LEMON TOUCH

Did not know you would criticize me so much
Told you all my secrets thought it was only you that I could trust
Your words are like a knife; you found my pain.
Will you please go away

You got that lemon touch.
Sour to the taste stinging to a paper cut
Will my love sweeten you up.
Your lemon touch

When I meet you, your eyes took me by surprise.
Your smile made me feel this was my time.
You asked me out, so I followed.
Didn't know a few months later, you would ask me to go.

You got that lemon touch.
Sour words I wish I never heard
That is just the games of a childish girl.
Your lemon touch

Your vitamin C, I thought, was all I need
This friendship didn't cure the scurvy in me.
Was this all a dream relationship is a mystery
No more conversation that ends in please, please, please

You got that lemon touch.
Not enough sugar in this world that will sweeten you up
Some things in life you just can't trust
Your lemon touch

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2018

GOLDEN AGE

Living outside of my own dreams feeling so free
No desires just free-living it is beyond what you can see
It is my own world my own reality

No need for faith no need to pray
Living life in the golden age
No need for religion no need to be forgiven
When living in the golden age

Peace is not a page out of ancient history
It is a living thing inside of everybody
Close your eyes and see everything you would ever need

No need for rituals no need for sacred wine
Living life in the golden age
No need for the word that changes it's meaning
When living in the golden age

Love is an emotional verb
It is much more than just between a boy and a girl
If you don't know you must not be from this world

No need to touch just to make things fun
Living in the golden age
No need to walk when you can fly
When living in the golden age

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2018

MYSTICAL MYSTERY

We all have dreams awake or asleep they are secrets that we keep
At night in them, I roam wishing I could call them home
Desire the fire of inspiration just want to feel a poetic sensation

The purple omens got me superstitious thinking through all my wishes
Don't need all the trinkets to show my appreciation or what kind of fan I am
Just want to leave it to be a Mystical Mystery and let my mind free

There is not much more you know as I wonder the artistic process
Don't tell me pixy dust is just a lie, and all this time Peter Pan could really fly
I didn't come all this way the for memories to fade away

The purple omens got me thinking what are the words I will be dreaming
Don't have to prove what I am feeling from that funky groove
Just want to leave it to be a Mystical Mystery and just feel it for me

The purple philosophy has no description all you need to do is just listen
Start your own style, love your self before anyone lies about you
You can taste the sweet cream of your own dream

The purple omens got me inspired what is the next world that will fuel the fire
Want to keep these feelings want to hear the sounds that keep me dreaming
Just want to leave it to be a Mystical Mystery always in my dreams

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2018