give me neon lights
that don't shine too bright
a lone star
above the bar
there in the night
help me lose sight
of what might
have been
of what i had
back then
an acoustic sound
one that's bound
ta' make me dance
round & round
ta' make me take a chance
on what i've found
a mandolin
that sound so thin
an old banjo
don't ya' know
a do-si-doe
a fiddle
ta' riddle
the words
a steel guitar
a lone star
take me that far
western swing
that's the thing
a tear in my beer
when memories
get too near
when old loves
come back too dear
a honky tonk
for an old Texas monk
a juke box
one that rocks
with Texas sounds
for those nights
when she comes around
a place ta' roam
i'll call it home
an old pool table
so if i'm able
if i'm still sorta stable
i'll play 8-ball
make my call
& sing 'em all
there
in the old dance hall
a place alone
with other people
a church of our own
without a steeple
This book chronicles an infinite allegoric odyssey of Absolute Awakening in which a learned man, a mute man, and a recluse woman are the principal players. The mute and the recluse are the learned one's Teachers and Guides on his journey of Enlighten
Explains the realizations that have given the author the views of living life fully. The life each person dreams about.
You must take a look at yourself before dreams can be reached.
Deciding what is the core of belief.
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