, I will continue searching for the answers.

October Twenty Eight

2007-09-05T18:28:00.000-07:00

On October twenty eight,
Nineteen Sixty Nine,
I was born around noon,
in the Scorpio sign.

Since then I have been many places
and I have seen many things.
I have known many people
and the thoughts that they bring.

I have felt every emotion
ever known to man.
I have travelled the spectrum
and now understand.

The pride and the joy,
selfishness and greed,
happiness, anxiety,
sadness and grief.

Bipolar disorder.
Manic, depressed
King of the world
much more and much less.

Lustful and lonesome.
hungry and tired.
Boastful and boresome.
Weary and wired.

Workaholic and lazy
genius and dumb
rich man and poor man
nervous and numb.

I have been all of these things
and I am not ashamed
after thirty eight Octobers
I'm still the same.

A Face in the Crowd

2007-08-16T00:23:00.000-07:00

If I could lose my reflection
I might find a new direction
but I've never seen myself
as a face in the crowd.

where the stories are boring
and there's nothing worth knowing
it turns me on to turn it off
or maybe turn them down

I'm pretending to listen
to a point that is missing
and so I've never seen myself
as a face in the crowd.

And the life that I ordered
falls beyond the social borders
where often times I find myself
as a face in the crowd.

Another Summer

2007-05-26T11:53:00.000-07:00

What is this hollow? Why is it here?
What are these echos, these memories, these tears?

Twenty years have passed me by
much faster than the ones before.
I was always looking for something
but my blind eye rarely saw the good in anything.

I have loved and I have lost. I have held to hope at any cost.
Circles and cycles and roundabout ways
countless spent hours counting the days

hoping to find
something
of happiness.

Veneer

2007-03-30T12:25:00.000-07:00

A man collects his treasures.
Treasures collect their dust.
He worries for his tarnished image
as if it too were golden.

The staff by which he measures
serves also as his crutch
supporting him and his vanity
serving only to embolden.

The arrogance of ignorance
feeds on foolish pride
and impotent importance
of which Solomon foretold.

Man dedicates and decorates with treasures
and desecrates his life
by polishing his image
as if it too were gold.

What does it mean?

2007-03-12T20:40:00.000-07:00

softer than a nightglow
stiller than a shadow
I wonder who's in Winslow.
What does it mean?

You said that you were
which now seems absurd
I was unsure
what does that mean?

You're still on that boat
S.S. That's all she wrote
There's a hole in my coat.
What does that mean?

It's been a really long time
since I had my own mind
I'd wallow in some moonshine.
What does that mean?

from fairy tales to pearls
you never let a day go by
and so 'always' forever lies
beyond the stillness of your heart

the chill that I felt
would prove to never melt
we were always with somebody else
what does that mean?

it was not for reason or for rhyme
when I called you out on to the line
and your drama seemed much less sublime
in light of a broken spell.

I wonder if you ever cast a spell.

I wonder if you ever will...

I'm Burning

2007-02-17T14:27:00.000-08:00

Winner in 2006 – 2007 League for Innovation Student Literary Competition

A bushel of the finest from the serpent tree,
Will never satisfy my hunger—only feed the fire in me.

My body longs for rest but my mind never tires,
Of tales from the tongues of times or the quest for promethean fire.

Cursed with such a blessing, the truth has set me free.
But wisdom has stolen my patience and knowledge is my disease.

It burns and hurts; this raging fire within.
Indulgence barely snuffs it out and it returns again.

Does everyone think this way or is it only me?
Truth and knowledge bought and sold me into this slavery.

Insatiable appetite, unquenchable thirst,
Incurable addiction, unbreakable curse.

Set me free, let me go.
Give back to me what I used to know.

Your progression of my possession made me change my mind.
Here I am without me and all I left behind.

Arrogance, pride, and pomposity were the order of the day.
I could be a monarch of monstrosity, but my heart is in the way.

There's no one here to help me.
There's no one here to help.
There's no one here.
Help me.

I'm burning.

The Hallway Light

2007-02-17T06:29:00.000-08:00

The light came rushing down the hall to tell me of your fate.
Many years passed in this night and the morning could not wait.
The same light in the hallway brought me comfort way back when.
Charged with sweeping out the darkness—now it sweeps it in.
The numbing news affects me, but it cannot be undone.
There's so much sorrow for the circumstance of a final setting sun.
This house of tears that are wept for you is not unlike your own,
Where in the past the hallway light had let other fates be known.
And years from now the hallway light will surely shine again,
To sweep me out to darkness and to sweep me in.

Ode To My Brother

2007-02-17T02:18:00.000-08:00

Recognized in 2006 – 2007 League for Innovation Student Literary Competition

Remember when we waited for the news that school was closed because of the snow?
We hoped for it and wished there would be ice on our street.
We wanted to try out that old sled.
We tried to tie it to your bike.

Remember the night we stayed up waiting for the year to change to 1980?
We were excited to see the change of a whole decade.
Together we wished, hoped, and dreamed for better days ahead.
We made hot chocolate that night.

Remember how I used to tag after you and your friends?
I couldn't catch your football or run as fast—even when you were after me.
I was excited to be with you—especially when you weren't after me.
I always wished for more of your time and hoped to catch your football someday.
I wonder if you’ve ever known that.

Remember when we broke the flower pot in the living room?
I told you I couldn't catch your ball and in the midst of our commotion,
It flew right into that flower pot in what seemed to be slow motion.
We hoped momma wouldn't notice when she got home.
I wished you hadn't thrown that.

Remember the cat that came in the open window the night we were watching T.V.?
We brought the dog in to chase it out. Boy, that didn't work!
I’ve not seen a cat climb curtains like that since.
That wasn't what we were hoping for on that day.

Remember when we were sent to our rooms and weren't supposed to talk?
We wrote messages on paper planes and sailed them down the hall to each other.
We hoped we wouldn't get caught.
We were already in trouble anyway.

I remember many things about our wishes, hopes and dreams.
I fly a different sort of plane with fewer hopes it seems.
More decades have changed and the days seem to crawl.
There are no flower pots or curtains and I still can't catch a ball.

I work when it snows and the ice always seems too thin.
I wish that I had more hopes and dreams these days as I did back then.
I hope that someday my wish will come true.
I dream about yesterday. How about you?

Anyway...

2006-12-06T14:22:00.000-08:00

When I think of all the love that's come to pass
through my life and didn't stay to last
It makes me wonder why it didn't stay
why it comes and then it slips away
anyway...

So it's said that everybody knows
'Love is blind'...but time will come to show
I've never seen it any other way
when it's come and then it's slipped away
anyway...

Oh my love I didn't realize
You were standing right before my eyes
there's all the words I did or didn't say
first they'd come and then they slipped away
anyway...

Broken hearts are often known to cry
even long after lovers say goodbye
Some say time will take the pain away
when it comes and then it slips away
anyway...

Lucky stars and every morning sun
wished upon in hope to find the one
If love is blind how does it find the way
first it comes and then it slips away
anyway...

Now I know I never really knew
the kind of love I've come to find in you
I wouldn't want it any other way
I hope and wish it never slips away
Anyway.

The Playground is Gone

2006-09-08T10:45:00.000-07:00

The playground is gone.
I was there
yesterday
and it's been so long
since I was there
where we played

Oh. Where are you
My old friend?
Where are you?
Oh. I think of you
now and then
Where are you?

I sat where we sat
and I saw you there
all alone
I laughed at our laughs.
and the talks that we shared
walking home.

Oh. Where are you
My old friend?
Where are you?
Oh. I think of you
now and then
Where are you?

I've got a picture of you
and notes that we wrote.
way back when
And I still think of you
as my first crush and hope
my 'girlfriend'.

Oh. Where are you
My old friend?
Where are you?
Oh. I think of you
now and then
Where are you?

Now you're the first thought
when I think of those days.
with starry eyes
And I wonder by chance,
if we'll meet in our ways
again in our lives.

Oh. Where are you
My old friend?
Where are you?
Oh. I think of you
now and then
Where are you?

Now you have your life
and far away
I have my own.
The years have passed by
the place where we played
And the Playground is gone.

Every One But Mine

2006-09-08T10:14:00.000-07:00

The worst thing that could happen is what you least expect
to happen to what you most take for granted.
The number of my years reminds me of who I am and what I could have had
but never was and never what I wanted.

Somewhere out there are the pieces of me
washed away by the tide.
And in some small way or faint memory
I am a part of many other lives.

Every one but mine.

Do What You Want To Do

2006-08-22T19:30:00.000-07:00

Recorded 1996
Micah Allen and the DaisyPushers

(Listen Hear!)

So you say your life is sad
and that's reality
full of misery

Crying all the time
you want me to pull you through
what am I supposed to do?

Nobody wants to be alone
nobody wants a life gone wrong
nobody wants to play a fool

but its up to you

to do what you want to do.

Is There Something?

2006-08-21T17:43:00.000-07:00

Hate
is the darkness in our souls
makes the warmest hearts grow cold
all the while we're growing old

Time
isn't always on your side
waste it all on your foolish pride
and all the while it passes by

I wish that dreams
did come true
so you might say
I'm just like you

Is there something that we could do?

Love
is the healer of all pain
but it doesn't mean a thing
if its all a ball and chain

Life
some say it's just a game we play
I don't think of it that way
does it matter anyway

I wish that dreams
did come true
so you might say
I'm just like you

Is there something that we could do?

All Around

2006-06-12T19:40:00.000-07:00

When I was a little boy I never had a doubt
that love was all around me.
Seven years of innocence until the world found out
and came and took it from me.

Bye. Bye. Sorry to see you go
But they have so much to show me.
Why? Why? tell me what was wrong
why couldn't I belong to me?

Searching for the answers as I watch the sun go down
I guess that I will never know.
Taking all the reasons for the excuses that I've found
I hope someday to let them go...

and find that love again.

Waves

2006-06-12T19:27:00.000-07:00

A marmalade morning
passes to the red afternoon
and to a dusky blue evening
in light of the moon.

The morning dew
and afternoon showers
give way to the cool evening breeze
They are yours, mine, and ours.

All that we are
from the birds and the bees
to the moon and the stars
and the grass and the trees

Is all that we ever were
and all that we'll ever be.

Waves upon waves.
Never goodbye.

This Love

2006-04-07T00:40:00.000-07:00

Here we are
so close and yet so far
there's a pain inside my heart
it's love

Come to me
my love won't you please
can you see
this love?

Any other girl
would never do
as long as I
dream of you

any other time
I could turn away
run away
separate

But here we are
so close and yet so far
and there's a pain inside my heart
it's love

Burning Bridges

2006-04-06T21:20:00.000-07:00

Cold Cold wind blowing through my life again
You dry the tears that you bring.
It seems I'm lost on a bridge I've often crossed
down a road where I've often been.

What does it mean?

Burning bridges all around. I could burn these bridges to the ground
A change of heart has changed my mind.
Tomorrows morning could bring the day with all my troubles washed away
Could it really end this way this time?

Why is love so blind?

Dark dark night am I wrong or am I right
you and I could both be late
Letting go. My sorrow is like the river below.
And no one here can relate

or knows the depth

Burning bridges all around. I can burn these bridges to the ground.
Could it really end this way this time?
Who's the one who should take the blame when love is lost in a lovers game
A change of heart has changed my mind.

Why was love so blind?

Shadows

2006-04-06T21:10:00.000-07:00

Walking in the night
when the moon is on the rise
casting shadows on the ground
I can feel their watching eyes.

Whispers in the wind
drifting to no end
I wonder what they say
in the messages they send.

I can feel them.
I can hear them.
I can see them.
I am out of touch.

Someday we'll be there too
drifting to no end
shadows on the ground
and whispers in the wind.

Out of touch.

The Money King

2006-04-06T20:48:00.000-07:00

Written and recorded in 1993
Micah Allen and The DaisyPushers

(Listen Hear!)

Well maybe I'll win the lottery
or be a secret heir to Carnegie
where credit cards won't mean a thing to me
I'll be the money king.
The Money King.

I'd buy myself the finest things
Gold and Silver and Diamond rings
Cruise around in my limousine.
I'll be the money king.
The Money King.

So people might say I'm a spoiled brat
others might call me a dirty rat
but I won't care about all that
as long as my money book is rally fat
oh yeah...
I'll be the money king.

And maybe I'll win the lottery
or be a secret heir to Carnegie
where credit cards won't mean a thing to me
I'll be the money king.
The Money King.

Miles of Experience

2006-04-05T00:00:00.000-07:00

It was a cool day in February last year when my car broke down.
The night was falling on the day;
pushing the warmth of it underground.
I was seven miles south of help...
without a soul around.

The shadows came out to play in the moonlight as I began to walk.
I thought about where I had been, where I would go,
and disbelieving where I was...
seven miles south of help...
without a soul around.

The night was getting colder so I picked up my pace
to hurry along in the darkness and find a safer place
This couldn't be happening...after all this was ME...
Six miles south of help...
without a soul around.

As I walked I wondered where my luck had gone without a trace,
about my ways and means, and the misfortune of this time and place.
I imagined the outcomes of this night and tomorrow...without knowing my fate but willing to make a deal.
Five miles south of help...
without a soul around.

I felt guilty about what I had left behind and sorry for all of the things that had I left inside.
If only I was not a victim of my vanity and pride.
I couldn't possibly carry it all and I hoped that it would still be there tomorrow.
Four miles south of help...
without a soul around.

I was angry that my cell phone had no reception.
and that I hadn't made it another seven miles in this direction.
I wondered why this happened to me and why I happened to be
Three miles south of help...
without a soul around.

The dark had grown darker and the cold had grown colder
And all that I carried became the world on my shoulders
My feet grew heavy and my breath grew thin. My feet, my breath, and I...
Two miles south of help...
without a soul around.

I hoped, as I drew near, that there would be a place for me.
My cell phone was dead as was my spirit from the loss of my time and energy.
I thought of those that I loved and wondered if they were thinking of me even as I was...
one mile south of help...
without a soul around.

When I arrived, I was frozen, yet my feet burned as fire. I was happy to have made the miles.
I was glad to have the comfort of a hotel room even at an uncomfortable price.
I thought about all that I had left behind and I realized then that I was,
with no rhyme or reason, in and of myself and all of my things...
without a soul around.

And as I drifted off to sleep that night
I thought about the other people here and there around the world
without cars or phones or the comforts of home
for miles around or miles away...
without a soul around.

It's All A Part

2006-04-03T08:16:00.000-07:00

I've been up and I've been down
In my time I have been around
I've been here and I've been there
In a way, I've been everywhere

I've seen the stars shine on at night
and sing out to the night time sky
but the wind came and blew them out
one by one
leaving the moon alone to cry.

It's all a part of your life.

I've heard the words, the wind, and the rain
I've felt the love, the hate, the joy, and the pain
Do you know when you're going back again?
Do you really want to try?

It's all a part of your life.

No Words

2006-04-02T23:41:00.000-07:00

I was once your age...many years ago
though I am a few years less than you.
Is that the reason for your animosity toward me?

I understand your pain and your lack of self control.
I can remember how it felt when I was the same.
Perhaps that is the reason that you don't talk to me.

Time and tide will take a toll and wisdom comes as we get old.
Your emotions consume you and all those around.
All of your foundations are burned to the ground.

I cannot return the favor of your fire
nor do I blame you for your lack of understanding.
It cannot be discussed because we would never agree.

I don't really mind that your silence is so loud
or that your bees are all around me, I only hope
that you will someday find your self respect so that you may tolerate me.

Until then, stare at me and I will smile
which you'll interpret as a smirk
but all in all and all the while that's just your mind at work.

No words would ever change your mind. We are night and day.
I've thought about it enough to find
there is nothing left to say.

Alpha Omega Moo

2006-04-01T22:51:00.000-08:00

The world that revolves around you
revolves around me too
It is what makes me me
and what makes you you.

Ours are so important.
As is everything that we do.
Where would our world be without us?
Who would see our point of view?

But you are the college graduate
with the writings on the wall.
Testimony that you can regurgitate
the knowledge of them all.

You with your Alma Mater
and your framed degree
They are what make you you.
They do not make me me.

I have a different way of thinking.
No trophies line my shelves.
I continue thinking for myself
while you talk about yourselves.

You lecture me on achievement.
You lecture me on success.
You have so much to tell me
that the value becomes less.

Your opinion means so much.
It's value is quite high.
I think that you should keep it
since you need it more than I.

You tend to think that I am less than you;
with my third degree.
That chip upon your shoulder
is what makes me me.

The world that revolves around you
revolves around me too
But I am not part of your click
Alpha Omega Moo.

I Want to Go Home

2006-03-28T06:15:00.000-08:00

I want to go home but I don't know where that is
Is it what I am missing? Is it where I'm missed?
Home is where the heart is but I just don't know
I've been so many places. I don't know where to go.

So many people and so many places
so many names and so many faces
I try to find comfort in the warmth of their breath
but it's rare to be found in such shallowy depths.

Another hotel room in another place.
My corner of the world in time and space.
Theres so much more to me than this.
I want to go home but I don't know where that is.

So is this the 'price' of success?
To achieve so much but be left with less?
I guess you really can't buy happiness.
Because I want to go home but I don't know where that is.

How Does it Feel?

2006-03-27T12:32:00.000-08:00

How does it feel to feel the way you do
When there’s no one there around you who sees the way things are
How will you know the one who’s come to help you
When you turn the other shoulder and keep yourself apart

When will you know?
When are you going to learn?
When the time is right.
When that day has come.

Well the warning signs are all around
But the one that you’re looking for just can’t be found
You can ask anybody but you’ll never hear a sound
Free advice is worth the price and cheaper by the pound.

Why does it matter?
What other people say…
When the only words of wisdom
Are those you give away.

How does it feel to feel the way you do
When you go around in circles and never go too far
How will you know who’s the one to help you
When I lay my words upon you and show you who you are?

Circles

2006-03-20T06:54:00.000-08:00

I am far away from what is familiar to me
Yet things here are familiar too; here with
all that can be seen, but little is truly known.

For all that ever was has often been put away
Into separate boxes here and yon
In dusty attics and cellars across the miles.

Photos of family, journals and personal effects
Cherished on the mantels of their days
Memories of things that fate has put away.

I am today’s apprentice, yesterday’s hope, and tomorrow’s memory
Nothing more and nothing less
Than the summers with my grandparents.

And many years will continue to find me
In the separate boxes here and yon
In dusty attics and cellars across the miles.

Seven Years of Innocence

2006-03-19T07:58:00.000-08:00

Seven years of innocence
My childhood had been kept
Until you had to awaken me
From the place I slept

A monster from the closet
You finally reached my bed
And though there were others near
You chose me instead

The moths and locusts of your presence
Of which there was no warning
Set the darkness of the days to follow
And left me mourning for that morning.

Still I feel so lucky
That you didn’t take me away
Like you did all of the others
That you invited out to play

That old house is gone now
Burned down to the coals
Unlike the bad memories
That you burned into my soul

Others swore to secrecy
Of the chain they couldn’t break
But your unwise choice of choosing me
Was your worst mistake

Thirty years have gone by
Since I spoke of you
You made them all say uncle
And so I said it too.

I can’t give you my forgiveness
Only guilt and great regret
For all the damage that you have done
That I’m still not over yet.

A note to all my cousins:
I’m sorry for the news.
But I had to save us all
And I did what I had to do.

Values

2006-02-26T05:39:00.000-08:00

How much for the Lucky?
Tell me the worth.
Are they chosen at random?
Are they chosen at birth?

Perhaps it's worth more
and lucky to lose
When the choice of the many
is the wrong one to choose.

To appraise much for what's little
and little for what's much
is a sign or poor values
and the folly of such.

The value of one
when compared to ones self
will give the true measure
against nothing else.

When the wise become wise
and the fools remain fools
they are deaf to each other
and set in thier rules.

So what brings something value?
Is it given or earned?
The fool becomes wise
when that something is learned.

Now and Then

2006-02-19T23:07:00.000-08:00

Time truly is a valuable thing
Once it is lost, it's never regained.
Some will say they see time fly
while others sit and watch it go by.

Some people have too much time on their hands
and the days of their lives pass with the sands.
Others hands are tied to the minutes tight wound
and they count every one in perpetual countdown.

Some borrow tomorrow for where yesterday went
But time cannot be borrowed, saved, invested or spent.
Treasure today for as long as it lasts
Don't count on tomorrow or lose time on the past.

Now is the time and the time is at hand
to reflect only a moment so that you understand.
It's worth more than your money and less than your life
so swallow your pride and open your eyes.

It can never be stopped. Forever it moves.
You can count on yours ending without a second to lose.
It will bury you one day as the fates do allow
You can be late then but don't let it be now.

Je Suis Ici

2006-02-19T00:10:00.000-08:00

Il y a trop de monde
et tout le monde est là.
Je suis ici
et je le préfère aime comme çà.

J'y vais quelquefois
mais pas très souvent.
Çà ne m'intéresse pas.
Il n'y a rien pour moi.

Il y a trop de bruit
Il me dérange beaucoup
Je n'en veux plus.
Combien en voulez-vous?

Je peux vous faire voir autre chose
Combien coûte-t-ce valeur?
Je vous ferais savoir
mais je suis ici et tant pis pour vous.

Truth Be Told

2005-11-06T08:17:00.000-08:00

I found the truth to be a lie.
I think more than you know.
I know more than you think.
I know more than you know.

Cloudy skies for my eyes.
Your silence was like pouring rain.
Your words were like blowing winds
that brought the clouds again.

Jigsaw pieces from the past
that time cannot erase
have brought the picture into view
as the pieces find their place.

The words that once betrayed me
now do the same to you.
Though I no longer trust them
I still believe in you.

Now these words won't mean a thing
and so the story goes
I'll say that I forgive you
so someday you will know.

Always

2005-10-17T09:17:00.000-07:00

Every moment of every day
I search my soul for the words to say

that I love you
always
I'll love you
always

We've been together for some time
I want forever to be yours and mine

and I love you
always
I'll love you
always

I remember when you were a dream
and now you're here with me
a wish come true unexpectedly
a dream turned reality

now every moment of every day
I search my soul for the words to say

that I love you
always
and I'll love you
always.

I Cry

2005-10-17T06:29:00.000-07:00

You would think that I would learn
after all the times that I've been hurt
now is the time like times before
to find a lonely song and sing once more
and cry

So long after love has said goodbye

I cry

So long after lovers said goodbye

There's no one here who really knows
all the things that I can never show
so I turn and close the door
and find a lonely song to sing once more
and cry

So long after love has said goodbye

I cry

So long after lovers said goodbye

Setting Sun

2005-10-10T08:58:00.000-07:00

Well I don't believe the day has come
the broken morning of the setting sun

I have to leave. It's all been done.
You'll get the meaning when I'm gone.

So here's goodbye. It's hard to say.
There'll come another another day.

But there's no regret. I was the one.
You won't forget this setting sun.

The Meaning of The Poetry

2005-10-05T14:12:00.000-07:00

Fear and Love. And so it goes.
Butterflies and poetic prose.
I think, I know. But I can see
The meaning of your poetry.

My heart and mind are of flawed design
I think and feel at the same time
You wouldn’t know and you haven’t seen
The meaning of my poetry.

To belong or to be free.
Is it you or is it me?
No one knows and no one sees
The meaning of our poetry.

Love and Fear. And so it goes.
Silent emotions that no one knows
What is, what was, and what will be
Or the meaning of the poetry.

Xavier

2005-10-01T21:47:00.000-07:00

Dear mother why do you cry?
Your baby is here so please dry your eyes.
You long to hold him...and so you do.
Your baby is here inside of you.

He laughs when you laugh and smiles when you smile.
He’s sad when you’re sad and cries when you cry.
So lift up your heart and be comforted dear.
Your baby is home. Your baby is here.

He feels what you feel and is as you are.
His heart beats with yours. You're never apart.
You share a life without and within.
It always will be...as it’s always been.

So my dear friend, please don’t be sad.
You understand love like some never had.
A mother's love like some never knew.
It's there that you'll find Xavier with you.

I Know

2005-09-29T22:53:00.000-07:00

You left me here without a word.
I never knew but now I've heard.
And though it all seems so absurd
I know.

Where would we be if I had known
all the things that were never shown
why is it now that I am grown
or was that meant to be?

Kings and Queens, Pawns and Knights
Wills and ways, wrongs and rights
Now I am the day and you're the night
In time.

Of mice and men and the best laid plans
There's no one here who would understand
No one knows just who I am
I'm the last in line

I've done many things since you've been gone
and done my best to carry on.
You would be proud of your son
I know.

My Kandinski

2005-09-29T15:02:00.000-07:00

Abstract and misunderstood
So few know. So few could.
The true colors known only to me.
And I, for one, have eyes to see.

Many faces and many tones.
Which are theirs and which our own?
Who are lovers and who are friends?
Who's left out and who's let in?

In your colors I seem dark.
A masterpiece or a work of art.
Within are things that rarely show.
Without the things that I used to know.

But you cannot see the things that I do.
We do not share the same point of view.
You can see me and I see you.
I am your reflection.

In your darkness I am the light
with colored words in black and white.
I wish that you could have this sight.
I am your Kandinski.

All Because of You

2005-09-28T22:00:00.000-07:00

Well it’s getting very hard
to keep playing by the rules.
I’m letting down my guard
soon to play the fool.

And who am I to say
that you won’t find a way.
But if I let you in
I might fall again.

I don’t know if it’s right
I don’t know if it’s wrong
But here we are tonight
Right where we belong

Love
The roses are in bloom
And the butterflies take flight
All because of you.

So written to be read
When the day has come
And better left unsaid
Until that day is done.

Love
The roses are in bloom
And the butterflies take flight
All because of you.

Here There and Everywhere

2005-09-28T13:00:00.000-07:00

How can the brightness be so dark
In such a loving yet lonely heart?
How can words have no feel?
How do I know what is really real?

Why was I made to think this way?
A heart and mind with so much to say.
When all of the others just blow away.
And no one ever knows.

It doesn't matter and yet it does
the things that are and whatever was
for a reason or just because
tomorrow never knows.

It's all in here. It's all in you.
There is no end to what we can do.
Speak with the many but think with the few
and you will be inspired.

Rest your ears and your eyes.
Let it be no surprise.
My ears are open to your heart.
Your answer is here, there and everywhere.

Here I Go

2005-09-28T11:28:00.000-07:00

Here I go I feel the pain
coming back like the rain
in my heart the open book
no one can replace the love she took

The biggest hearts are easy prey
easy to hold and easy to break
this I know cause I've played the part
of the lonely one with the broken heart

You know how it feels since you've been there
just play it off pretend not to care
but it's so and will always be
once you fall in love you're never free.

Any other girl would never do
as long as I dream of you
any other time
I could turn away
run away
seperate.

But here I go. I feel the pain.
coming back like the rain
in my heart the open book
no one can replace the love she took

Sammys Song

2005-09-26T00:00:00.000-07:00

Micah Allen and The DaisyPushers

(Recorded Feb . 22nd, 2005)
(CLICK ME! HEAR ME!)
(Watch it.)

Well can you hear those bells?
Ringing loud and clear.
The one day a week
The hypocrites are here.

They’ll sing the song they’ve learned
And maybe do a dance
The holy roller dice
Betting on a chance.

(Chorus)

Close your eyes
Don’t worry bout a thing
It’s later than you think
And Sammys gonna sing his song again

Won’t you come on down
And join in the choir
We’ll do the Caterwaul
That songs on fire

And so the story goes
The way it’s always been
That’s how it’s gonna be
When Sammy sings again

(Chorus)

When it’s late tonight
And you’re all your own
Think about it all
And let him come on home

Then you come on down
And join in the choir
We do the Caterwaul
That songs on fire.

(Chorus)

It Doesn't Matter

2005-09-25T00:03:00.000-07:00

Micah Allen and Jason Allen
Recorded January 1996

(Listen Hear!)

Well it's been so long
since I saw you yesterday
and I'm holding on
but it doesn't matter anyway

when you're gone
so long

It doesn't matter anyway

The night has come
there's nothing left to do today
and it's cold outside
but it doesn't matter anyway

so what
I'm home.

It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter
anyway
anyway

no no no

I'll come to you
tomorrow seems so far away
and if I do
what is it that you would say

hello or goodbye

Well it's been so long
since I saw you yesterday
and I'm holding on
but it doesn't matter anyway

when you're gone
so long
and that's all

oooh it doesn't matter
it doesn't matter
anyway.

Anyway...
no no.

Maybe

2005-09-24T23:49:00.000-07:00

Recorded June 1994
Micah Allen, Jackson Holt, Paul Quimby
Live Jam Session
(Listen Hear!)

Maybe I'm in love
because it's you I'm always thinking of.

Maybe I'm a fool
to fall in love with you

who would ever know
no one ever knows

there's no one here to blame

Girl
I love you
my heart
my love
belongs to you.

but you will never know
you didn't want to know

and there's no one here to blame

Yes I Love You

2005-09-24T23:23:00.000-07:00

Well if love can mend
broken hearts again
then I'm in luck for sure

Since you came to me
my girl
my heart doesn't hurt me anymore

I love you
these words are simple
but they are true

yes I love you
and this heart of mine
belongs to you

We may be different
my love
we may be distant
my love
but I know one thing
my love
is true

and I love you
these words are simple
but they are true

yes I love you
and this heart of mine
belongs to you

I Feel

2005-09-24T23:16:00.000-07:00

I've been overkill
with the way I feel
hanging on a line
waiting for a sign.

I only wanted you to feel this way
I only wanted you to feel this way
I only wanted you to feel the way
I feel for you.

Take me by the hand
and help me understand
why you have to run
am I the only one?

I only wanted you to feel this way
I only wanted you to feel this way
I really wanted you to feel the way
I feel for you.

Cool World Blue World

2005-09-24T23:05:00.000-07:00

(Sept. 1993)

The world just keeps on changing
but everything stays the same
everybodys got their numbers
and everyone's got their name

Life my love
is just a game
love is just
a part
And the world is full of broken hearts.

It's a cool world
It's a blue world

They tell you they have the feeling
they tell you they really care
but when you look, you find them nowhere
you'll find that they were never there.

Life my love
is just a game
love is just
a part
And the world is full of broken hearts.

It's a cool world
a blue world
a cool world.

blue world.

Just as Long

2005-09-24T23:00:00.000-07:00

It could rain a hundred years babe
keep the sun from shining through
but it wouldn't make me any difference
as long as I am there with you.

All the world is on my shoulders
and the weight could break me in two
so it's gone from cold to colder but I'm alright
as long as I am here with you.

No one here can say what I feel about you
and there are no words to describe
all I know is that I don't want to be without you
I want you here in my life.

So let the winds just keep on blowing
and the rain can keep raining on too
it doesn't matter where we're going
just as long as I am there with you.

I'm Lost

2005-09-24T22:54:00.000-07:00

Recorded 1996
By micah Allen and The DaisyPushers
(Listen Hear!)

The night is falling
and the wind is calling out your name.
Here I am without you
as I watch the lights fade away.

The rain is falling
softly on my window pain
and here I am without you
am I the one to blame?

And will our hearts be broken?
Should we walk away
leaving words unspoken
because our pride stands in our way?

No.

I'm lost without you
my heart just cannot see
I'm lost without you
will you come back to me?

Please come back to me.

I'm lost without you.

Hold On

2005-09-24T22:50:00.000-07:00

Micah Allen and The DaisyPushers
Recorded July 17th 1996

(Listen Hear!)

Well we've been in love a while
it doesn't seem that long
and I had never dreamed
that love could be so strong

It's very hard for me
you're so far away
and I worry someone will lead
your loving heart astray

Hold on
to this love
babe it's all we've got
hold on
to my love
keep us heart to heart.

Love Peace and Happiness

2005-09-24T22:44:00.000-07:00

The world's still spinning round
spinning slowly, winding down
coming to it's end.

Listen to the winds of war
in your paper at your door.
We expect to win.

Oh love, peace, and happiness
why oh why
can't there be
a little more of this?

Love
Peace
and Happiness

Why?
Why?
Can't there be more of this?

With You

2005-09-24T22:37:00.000-07:00

Recorded 1996
Micah Allen and the DaisyPushers

(Listen Hear!)

You
took my heart away.
And you
chased my tears away.

And I
fell in love
with you.

Once
I was a lonely one.
I thought
I was the only one.

And then
there was you.

You
take my heart away
and you
take my breath away

and I am in love
with you.

A Simple Song of Love

2005-09-24T22:34:00.000-07:00

There is music in everything;
in the still of night and the falling rain.

I hear a symphony
when you're lying here next to me.

Two hearts that play beautifully
a simple song of love.

Dear Friend

2005-09-24T22:26:00.000-07:00

Dear Friend,
I know just how you feel
lonely and blue...like a fifth wheel.

You and I think a lot a like
we build castles in the sky so high.

But don't you ever cry.
Everything will be alright.
Open up your heart to life.

Yes, I've been there before
with my heart out on the floor
and love just closed the door
in spite.

There's no one here
but there are people everywhere
with no words to hear
and no thoughts to share.

So dear friend,
I know just how you feel.
Lonely and blue like a fifth wheel.
Because you and I build those castles in the sky
so high.

I See Your Face

2005-09-24T22:19:00.000-07:00

I see your face
on my wall
and I'd like to give you a call
just to hear your sweet voice on my line.

It's been a while
since I saw you
I wish there was something that we could do
and hope that someday you could be mine.

If it's quite alright with you
I want to tell you that I love you
and you can believe it's true
my love.

we are so many miles away
there are so many things I want to say
and I'm waiting for the day
to come.

Here alone
what can I do
with a picture and a poem of you
but dream like all lovers do
you will be mine.

You Know Me

2005-09-24T22:10:00.000-07:00

I am strangely familiar to your heart and your soul.
You know me somehow, but how do you know?
Some kind of connection from some time in the past?
A blinded reflection of something that's passed?

These words are your own and you know them well.
They conjure your memory with all that they spell.
The lost and forgotten will come and then go.
You know me somehow, but how do you know?

Was it a dream or wasn't it real?
How do I know so well what you feel?
Why am I here at this place and time
with questions and answers, riddles and rhymes?

So say that you know me and know that it's so.
You know me somehow, but how do you know?
Because I have been with you as long as you've been.
I am here now and will be again.

I am strangely familiar to your heart and your soul.
You know me somehow, and how do you know?
Because I am all that you are and all that you know.
I am your heart and I am your soul.

Know Me.

The Love She Never Had

2005-09-20T14:04:00.000-07:00

It seems I've always wondered why
and how true love could ever die.
Maybe I've been there before.

A family with so much to share.
Then there was the empty chair.
I still remember the closing door.

I've been there before.

She never thought he would cheat or lie
and when he did she could only cry.
All her dreams were gone.

She raised the kids all on her own.
Her will and love had made her strong.
She was strong. Lord she was strong.

Then she lived with her youngest son.
Rarely hears from the oldest one.
They always said he was like his dad.

When he's gone she'll start a new,
carry on with cares a few.
Maybe then her life won't be so sad

with the love she never had.