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SONG LIST 1 The Last Man Singing

SONG LIST 2 Sheila Tequila

SONG LIST 3 A Day at the Office

SONG LIST 4 A Traveler in the Distance

SONG LIST 5 Love Without a Doubt

SONG LIST 6 Undertows and Afterglows

SONG LIST 7 High Tides and Landslides

SONG LIST 8 A Knight for a Lady

SONG LIST 9 Between Us and Love

SONG LIST 10 One Piece Missing

SET LIST 1 Glass Half Something

SET LIST 2 Plurality

SET LIST 3 Self in the Mirror

SET LIST 4 Partnered to the Crime

SET LIST 5 Living a la Mode

SET LIST 6 Definitely NOT Love

SET LIST 7 Train Off the Tracks

SET LIST 8 Boss Logic

SET LIST 9 Thralls of the Flame

SET LIST 10 Go Ask Gramm

SET LIST 11 Noise, Lies and Longing

SET LIST 12 Wounded Masculinity (Silhouettes of Pride)

SET LIST 13 Power Shields

SET LIST 14 6,000KM to DK (Six-Thousand Mile to Denmark)

SET LIST 15 Liminal State

SET LIST 16 Kneel, Heal and Rise

SET LIST 17 Smirks, Swears, Moans and Cries

SET LIST 18 Corrugation Row

SET LIST 19 Della of Troy

SET LIST 20 The Cost of Light

SET LIST 21 A Cold Plate

SET LIST 22 Inherent Absence

SET LIST 23 Zionation

SET LIST 24 Bi Ride or Die

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1 of 35 Dedication, Copyright and Manifesto

2 of 35 Who Tom Is

3 of 35 Introduction

4 of 35 What "Community" Says

5 of 35 Purpose and Structure of Three Books

6 of 35 Table of Contents

7 of 35 Quick Guide G to X

8 of 35 Full Texts of Lyrics

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24 of 35 Songwriter Comparisons

25 of 35 Tom's Cassette Tapes

26 of 35 Songs I Wish I Wrote

27 of 35 Contacts and Social Media

28 of 35 Should You Read This?

29 of 35 Can I Get Sued?

30 of 35 Final Thoughts

31 of 35 Why So Serious?

32 of 35 Five Car Ride Talks

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DIRTY THOUGHTS & SHIT THEY DON'T WANT

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"I'm not gonna lie... I wrote and read all this shit...

and I'm kinda f*cked up!" - Tom Jensen, collaborhythm


HALF TOLD by Tom Jensen
Behind my eyes I can’t let you in
The best I can do is begin again
I let you down and myself to
With all the sh*t I put you through
Been having a hard time 
holding my head up high
Been having a hard time 
sorting truth from lies
I’m not sure where I should go from here
I don’t know if it shows
 but I’m f*cking scared
Seems like everyone I know has disappeared… 
through the years
I’ve been looking for something new
And I don’t know what to do
I’ve been seeking to make changes
Having thoughts that are the strangest
I’ve been hiding from my demons
While pretending I don’t see them
Yet I feel their presence creeping
Around my room when I am sleeping
And I find it quite disturbing
More than a little bit unnerving
When you’re trying to go straight
but keep on swerving
And before it’s too late 
the lesson you are learning
Is you can’t go back and change the past
It catches up with you living fast
As shiny gold turns to rusty bronze
You have to ask yourself 
where’d I go wrong?
As you trace back the last twenty years
Wondering how on earth did I end up here?
Yet you’re unsure 
of whether to laugh or cry
Though you’re not tired 
you close your eyes…
You feel a tear and you don’t know why?
So with retrospect you gaze inside
Never been alone – not with pain and fear
Your travelling companions 
through the years…
Yet you’re scared 
of some the past seeds you’ve sowed
So your conscious carries 
such a heavy load…
I’ve grown tired of these escapades
I’m trying to take back the day
The hands of time can’t be rewound
But I refuse to stay sorrow bound
They say everybody’s got a story
A fall from grace or shining in glory
As of now the tale’s only half told
And my fate awaits just up open the road, yeah!
CLIMBING THE LADDER By Tom Jensen
You'd be wise to take my advice
Before you fall in love
With a fool's paradise
You had better think twice
I don't have any vices
And that's priceless
Considering where I've come from
Everything I once believed in
Was so misleading
I'm lucky I'm still breathing
Considering all the things I've done
I scaled the drug ladder
Straight to the top
Got up so high
I almost couldn't get of
I could not control
The cravings inside my brain
That boy's on the ladder
And he's climbing up again
From cigarettes...
To booze...
To weed...
To speed...
To acid ...
To mushrooms...
To E...
To crack-cocaine
You'd be wise to take my advice
Before you fall in love
With a fool's paradise
You had better think twice
A lot of my old friends
Now sleep in the gutter
Toss an eight ball on the table
And watch them try to kill each other
My d-d-dad's a p-p-pothead
Who s-s-speaks with a s-s-stutter
Just another nicotine fiend
That describes my mother
A raging alcoholic
Yeah, that's my brother
And my sister…well guys
I suggest you use a rubber
There, now I think
I've got everybody covered
If you want to know about somebody
Investigate their friends and family
Even still I’m not quite sure
How I let it happen to me
But I've escaped the demons
And now I'm free
You'd be wise to take my advice
Before you fall in love
With a fool's paradise
You had better think twice
Well if you're hooked
And you're looking to beat it
Listen closely and I'll tell you a secret
If you've climbed the ladder so high
That you duck when planes fly
You can't just jump off or else you’ll die
It's too hard to cold turkey
What was years in the making
Pressure like that
Is like an oven baking
You managed to climb up
So you've got to climb back down
One step at a time
Until your feet hit the ground
LITTLE BIRD by Tom Jensen
Wondering deep inside my own fascination
Gathering all my strength just to open up the door
Close my eyes with a little hesitation
Knowing I’ll never hear your music any more
How could someone so dear to me
Keep me so confused and from the truth for so long?
Whispering of love when she was so near to me
When deep inside she knew it was only a song
Oh little bird
Sing what’s in your heart
Never sing a song 
That should never have been heard
Oh little bird
You turned your trickery into an art
Humming a melody
These ears should have never heard 
Oh little bird
Oh little bird
Sing what's in your heart
Never sing a song 
That should never have been heard
Oh little bird
You turned your trickery into an art
Humming a melody
These ears should have never heard 
Oh little bird
HERE AND NOW 
by Tom Jensen
The time is getting late
Your lifetime is passing
Why should you wait
Is the question you are asking
Paralyzed by fear 
Frozen by the uncertain
Unknowing in how far or near
Is the final curtain
But you can never tell
What lies ahead 
Maybe Heaven, maybe Hell
Only one man sorts the dead
Yea you can never tell
What lies ahead 
Maybe Heaven, maybe Hell
Only one man sorts the dead
In the here and now 
Is where heroes are made
In this world we live
We die even villains fade
With our vision to achieve
Great statues are erected
And although we still believe
What is strived for is never perfected
But you can never tell
What lies ahead 
Maybe Heaven, maybe Hell
Only one man sorts the dead
Yea you can never tell
What lies ahead 
Maybe Heaven, maybe Hell
Only one man sorts the dead
In the here and now is where we are
You may try to run -- but you won't get far
As the dreams you hold may never be
Just as the light that shines 
you may never see
But you can never tell
What lies ahead 
Maybe Heaven, maybe Hell
Only one man sorts the dead
No, you can never tell
What lies ahead 
Maybe Heaven, maybe Hell
Only one man sorts the dead
FIGHT FOR PEACE by Tom Jensen Lynette
Come now citizens of the world
Let us knock down this mental wall
Time to let a new flag unfurl
Large enough to cover us all
Endless sea of humanity
That will bridge both the land and shore
Become one global family
Let us not divide anymore
Realize difference makes us great
Opposed to tearing us apart
I swear to you it's not too late
And all it takes is one to start
It could be you who makes a stand
One burning monk can end a war
Wouldn't fight in Iraq...I ran
Didn't deem it worth fighting for
Unlock the door you have the key
Finally let this madness cease
Everybody say it with me
What is my belief? Can’t fight for peace
Come now citizens of the world
Let us knock down this mental wall
Time to let a new flag unfurl
Large enough to cover us all
Endless sea of humanity
That will bridge both the land and shore
Become one global family
Let us not divide anymore
Realize difference makes us great
Opposed to tearing us apart
I swear to you it's not too late
And all it takes is one to start
Unlock the door you have the key
Finally let this madness cease
Everybody say it with me
What is my belief? Can’t fight for peace
SNIPER'S SONG By Tom Jensen
Who am I?
And what are my reasons?
I've got my rifle by my side
And it's hunting season
I'm just another face in the crowd
Waiting to make my next move
Eight A.M. and I'm already out on the prowl
I wonder just how long I can keep my cool
Random is the way it has to be
Can't have any motive or connection
Following after me
One bullet at a time
I write the headlines of the front page
I am God, I am death, I am your old age
At random
Or in seclusion
I am reality
This is no illusion
Who am I?
And what are my reasons?
I've got my rifle by my side
And it's hunting season
I'm just another face in the crowd
Waiting to make my next move
Nine A.M. and I'm already out on the prowl
I wonder just how long I can keep my cool
Go about your business
This sniper will find you
Look over your left shoulder
I am right behind you
You cannot see me
I am in seclusion
Death is reality
I am no illusion
Who am I?
And what are my reasons?
I've got my rifle by my side
And it's hunting season
I'm just another face in the crowd
Waiting to make my next move
Ten A.M. and I'm already out on the prowl
I wonder just how long I can keep my cool
Some may call me crazy
But I don't see it that way
I am just another hunter
And you are all my prey
I could be your neighbor
I could be your best friend
I could be a terrorist
But only when you catch me...
Will you be safe again
GET OUTTA MY HOUSE By Tom Jensen
They say diamonds are a girl's best friend
I guess it's good 
to have something left when
When the feeling ends
When the love is gone
All that's left is a song
You make love to your bong
As quiet as a mouse 
when your loving wife says
"Get outta my house!"
After mistakes have been made
Just as the song said
She threw a vase
Smacked you in the face
And when you said ouch
She made you sleep on the couch
You never saw the writing on the wall
Kept telling yourself tomorrow she'd call
From days to months to years
From happiness to sadness to tears
Your lasting memories 
concern her tight blouse
And the night she said
"Get outta my house!"
The carriage of gold which you both rode
Down along the cove on your wedding day
Somehow became untracked and unhitched
And every one of them horses 
they got up and ran away
After every mistake
followed another excuse
As the chain started to break
She figured what's the use
For when you called for a truce
She challenged you to a joust
On her shield she soon wrote in your blood
"Get outta my house!"
Hearts once ablaze and set afire
Have gradually lost their flame
Dreams once you both together aspired
No longer remain the same
Coals in need of stoking 
have lost all chance of smoking
Leaving each night's watchmen 
pointing blame
The mood grows colder 
as the time grows older
It's time to move south
When you're bleeding from the mouth
Because she sprayed you in the nose
And then smacked you with the hose
Even Smoky the Bear
Knew that the fire's been doused
On the night she said
"Get outta my house!"
They say diamonds are a girl's best friend
I guess it's good 
to have something left when
When the feeling ends
When the love is gone
All that's left is a song
You make love to your bong
As quiet as a mouse
When your loving wife says
"Get the fu#$ outta my house!"
"Get the fu#$ outta my house!"
EX-POEM By Tom Jensen
When someone says your name I duck
Because now I'm careful of whom I trust
Sometimes in love you really get fu$%ed
Sometimes a smiling face
Turns into disgust
Second chances...you got them
But for a second time you hit rock bottom
Third chances... you want them
Still trying to sell me some fruit
That you know is rotten
Calling on the phone
And knocking on the door
So scared to be alone
When you finally realize
That you can't have
What you once had any more
But you brought it on yourself
So why are you so surprised?
Love is dead
It has been beheaded
Get it through your head
We'll never be wedded
My phone rings
But I don't pick it up
I give easy hints
But you won't pick them up
Often there's no voice
On the other end of the receiver
It is true I once worshipped you
But now I'm no longer a believer
When someone says your name I duck
Because now I'm careful of whom I trust
Sometimes in love you really get fu$%ed
Sometimes a smiling face
Turns into disgust
ONE SLIP OF THE KNIFE
by Tom Jensen
Whenever you feel down
When in your mind you feel truly alone
Take a walk among the dead
Read each name upon each stone
If your eyes don't change
Join them in name join them in spirit
Be one and the same
From some pains you can never run away
Though sometimes forgotten -- the scars will always stay
For sometimes it seems like there's no escape
And yet all it takes is one simple mistake
To burn down the mansion you built 
To knock the clown off of his stilts
But don't let your judgment fail you
Know what you're finding before it's found
Don't ever let your cross nail you
A weight so heavy it'll drag you down
And when your inner voice seems to have no sound
And all this pain builds up inside
You are here alone - with no one around
One thought stalks you: there's nowhere left to hide.....
And on the table lies a 12-inch blade.
As night creeps in as black as a spade
Would it really matter?
One slip of the knife?
Would anyone notice -- a worthless life?
She lies on the floor
Her last thought so guilted
Clutching a rose now fallen and wilted
NATURE OF MAN
by Tom Jensen
You set her up for a fall
And she wasn't ready to be let down
You left her feeling so small
She felt like she got put down
For soon she sees
It was never meant to be
As so painfully
She finds out about your history
It's not a name
It's not a face 
It's not a time
It's not a place
It's just the nature of man
She could never understand
It's not a game and no one's to blame
But she feels the shame 
and carries the weight
It's just the nature of man
She could never understand
It's just the primal urge
It's the way of the earth
A thrill can come in many forms
And you can get it just about anywhere
When you go looking for fun
You just might find that fun's someone if you really don't care
And soon she will see
It was never meant to be
As so painfully
She finds out about your ways and means
It's not a name
It's not a face 
It's not a time
It's not a place
It's just the nature of man
She could never understand
It's not a game and no one's to blame
But she feels the shame 
and carries the weight
It's just the nature of man
She could never understand
It's just the primal urge
It's the way of the earth
ANOTHER by Tom Jensen
I’m fired up
I’ve had enough
Of backing down
And getting pushed around
I’m standing tall
I will not fall
I’ll be the wrecking ball
Right through your brick wall
I’m rising up through the ashes
Taking names and kicking asses
Finally the tide has turned
And I’m laying claim to what I deserve
I’ve waited
And found waiting brings nothing
Dedicated
I know I’m bound to find something
Educated
By both books and streets
Frustrated
I can neither find nor keep
The love that’s been missing
Was there and now it isn’t
Was here and then it wasn’t
I placed myself above it
Alone and incomplete 
I’ve been lacking inner peace
All I’m really after 
Is a good night’s sleep
So it’s time to find another
Who will be my lover
To make the circle complete
SMITTY’S ANTHEM (NO TEARS) 
by Tom Jensen
I’ve got no tears left to cry
It just feels dead inside 
And no, I’m not gonna lie
I love to hate you more
Than I ever loved to love you
And it may be 
Yeah, that this one’s on me
But as you see by my misery
It’s all I can do 
To not scream through the roof
There’s a red flag at half mast
You whistle as you walk past
Yes, the graveyard is full of souls
Whose decaying remains fill all those holes
While the blind man with the thirsty ears
Longs for love during his final years
And the middle-aged man 
with a broken past
Clings to lies remembering them as facts
And the bullet proof youth 
takes advice from none
Learns the hard way 
that’s when the troubles come… 
As he looks around not sure what to do
He blames me and I blame you…
Yeah, I was driving
F*cking flying!
Running away as fast as I can
She was lying
Then starts crying
I tell her, “Go find another man!”
Lonely…
Not me…
I’m already making other plans
You try to hold on
But baby I’m gone
Now you know I’m still in demand
This is a new song
I hear you humming along
Got you thinking about clapping your hands…
Since you’ve grown tired
Of living uninspired
Finally my friend you understand…
THIRTY SECONDS By Tom Jensen
I got about thirty seconds…
To get inside your head
So let us save the small talk
For another time instead
Now I have only twenty seconds left…
To sew this little seed to try to
Turn my belief into your belief
How do I get you to see that 
Once you unplug yourself from your TV
You can begin to make a difference
To someone else, yourself and me…
Uh oh…just ten seconds more…
To let you know that there are 
Countless caverns 
Left within your mind
Just waiting to be explored...
PEN AND PAPER By Tom Jensen
Well I'm...
Struggling against the tide
Pen and paper by my side
Feeling great, oh wait, I lied
There's not much I trust
And that sucks, but why cry?
Seems that something's
Gonna have to be sacrificed
To keep on playing this game
To keep on living this life
Release me
From the worldwide 
weight of humanity
Too much for this 
writer to decipher
The many causes of insanity
He pauses...then continues
As he counts his losses...
His inner voice asks him,
"Is it in you?"
To be the leader
when it is so easy to follow
Never need to be the owner
When everything 
can be borrowed
Though you'll never find
Yourself being a loner
You just might be hollow
And it's such a waste of time...
Following the blind
Open up your eyes
Haven't you realized?
'Tis better to lead them...
And still be breathing
Than it is to follow
And be the one 
left bleeding
Never wading in the 
springs of freedom....
And not understanding
These things I speak of
Contemplating something
Hollow and misleading
And it brings many things...
Such as a false disguise 
by a gypsy king
In his lies we 
discover many truths...
Through his eyes 
we uncover his abuse
And his song of sorrow 
so many sing
Well I've got those
Same old blues again
It seems that life is game
You can never win
Cannot change your past
You can't change 
where you've been
It seems you were 
having a blast
But now you don't like
The position you're in
Once they stuck you 
in your caste
You ended up taking 
it on the chin
Now labeled a has-been
You got no friends
Just want it to end
Let your soul be recast
Let us try it again
TRAIN by Tom Jensen
The conductor blows his whistle
Time for the train to leave the gate
As I'm sitting by the window
Wondering why you’re late
I promised myself that you’d be here
Been telling myself that for so long
But as the cars start in motion
I'm thinking maybe that I’m wrong
Maybe you forgot your ticket
Or else on another track
On this train I’m leaving
And I'm never coming back
I said I'd meet you at the station
With suitcases in my hand
But why you never showed up
I'll never understand
You know I paid for your ticket
Even before I bought one for myself
Perhaps you boarded the next car
And sitting with someone else
In all of this confusion
You know I’ve lost my mind
While hurrying for the train
I left my heart behind 
WHAT I'LL DO
by Tom Jensen
I faded silently into the fog
From where I first came
Long before I knew you...
Of your legend or your name
The hardest thing I've ever done
Or that'll I'll ever do
Not because of fear of pain
But because it was best for you
Sure, I miss our conversations
Of course I miss your point of view
But there was little hesitation
Of course I breathed a sigh or two...
But it was best for you
You said you needed time
To reflect in your mind
About the past and the new
And since time is all I have...
I've given it to you
I've never spoken empty words
At least as far as you're concerned
I've never wished these tables turned
I stand behind my promises
My thoughts and my deeds
And my desire to give you 
Everything you need
Whatever you wish
I'll do my best to make
Your wish come true
What you see in all your dreams
I'll do my best
To make those dreams come true
Whatever's best for you...
That is what I'll do
(what I'll do)
Whatever's best for you...
That is what I'll do
(what I'll do)
Whatever's best for you...
That is what I'll do
(what I'll do)
Yeah, whatever's best for you...
That is what I'll do
(what I'll do)
What I'll do
TIME BOMB By Tom Jensen
My boo boo…
My uncle just dropped a bomb (Uncle Sam)
Right through your roof ….
Killing your dad and your mom…. (God Damn)
So when you grow up to be 
Big, brave and strong
When you grow up tell me 
Whose side will you be on?
Tick tock….tick tock….
My nickname is time bomb
My friends are waiting for me to explode
Today was the day I woke up
It was kinda warm – still I grabbed for my coat
And I grabbed my package….
My surprise…oh soon…
Everyone will know…..
See my big grin…
it’s right here…From ear to ear 
right above my chin….
oh oh oh
Oh just what I got
Oh won’t you take a guess?
With this I’ve come all this way 
So many miles West
J.C. sees me on the bus
Asks me what’s under my coat?
I looked back at him and said softly…
Eanie meanie miney moe
I got a present for somebody 
But just who is it – I don’t yet know
I think I’ll bide my time and pen a little rhyme
Let us drive a little further on down the road….
Yeah my nick name is time bomb
And pretty soon I'm gonna explode!
TRAFFIC By Tom Jensen
Traffic...
Caught in traffic
Traffic...
Caught in traffic
Addict ...
Caught in traffic
Addict...
Caught in traffic
Traffic...
Is tragic
False illusion
They work their magic
Tragic...
Believe in magic
Traffic...
Is tragic
One solution...
End the sadness
Tragic...
To see such madness
Burning trees...
Burning trees...
Dropping lit matches
Burning trees...
And fixing black
holes with patches
Burning trees...
Burning trees...
If you're green
It's worse than crosses
One hundred degrees
Two hundred degrees
Burning trees...
Still can't breathe
Can you help me?
Burning trees
People got other causes
And silly me...
Counting up our losses
Traffic... Caught in traffic
WE ARE THE ONES by Tom Jensen 
We are the hunched over old man 
who makes your shoes shine
We are the policemen and women 
who help reduce crime
We are the ones who cook 
and serve your meals at lunch time
We are the bartenders you find 
right before closing time
If you're overworked and underpaid
Just nod your head, say you're doing fine
Pick up your shovel, grab your spade
Just nod your head, say you're doing fine
Get back to work, carry on your trade
Just nod your head, say you're doing fine
Quit complaining about making 
minimum wage
Just nod your head, say you're doing fine
If you're overworked and underpaid
Don't complain just get in line
We are the tracks on which society is laid
Don't complain just get in line
From our broken backs 
millionaires are made
Don't complain just get in line
It starts when you're a little kid 
selling lemonade
Don't complain just get in line
Let us unite from here, there, 
from everywhere
For now is our time to shine
Scream out if your life's defined 
by more than just your career
For now is our time to shine
If you're in your car join our motorcade
For now is our time to shine
Sing the refrain and join our parade
For now is our time to shine
You might drink the wine 
but we're the ones who 
pulled the grapes from the vine
You may own the oil
 but we're the ones that built the pipeline
They might worship you 
but we're the ones who erected the shrine
You may sing the song…
Sing us a song… sing us a song…
But we're the ones who wrote the rhyme
                                           We are the ones who wrote the rhyme                                                                                                        

part two

coming up...

MONITIZATION By Tom Jensen
This time I'm feeling like the criminal
But all communication is subliminal
Sure my treatment might be deferential
'Cause now others notice my potential
They got silver tongues
And their eyes? They're green
They're the best paid talkers
That you've ever seen
You know those who smile at themselves?
Well....now they were smiling at me
They said you could make money for us
If you can trick the rest into thinking
you got something
In which they can still believe
After some pondering
I started responding
And I kindly replied:
Yeah...part of me has died
And I'd like to find that something
I can finally stake my faith and creed in...
But hopefully
it'll either be
mental clarity
Oh gee,
maybe sanity...
or perhaps even freedom
Then maybe
there would be
No more forced insanity
that any amount of money
can pay the fee
For forgetting all about humanity
and human dignity
What has happened to some
I hope it doesn't
happen to me
I'm still trying to find a reason to wake up
Maybe it's to give everything a shake up
Some poor pawn's got to lead the charge
Take a musket ball for society at large
Heck, I'd rather be the host
or the maître d'
Than some bourgeoisie
attendee
To a committee brunch
designed to oversee
Who gets to select
who gets the gold trophy
For having the charity
That spends the most on vanity
I guess we just
fundamentally
disagree
For you see
I don't wanna be
a trainee
to be a trustee
Because I don't agree
Subscribe or believe
In such self-serving fantasies
For sometimes money
Is one's own worst enemy
Just search through
the texts of history
From King Midas to Judas
to Bush and Cheney
When money becomes everything
then I don't want any...
Nah...
I don't want any
LET ME IN By Tom Jensen
Won't you let me in
Into your heart
Into your mind
That would keep me satisfied
To become one 
With your subconscious
And with your soul
You know I'd never try to gain control
Over your feelings
Or your actions
I'd just smile wide
With satisfaction
And I'd help you find the truth
Amongst all these distractions
For I believe we both could use
Each other as a book of matches
When the world seems dark
Or when things look bleak
When we could use a spark
To light a flame for each other to see
Won't you let me in
Into your world
Into your thoughts
As for my own - I've shared a lot
Still I long for yours
Tell me what do you see 
When you look at the world
And when you look at me?
Because I want to view life
Through a second pair of eyes
For sometimes even I need a guide
To show me a new and better path
And to know there's 
Someone standing there
Standing behind me 
When I look back...
For I long to see a light
When the trail starts winding
As the day's becoming night
And the way's not easy finding
My eyes are tired 
And I'm losing sight
Won't you let me in
Into your door when I am cold
Into your arms so I can hold
Onto someone 
Onto something
When I'm spinning out of control
When I'm beginning to feel old
And less reassured than when I was a kid
When I question everything in my life
And what I've done with it
We could share secret thoughts 
That thus far we've kept hid
Won't you let me in...
Oh, won't you let me in?
Won't you let me in?
MY PRECIOUS By Tom Jensen
Two mourning doves rest upon a limb
Begin the day with a praising hymn
To the gods of grass and rain and wind
For it’s what they know 
what they're surrounded in
Contrast that to me who prays for fame
Golden statues and plaques 
bearing my name
Sure it might seem to some a little vain
But it’s what I know what I'm surrounded in
Every sight I am seeing
Every thought I am thinking
Every sentence I am speaking
Everything I've been believing
The roots are imperial
Facts often mytherial
Logic hypocritical
True intentions deceiving
With all of our wealth 
we haven't had much success
Still got people sleepin'
On mattresses made of pavement
Their pillows are our steps
Why is gold so precious?
What makes silver so fine?
Who first chose to call this wealth?
Back in history and time
I wish that I could have told them
Being rich was all for show
Then I would have shown them
There was a better way to go
We could have changed
Our chain-of-being
Into something non - material
Then we could live our lives
For something meaningful
We could've reach new highs
I'm talking spiritual
FALLEN CLOUDS
by William Elmore Tom Jensen
The stories told beside a campfire so many years ago
Still echo through the canyons melt the newly fallen snow
The legend of great heroes now rest upon the stars
Along the craters of the moon lay dark and blemished scars
There's no one here to judge the living
Or sort through the dead
No one here to dictate terms
Nor record what was said
The laws of these lands has not been etched in stone
The king who holds the scepter can still be overthrown
Hanging clouds drift above after the battle in the sky
Fallen soldiers through love and war each one picking sides
So many wandering souls
Set adrift way up high
Listen through the canyons
We hear another deep sad sigh
You can never see their face
They can never find their place
When lightning strikes 
The fire runs wild
Falling raindrops through the sky…
Fallen clouds…
Fallen
DOWNWARD SPIRAL
by Max Weltman Tom Jensen
I've got something on my mind 
so I better just say it
I hear the music in my heart 
but I just can't play it
I feel good inside but I can't explain it
I don't mind when people cry
I don't mind when it's raining
I don't mind when most people die
At least they stop their complaining
I've been led by many people, 
places and things
There's just so much out there 
in which to believe
I've loved many people 
and then had to cut my strings
Just to end up watching 
each of them leave
Have to go and plant another seed
Go and find something to fill the void
For idle time is the devil's toy
For sometimes being alone
Is worse than being unemployed
Sometimes you're Siegfried
Sometimes you're the tiger
And sometimes you're Roy
High above
An angel cries
And down below
Even storms have eyes
What grows in me 
I now despise
Deep inside
another man dies
Blood clot...........
Gunshot
It's all the same
Heartache......
A big mistake
Just part of the game
Weeds growing wild
A saddened child
Just who is to blame?
Another birthday cake
Wear black at the wake
We're so glad you came
It's a vicious cycle
You better stay on your toes
It's a downward spiral
It comes and goes...
RAINYDAY SUNSHINE by Tom Jensen
My life it would have been your shrine
If my ways had been refined
Before I looked into your big brown eyes
I never knew I was blind
‘Twas you who coulda seen me through
Over the only mountain that I’d yet to climb
I have only one path to take...
Try to walk a straight line this time
And it is you I'm still trying to find
My rainy day sunshine
Without you I may be just fine
But with you I'd be so much better 
It’s you, my rainy day sunshine
Who’s my every day valentine
The only one who could ever have changed
Both the seasons and the weather
I hope I’ll be all right in time
I'm praying someday I'm gonna find
You again and you’ll fill all this emptiness inside
We’ll rebuild this broken mind of mine
So now…it’s you I am trying to find
My rainy day sunshine
Without you I may be just fine
But with you I'd be so much better 
Yeah with you I'd be so much better
PARADIGM By Tom Jensen
There's no such thing
As wasting time
When you are trying
To design the paradigm
Can you be the one
Who helps mold mankind?
Behold that role's
Not so well-defined
Yet it truly
Doesn't take a mastermind
To really blow someone else's mind
Crawling through no man's land
Holding onto your brother's hand
Helping him to stay alive
As you both try to survive
In between the battle lines
My job is to show you
All that there is to see
And to tell you that what is
Is not how it is supposed to be
Please believe in me...
I startled a man in the street
Simply by saying hello
He said,
"Hey kid, stop bothering me!"
Doesn't he know
I have a college degree?
And that I've been known
To write a little poetry
And create a new history
By unlocking that old mystery
Through my literacy?
"Can't there be someone else
You can follow?"
That's what he said to me
His brown eyes were hollow
Thus I retreated in sorrow
Just another who failed to see
That he just might have been
Bettered by me
Forgetting we're all one
In the global family
We all evolved from
The same family tree
Used to crawl around on all fours
Just like a monkey or a junkie
Your background
Your skin tone
Your color
Your race...
No one's ever asked your preference
You know you can't choose your face
And as you see your reflection
You realize that in difference
Here lies the root of hate
So let us end this great debate
Over this city-less state...
We can agree to disagree
I no longer wish to participate
Just as equality waits...
So does our fate
DIRT by Tom Jensen
Who’s got the dirt on you?
Or maybe you’ve been keeping secrets from yourself
Do you know who I’ve been talking to?
No it wasn’t her it was somebody else…
Ooh, I see someone’s afraid of sunlight
Stays lurking in the shadowy realm
To only be happy when it’s cloudy
Would seem to me to be trapped in a living hell
Who’s got the dirt on you?
Won’t you whisper just what your little secret is worth
Certainly no one could have deserved this
Never seen you look so nervous - your eyes darting back and forth
Well sure we all make mistakes
Yet this one was so easy to trace
You didn’t look guilty just heavily disgraced
That would best describe the look on your face
Who’s got the dirt on you?
Has anyone offered to cut you a deal?
Or are they just letting out the line?
Let you run a little knowing they hold the reel
STATUS QUO WOES By Tom Jensen
Too many buildings, not enough sky
Can't solve your problems
Until you stop the lies
What about the children?
They're the ones being sacrificed
Better to leave 'em alone in the wilderness
Than to raise them to be crucified
Got to make it better than this
Do more than just criticize
We're wasting away
A little more everyday
Sometimes the truth is in the mirror
Gazing back into your eyes
You see the picture becoming clearer
And you find a great big surprise...
So that's why you got to know
When to go with the flow
Keep the status quo
And then to know when to resist
Know when to raise a fist
When to cease and desist
And how to buy an alibi
Too many people to keep 'em all in line
Many better men and women
Than me have spent their lives tryin'
To either relive, rewrite,
Forget or regret history
Yet dying before finally finding
And sighing because no one answers
Keep on opening doors
Without knowing what's behind them
And I don't want to be another sheep
Being led to the slaughter
For I've learned through getting burned
That some people's priceless advice
Really is worth less than a quarter
You say you didn't know any better
It used to be the story of my life
Funny now how some things
Are more important
Than you first thought them...
As you can only aspire to fly higher
Once you've hit rock bottom
So that's why you've got to know
When to go with the flow
Keep the status quo
When to hope and pray for it
When to say it
Know when to resist
Know when to raise a fist
And when to cease and desist
When to let it roll right off of your shoulder
Or else when to get pissed
'Cause you know you can't live like this
Where you get just one shot
And you missed!
Too many obstacles
That you get sucked in by the tentacles
Keep on walking in circles
Keep on praying for miracles
Believing that you are spiritual
While searching for an oracle
Be it mental, physical, biblical or historical
Got to fight this feeling
Can't give in to all the lying and stealing
I've walked the dark path
Now show me to the light
Tired of all the low-down
Dirty double dealing
Sometimes men and women of virtue
Have got to stand up and fight
When we know that we're right
Can't simply close your eyes
Cut your ties and end this plight
Can't simply send it back
What has gone off track
Better fight for more
Than just your own life
Because this is like day and night
Can't flick a switch, can't turn off the light
Still have to face it in the morning...
The fire that still keeps on burning
But at least you're learning....
Yeah, you're still learning
TWISTING THE KNIFE By Tom Jensen
When you wanna lash out 
And leave long lasting scars
You search deep within yourself
And remember who you are
For with your sharp tongue
You know which words will hurt the most
As your vision becomes an apparition
After you've disappeared like a ghost
Sometimes it's not whatcha say
But whatcha don't 
When you know whatcha wanna do
And yet you won't
Sometimes walking away 
Without a single word said
Just might say the most
And be best cure for your head
Severing the ties 
Without twisting the knife
Might be the hardest thing
You've ever done in your life
NOW BOARDING
by Tom Jensen
Whenever I see a sign
That says "now boarding"
My heart begins to ache
And my body it starts hurting
The people have spoken and are speaking:
My oars are broken and my boat's leaking
Of course the rudder's bent
Fallen mast mis-shapen
I hold no more reservations
'Bout myself safely escaping
I lost the motor...it's a mile back under water
Yet the course I steered to here
It was completely chartered
I'm afraid I've never been good
Great or well-led in navigation
My nickname at a young age was
Captain Head Scratching Hesitation
(haha)
It's well-earned and much deserved
As I waited (waded) in the water
Yet never walked the shore
That's when I'd go sailing inside my mind
As I'd crash into icebergs every single time
Sure I break things... But at least they're mine
The passengers safely bail
I'm the one laying it on the line
My name will never be Jonah...
Not afraid of being a big white whale
Thus here I sit in this boat all alone
With no one to share or tell this tale...
Whenever I see a sign that says "now boarding"
My heart begins to ache and my body it starts hurting
Woo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo ooh hoo hoo
SOMETHING IN MY GENES By Tom Jensen
I've got the life juice
Flowing inside me...
Sometimes
Other times
It's been denied from me
I think that depression
Is starting to kick in
Gotta find myself a room
And get checked in...
Quick!
Gotta get it together
Or else just keep on getting sick
Boy I'm in the mix
Into getting my fix
Fu$% being rich!
I'm just another hypocrite
Who talks and talks
But it's just more sh$%
So you learn to live with it
Become a walking regret
Or else a song-writing poet
Boy life sucks
Don't you know it?
I'm a druggie
I'm an alki
I'm a nicotine fiend
I'm a loser
An abuser
Do you know what I mean?
What I've done
Can't be undone
Oh, the things I've seen
This monkey on my back weighs a ton
A weight so heavy I cannot out run
There must be something in my genes
This monkey on my back weighs a ton
A weight so heavy I cannot out run
There's always something in my jeans
Just as the sun comes up
My head goes down
I pick up the paper
And then I put it down
I may waste my life
But at least it's just my own
You won't read about
Any killing sprees from me
When you get home
I may be on page fifty-six
Another kid, another lesson
Another druggie looking for his fix
Wrong place, wrong time
Got bagged for possession
In the home of the brave
And the land of the free
You get to choose
Your own obsession
I'm a druggie
I'm an alki
I'm a nicotine fiend
I'm a loser
An abuser
Do you know what I mean?
What I've done
Can't be undone
Oh, the things I've seen
I've always got something
To write about
I always find myself in a tunnel
In which I can't get out
As the light keeps getting
Dimmer in the distance
Every night I'm on the card
For the heavyweight bout
I once was strong
But now I'm beginning
To have my doubts
I think I may be in need
Of some assistance
ENTIRELY by Tom Jensen
When tragedy struck my family
I began my decent into insanity
It started to creep
Slowly week by week
And before too long
I found I couldn’t sleep
Never again alone
No, not with these fantasies
As I lost myself
To the worst version of me
That kept holding on
Until I couldn’t break free
And by the time I realized
What was happening to me
I became someone else …
Entirely
DEEP SEEDED
by Tom Jensen
I've been plowing these same fields for nearly thirty years
And ain't no great visions ever magically appeared
Just the sight of me standing here
Alone with my regrets and all of my deep seeded fears
There's so much work to be done
Once the summer comes the engine hums as the tractor runs
Seven days a week I'm out here in the sun
Back in my familiar place
Even though a new season has begun
It keeps the family fed
It's a dependable trade
It's the choice that I've made
For the last three decades
I've been living the same exact day
Never followed through on the things I say
Year by year my childhood dreams 
have faded further away
And now the sky is beginning to turn gray
Slowly my fields of wheat are turning into hay
All those conversations I've had with myself
Are becoming hearsay
This is the price I pay for being too afraid
I let myself down and now I feel betrayed
I've been plowing these same fields 
for nearly thirty years
And ain't no great visions ever magically appeared
Just the sight of me standing here
Alone with my regrets 
and all of my deep seeded fears
Looking back...
I think I've overextended my stay
I never merged onto the freeway
I never headed out onto the highway
My car just sat in the driveway
DISCARTES by Tom Jensen
I hear whispers from the lost souls of man
Questioning everything that I think that I am
So I do not think therefore I am not…
Part of the problem or solution
Since my character no longer
Plays any role in the plot
It is then my mind reminds me
I have no memory
And there was something else…
But I forgot
Today, what is not needed it gets deleted
Just as in ancient times
When translated, annihilated
Just meant defeated
No, not just the soldier in retreat
But his dog, his flag and his whole family
I hear whispers…
Voices unknown to me
Hence I fall back into a dream-like state
Looks like everything will have to wait
Living in a dream…
To wake up one must fall asleep
Returning to reality…
Close your eyes as the same process repeats
Peace!
RIVAL by Tom Jensen
Once the whole gets halved
There ain’t no going back
Yeah, it all went to hell real fast
Republicans and Democrats
As this nation is facing
The shattered aftermath
Our fate has been placed
In the hands of a psychopath
And asking a leader to lead
When no one agrees
Leads to blunders it’s a wonder
We’re all not deceased
The best way to start a fight
Part the middle between left and right
Just stir the pot to get some action
Then do what you want during the distraction
Yes the method is tried and true
Throughout history it’s been used
Safety’s in numbers not division
This fractured state will be our prison
So with this knowledge at our disposal
It’s time to act local while thinking global
We’re all allies in the struggle for survival
You’ll die for your brother…
While I’ll die for my rival
VIOLENCE IS THEIR SOLUTION
By Tom Jensen
Well it's time for me to swallow
My prescribed medication
While I'm forced to listen to
Their unspeakable dictation
Their twisting tongues
That speak of the wrong information
Well-ordered insanity
Also known as formal education
And while I'm waiting
For the next step in evolution
I say my prayers while
Violence is their solution
I was taught to believe
That the flag was a guide to inspiration
But I never enrolled
In blind patriotic dedication
My stomach would be queasy
When I felt the jittery vibration
Of the weapons on the firing line
As I manned the battle station
They order me to guard the bunker
Which represents the institution
They reload my gun because
Violence is their solution
You lost a lot of leaves
On your family tree for this nation
During the fall they all fell
Along with the laws of segregation
Nowadays times have changed
But there still lies the same temptation
Not every name has been signed
On the emancipation proclamation
Some would cower in a corner
Before demanding a new constitution
But while I give my peaceful demonstration
Violence is their solution
Seems as if everywhere you turn
Leads you to increased aggravation
You try so hard to blaze a better path
But it's branded deviation
They want you to believe
It's all about the money
And worry about inflation
But my friends there are some things
From which you cannot take a vacation
Once it's piled up past the hills
You just can't hide all of this pollution
As I daydream of how 
not to kill with spilled oil
Violence is their solution
If you want to rape Mother Nature
Then watch their demonstration
You can destroy it all
For a quick thrilling sensation
Just an inch or two of elevation
Too late to resort to masturbation
For Mother Nature 
wasn't meant for prostitution
As she screams help...
Violence is their solution
EMPTY BOTTLE By Tom Jensen
I know you're thinking
Pondering tomorrow
I finally quit drinking
Drowning in my sorrow
Saved myself from sinking
I put down the bottle
When it started leaking
Some things you only borrow
So I know what you're seeking
Who do you lead...whom do you follow?
We both know of what I'm speaking
What do you need and what is hollow?
Do you see your reflection
In an empty bottle?
You don't know where you’re going
Only God knows where you’ve been
But the river keeps on flowing
And the part of you unknowing
Always goes wading on in
Signs read danger, don't fall in
Or you don't know the trouble you're in
Water so sweet it tastes just like gin
Take a dip and be baptized
In the pool of sin
Yet this path you walk
Wasn't chosen all on your own
As the thoughts you think are so deceiving
Everyday drifting farther from home
Now you regret the day 
you thought of leaving
The hard stuff's in the freezer
The 30 pack's in the fridge
The troubles of the world are building
Which way to the bridge?
You don't know where you’re going
Only God knows where you’ve been
But the river keeps on flowing
And the part of you unknowing
Always goes wading on in
Signs read danger, don't fall in
Or you don't know the trouble you're in
Water so sweet it tastes just like gin
Take a dip and be baptized
In the pool of sin
I know you're thinking
Pondering tomorrow
I finally quit drinking
Drowning in my sorrow
Saved myself from sinking
I put down the bottle
When it started leaking
Some things you only borrow
So I know what you're seeking
Who do you lead...whom do you follow?
We both know of what I'm speaking
What do you need and what is hollow?
Do you see your reflection
In an empty bottle?
ROCKING THE WORLD by Lai Youttitham Tom Jensen
Stadium full of screaming teens
Hot young things in cut-off jeans
You're on the front page of magazines
And you find yourself...
Driving the media machine
A hot shot on the social scene
This reality was once just a dream
Status whore…such a libertine
When you find yourself... in the back seat of limousines 
Everywhere you go... it always seems as though...
Everybody knows your face and name...
They call you a rock n' roller
Because you're rocking the world
You're stopping traffic
Without crossing streets
Smiling face on everyone you meet
Full house with no empty seats
People pay you money
Just to hear you speak
Everywhere you go...
it always seems as though...
Everybody knows your face, your name
They call you a rock n' roller
Because you're rocking the world                                                      t

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