BLESSED DANE

You struggle with choices but you dance through the day
Reveling your change but your beauty remains the same
With the many barriers on your path, you still make your way

Blessed Dane
Complex male feminity there is no other way for me to say your name
Blessed Dane
A friend, sister, and brother confidence is the identity, you maid

Your confidence is yours, not under anyone's control
Clothing, hair, and makeup does nothing for the true beauty of you the soul
God's acceptance, you never have to work for because it is only yours

Blessed Dane
No need to change your name who you are will always be the same
Blessed Dane
With nothing to prove you will dance like a muse today

Kindness and love is the makeup on your face
Smiling and laughing away the pain there are no tears to trace
All of who you are reaches to the edge and adorned with pretty lace

Blessed Dane
Is the name of the dance you do
Blessed Dane
That is the way I see you

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2019

NOTES:

ORPHANED LEGACY

Sharing the sound is what makes it loud
Understand the many words that you heard
Complicated thoughts interpreted by the heart

This love sign is for every boy and girl
And all those in between it is for everybody

Orphaned legacy
There no waking from this eternal dream
We still got this life, and the inspiration will lead

On Thursday you died, but the vibe is still alive
As we remember you at the party every Saturday night
The music heals the pain nothing for the MC to say

Orphaned legacy
There no sitting around when you are in town
We still got this life, and there is much more to this rain

Don't pray for what has happened in the past
Lost in this artistic trances, watch the muse as she dances
Her beauty is left for interpretation of only one imagination

Orphaned legacy
There no need for clouds when we hear your sound
We still got this life, and this power of love is more than enough

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2019

GREEN GREED

Leaders can't see the change going on beyond their own greed
Plastic in the seas the burning of all the trees
Hot where it should be cold something the almanac didn't know

Green greed
The rich can't see the change as they make the money rain
As the uneducated buys, their lies like its the newest style

What we got they can't have so they tax every man
Keeping their secrets is the only solution they don't know who their fooling
No proof to the lies they are tooling

Green greed
Ignorance is a political seed no way anyone to be free
As the world crumbles down can't see the dawn through the weeds

The hypocrite laugh at there own jokes
As the sing superstar lip-sinks to their own voice
Fake isn't the way your maid you choose to be that way

Green greed
Have no trust in what you see so you create your own reality
You got no cash so tell ever one the world is flat

This is not about you not about me
Not even about those who dream of the things they need


©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2019

NO TIME FOR REDEMPTION

What once was will be again
Just a dream I have in my head
Asking for forgiveness of the past will never end

No time for redemption
When your past is never forgiven
What is in this life that we are missing

You are reborn in the eyes of the lord
As the lobbyist just give you more
But in the political world, you're just whore

No time for redemption
When your future is a series of predictions
You call them missed communications

Blaming others for who you are
But claiming you're the greatest by far
You have no perspective on charm

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2019

INTEGRITY

Has morel ground become sand and dust
We can't count on the things we once trust

No integrity in a lie when it is the truth you hide
Soft hands soft mind is the result of the ego's pride

The truth once was like steel now it is just rusting away
Optimism tries to heel in the darkness of the day

No integrity in selfish privilege when hate is your only message
Truth and lies today are blurred lines but no courage to acknowledge that

Is justice the cure for the pain or have we lost our way
No inspiring words to take us through these days

No integrity in peace an unfulfilled desire is our reality
Creating the ingredients for genocide as we watch Palestinian children die

God doesn't choose who lives and dies we elect our leaders to do that
Now they wonder why is everyone mad when it is in the past

No integrity in fear wondering what brought us here
Too scared to show you care when hate is all you hear

You come along way to forget yesterday when all you did was prayed
Now you live with a hypocrite lie acting like you care, but you don't even try

Integrity is the inner wealth
Integrity directs the moral compass
I would rather be poor with integrity
Than rich without a soul

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2019

ORIGINAL MAN

Lost that dream in my heart
Came so far got to re-start
Even though I see the horizon it is still far

Just want to be an original man
Stay to my own path and stay out of the sand
Don't need a mystical deity to give me a hand

Lost that dream in my mind
The dream I had all this time
It is just another turn in my path

Just want to be an original man
No need for a fancy device or a tattoo
Free to do what I want too not out to impress you

Lost that dream in my life
She looked me in the eye thought she would be my wife
She turned her back never understand what I lacked

Just want to be a man of originality
That is what makes me free

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2019

PLOT POINT

Trying to find inspiration in life
There is a choice in knowing wrong from right
Taking pride in the words that I write

Plot Point
A turning at the corner in the story being told

The hero might lose the fight
But will get the redemption in the light
In the end the responsibility you hold

Plot point
Where music get its soul

All she asks for is a little respect when he walks in the door
She knows she will love him much more
Not a muse but a living queen listen to her sing

Plot point
It is all in the words one writes

Say dear God before sleep at night
The sign will be a purple color filling the sky
Sisters can find strength through life

Plot point
Talking above all the noise

Robert would cross-talk in a conversation
No one thought it was art
When that is the way we all talk

Plot point
Discovering something you didn't know

Exposing your mind to an uneducated lie
Thinking you're more privileged than others
To be borne you had to have a mother

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2019