THE CREATIVE WORLD OF GAIL WEISMAN
Burning Fuse
Unsuspecting is the mind,
unfitting is the crime
That makes you want to
eave this world behind
Memorize the landscape
and hope that there is time
To live out all the days of your design
A lot is comin’ down it’s true,
there’s a lot of work to do.
A lot of life we stand to lose.
The options are now clear to us,
it’s time we have to choose.
Sundown’s coming on ….
a burning fuse.
Brush off all the things that have
become your ball and chain …
Nothing’s gonna last you very long.
Listen to the questions
that you always asked yourself
Listen to the answers right or wrong
Images
Waking up today,
I wandered into someplace far away
People rushing by like highway signs,
looking in their eyes they draw the blinds
In a film I’ve seen …
frightened children in a war-torn dream
They are just the same as you and I
save the world but darlin’ don’t you cry.
People are goin’ wherever they want to
I don’t want to get in their way
I got my goals too,
and they just might include you
Come on I’ll show you the way
On the street at night,
it’s hard to separate the wrong from right
It’s easy when you find out who is real,
and who is fakin ‘bout the way they feel
Underneath it all
I’ve seen the writing on these city walls
Sometimes I hear them talking back to me
Telling crazy lies that I believe
Once Upon A Day
I’m grateful toward a righteous ship of good fortune
I’ve been feeling nothing for no one
See him leave, watch her smile
right on time … that’s his style
Amazing!
How the world turns slowly around me
But I still can’t see it without me
though my eyes, catch the day
deep inside, gone astray
Once upon a day
I did marry a young soldier, once upon a day
Somehow I stayed young
but the war it made him older
once upon a day
Unending
it takes years of slow, careful tending
Because time leaves no room for yearning
Fancy flight, children sigh,
wish on stars, keep me high
Reaction
holds too much power for reason
While I fantasize I am struck numb
Sometimes touch, we are true
playing games, me for you
Impassioned
some people struggle with questions.
They know what lies right before them
Taking steps, some mistakes
Needing love, but living hate
Conclusive
our minds hold secrets elusive.
We don’t see how precious our time is
Share the day, time for change
it’s for real, not the same
Restless Age
I’m finally back home,
after bein’ out on the road
But it feels as if I don’t quite belong
Yeah I’m back inside,
after taking that ride,
But it feels like something’s been denied me
Oh …. the restless age
All the time I spent alone
and all the years I’ve stayed
Oh … the graceless stage
of all these thoughts inside my head
and the clean, white page
I had some friends who found their groove, they were high and on the move
But I felt like an intruder in their town
So I had to walk away
feeling quite amazed
at how quickly people change
All too often, I’m inside out
wrong side right.
Tryin’ to get it down in black and white … black and white
I’m starving for a sign
looking down the line
and I know that destiny will have its way
So I’m living on its praise
tryin to change my ways
But it’s hard to fight the years of habit