Beyond Redemption

Will you still love me
When I’m no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will….

Tears and fears and feeling proud, to say “I love you” right out loud,
dreams and schemes and circus crowds, I’ve looked at life that way.
But now old friends are acting strange, they shake their heads, and they tell me that I’ve changed.
Something’s lost but something’s gained in living every day.

I’ve looked at life from both sides now,
from win and lose, and still somehow
it’s life’s illusions I recall.
I really don’t know life at all….

Forever Missed.

This is such a terrible thing. I can’t believe Whitney Houston is gone. No joke, I was listening to “Love is a Contact Sport” last night when I was writing Knife of Romance. It was on repeat. Now, I feel as if that was her way of saying goodbye because I played the song so randomly… Sigh. She had a brilliant voice and it was silenced too soon.

The bastard that killed Michael is going to jail. Finally, some justice for the king.

Now maybe his soul can have a bit of peace.
Rest well, Mike.