On The Lake

Written by Kevin Wilson

Throw back your hair, cover your eyes
Turn up the radio
Trees of thorns, line the way
Feelings of evermore

Peacefulness, invade our hearts
Feelings rush over me
Happy today, I wish it’d stay
Beauty is what I see

Head on shoulder, eye to eye
Taste my breath, look up to the sky
Hand in hand, souls awake
Walk with me, on the lake

Crimson burns, through the sky
Takes my breath from me
Dam the rivers, dam the tears
Happiness will be

Hand in hand, heart to heart
Pieces whole, torn apart
Sleep with me, then awake
Live the dream, on the lake

Truth is worth its weight in gold
Memories heal stories told
Eagle’s fly brave and bold
Peace and love in our minds

Breathe the air, intoxicate
Taste the falling rain
Laughter then, silent now
Pleasant still the same

Love that lasts for a life
Some will never know
Feelings that can rule the world
I will help them grow

Head on shoulder, eye to eye
Taste my breath, look up to the sky
Hand in hand, souls awake
Walk with me, on the lake

Winter In Paradise

Written by Kevin Wilson

As the cold wind encircles your heart
Your love for this place so deep
In thoughts your memories conjure visions
Of warmer times

Even with my way with words
I still have to state my case
I can’t describe my feelings now
All beauty has been erased
I can’t express my sorrow
To see an old friend go
As the sun turns its cold
Shoulder on me once again

Delusions of splendor
Of times gone past
No one left in sight
No one left to ask

All the color and the beauty
Have left us once again
Come again some other day
To shine on us my long lost friend
Don’t want to talk about it
Cause talkin’ just brings me down
Let my memories take me back
Out of sight and out of sound
Sound
Winter in paradise
Winter in paradise

As the cold wind encircles your heart
Desire for warmth so deep
Your mind races to future thoughts
Of the summer days return

Scars

Written by Kevin Wilson

A pebble cast into a pond
Being fed by a stream
Look at each ripple
And the distance in between

I’m trying to catch up
With the one in front of me
All the shadows growing longer
I’m half of what I used to be

Revolution or revelation
Scars cannot hide temptation
Salvation and redemption
Lord please set me free

Slamming doors, pacing floors
Sleepless nights, what’s in store?
Tell me now how much more
Can we fall?

I can tell, you can tell
This old house is not well
Ticking clock, ringing bell
Writing’s on the wall

Revolution or revelation
Scars cannot hide temptation
Salvation and redemption
Lord please set me free

Wishing on heaven
Holding on to your hand
Watch the sky touch the stars
I want to be a better man

I’ll lead with my heart on my sleeve
Let’s give it one more chance that’s all
Turn the hourglass over
And watch the sands begin to fall

Revolution or revelation
Scars cannot hide temptation
Salvation and redemption
Lord please set me free

Self Portrait

Written by Kevin Wilson

I look in the mirror
Reflections I see
Many sides of the picture
Many sides of me

3-D camera in daylight
Emotion shows right through
The only color missing from the portrait
Is you

A picture’s worth a thousand words
Voices speak but never heard
Self portrait of a man
Something no one can understand

Paint lays on the canvas
Watch it flow in the grain
Comes to life as it ages
Like blood flows through my veins

Shades of me come together
Mixing on their own
One of a kind first person novel
Like no other picture has shown

A picture’s worth a thousand words
Voices speak but never heard
Self portrait of a man
Something no one can understand
Can understand

Crystal clear reflections
They fall, fall into a dream
I see your face in the mirror
Close enough to touch it seems

A picture’s worth a thousand words
Voices speak but never heard
Self portrait of a man
Something no one can understand

What If

Written by Kevin Wilson

What if all the stars in heaven
Refused to shine one night
And all the dreams in your head
Vanished without a sight
What if a tree fell in the forest
Would anybody run
What if tomorrow never comes

What if I were the only man
Left in this world
What if you were the only one
Would you be my girl
What if the moon refused to fall
Would we miss the sun
What if tomorrow never comes

So many things
I want to see
So little time to do it all
It seems to me
Fields of trees and pretty flowers
Through them all I’ll run
But I’m scared to think about
What if tomorrow never comes

What if I couldn’t say the words
To show you how I feel
If I wrote them in a song
Would they still seem real
What if I sang about
All the fun things we have done
What if tomorrow never comes

So many things
I want to see
A penny for your thoughts
Well that’s sellin’ cheap to me
Fields of trees and pretty flowers
Through them all I’ll run
But I’m scared to think about
What if tomorrow never comes

So many things
I want to see
Now I lay me down
As the tears roll down my cheek
Fields of trees and pretty flowers
Through them all I’ll run
But I’m scared to think about
What if tomorrow never comes
Yeah I’m scared to think about
What if tomorrow never comes

September Comes

Written by Kevin Wilson

Sun shines on the day
So many things to say
Sun shine warms through
So many thoughts of you
So many thoughts of you

Sleep comes, feeling new
In my dreams it comes true
I see things that should be
September comes over me

Years past, same old world
Love and hope unfurl
Visions in my head
Remember every word you said
Remember every word you said

Sleep comes, feeling new
In my dreams it comes true
I see things that should be
September comes over me

Moon and sky, free to fly
Chase my fears from my eyes
Visit me in my heart
Awaken me, a brand new start

Moon and sky, free to fly
Chase my fears from my eyes
Visit me in my heart
Awaken me, a brand new start
Free me of my lonely heart
Pieces whole, torn apart

Pictures

Written by Kevin Wilson

I wake with the dawn of the new day
Can’t wait to see what’s new
Rise with the sun again
This dirty window clouds my viewv I sit on the third step
The third step above the floor
My view it is not clear
I stare hard at the door

Can I make a difference
Do they really care

Pictures of strangers
All I see
New day dawning
Please let me be me

Stepping out into the light
See what the world has to say
In the paper and the magazines
A new challenge in a different way
I remember
When I had no fear
Remember when we were beautiful
Remember when the dream seemed near

Days come and go
Do they really care

Pictures of strangers
All I see
New day dawning
Please let me be me

Step right up
See the show
No admission price
For me I know

I sit here at this table
With the phone ripped from the wall
Staring into the distance
Staring down the hallv
I want to change my view
Do they really care

Pictures of strangers
All I see
New day dawning
Please let me be me

It’s easy
To live a normal life
I want to chase the sun
And let the light shine in

Yeah
Let the light shine in
Chase the sun
Chase the sun
Chase the sun
Chase the sun

Words Of A Poet

Written by Kevin Wilson

Stand tall on a mountain top
Reach up, touch the sky
See the man on the moon
Meet him eye to eye

Feel the air, cold inside
Brings new life into me
Enlightened senses, new life in my heart
With each breath I breathe

Blanket of stars
Light the dark
Lord above
I pray to Thee

Mountain of hope with water cold
Fortress for my soul
Show me the answer right here and now
Questions I should have known

Like a rose unfolds its beauty
White blanket covers the truth
Deep in my heart is where you’ll find
True feelings once again new

Poet’s words
Written in blood
So misunderstood
Is my heart truly fair?

Walls of red surround me
Walls of comfort through which none can see
Hold me dear
Hold me near

Whiskey

Written by Kevin Wilson and Brad Hipsher

Everything around shiny and new
Everyone above looking down on you
Itchy finger, it’s a bad sign tonight
One more ride will make everything alright

8 ball on the green, money on the wood
Sink it for them dollars like you knew you could
Waiting for that run and you’re holding down a pair
Straight face lie and a cold hard stare
Tempers rise, losing hurts
Bills to pay and you’re out of work
Pistol’s cold, what good is that
Hurt and broken you’re out of cash

Bless our souls
There’s no salvation
Pay the debt with aggression
Whiskey and me are a bad combination

Another pour
Lick down that door
Jesus saves boy
But you gotta meet him half way

Lovely smile knocks me to the floor
Dim lights, thick smoke, music’s at a roar
Broken heart and tears my destination
Whiskey and me are a bad
A bad combination

16 Days

Written by Kevin Wilson and Brad Hipsher

It’s been two weeks and two days
Too long to feel this way
Four times longer than it should have been
Four more days and I’ll be gone again
16 days I don’t know what to do
16 days of waiting on you

Here I am waiting for that tide to change
A drowning man swimming in the rain
Hurricane blows over me
Eyes are stinging I can barely see
If I can find my way I’ll get to where you are
16 days from you is way too far

Another day on that road
I watch the clock, it sure ticks slow
Setting sun and the driving rain
2,000 miles on that westbound train
Too long to feel this way
It’s been two weeks and two damn days

16 days
16 days
Ohhh, oh, oh
Just too long to feel this way
16 days
Lord have mercy

Hellhole

Written by Kevin Wilson and Wade Black

Swept away through the night sky
We fly casting memories
Balls of flames
To burn your back
Wept away are the tears down the pathways
Dark and lonely
The worms eat you hole
And drag you down below

Revisit your life, revisit your past
Flashing lights your life before you eyes
Downward slide as you arrive at the end of demise
As the horns come ripping through your head
Black light all night for the rest of your life
Black hole, hellhole, welcome home

Shout out loud the words of the entities
Obscenities
Screams so hard
It hurts your ears
Raging on are the flames down the hallway
Burnt to black now
You slide on your back
For the trip below

Revisit your life, revisit your past
Flashing lights your life before you eyes
Downward slide as you arrive at the end of demise
As the horns come ripping through your head
Black light all night for the rest of your life
Black hole, hellhole, welcome home

Swept away through the night sky
We fly casting memories
Balls of flames
To burn your back
Raging on are the flames down the hallway
Burnt to black now
You slide on your back
For the trip below

Revisit your life, revisit your past
Flashing lights your life before you eyes
Downward slide as you arrive at the end of demise
As the horns come ripping through your head
Black light all night for the rest of your life
Black hole, hellhole, welcome home

Who I Am

Written by Kevin Wilson and Gregg Feingold

I saw the light in my head
Burning my eyes turning red
You have your feet on my fear
Burning a hole now I hear
Screams in the night I should run
Pride, pain and lust all in one

Which is stronger
Can’t last longer
I’ve got to know
Which one I am

Touched by the light it was dead
Sweat from my cheek on my bed
Now that I know it is clear

Who means more now
How or why now
I’ve got to know
Which one I am

Hurt by your thoughts bent and broken
Hand the pieces I will show
Strength and resolve new and better soul

I am clearer
Draw in nearer
I will show
Just who I am

Angry Again

Written by Kevin Wilson and Brad Hipsher

Every day I am faced
With disgrace from all sides
I’ll try to state my own case
But someone plays on my mind

I’m hurt, I’m broken, so often misspoken
I feel like a token, I’m angry again
It’s out of my hands, I’ll take a stand
I’m not just a man, I’m angry again
Again

Thieves among us try to steal our souls
Keep your distance, it takes its toll
When they put pennies on my eyes
It will be my disguise

I’m hurt, I’m broken, so often misspoken
I feel like a token, I’m angry again
It’s out of my hands, I’ll take a stand
I’m not just a man, I’m angry again

Talking with my fists again
Just how long has it been
Lines on my face my map to here
Read these lines, I have no fear

I’m hurt, I’m broken, so often misspoken
I feel like a token, I’m angry again
It’s out of my hands, I’ll take a stand
I’m not just a man, I’m angry again

A Tale Of Woe

Written by Kevin Wilson and Gregg Feingold

I don’t wanna know what you’re saying
I don’t wanna know who you’re playing now
You’re brining me down
Is there truth to what I’m saying
Words don’t mean nothing to me now
You’re fucking around

Now the spite in me is gonna come out loud
I’ll justify my life cause I am proud
And I’ll throw your sorry ass back in the crowd

Freedom has released my fury
Taking it all back I have found
I’m getting off the ground
I have a reason to exist
Taking life one day at a time
What’s yours is mine

Now the spite inside of me is gone
I’ve justified my life, I’m moving on
That little tale of woe has changed its beat
So come along with me, you will see

I am now a visionary
My view of life ain’t sorry now
I’m walking on clouds
Take me for what you will
Now this is what I am, I’m proud
And I love it loud

Nothing will ever depress me now
Don’t ever even think of taking my crown
It’s my kingdom, what do you think of me now