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Post by Nedward Underhill on Nov 18, 2008 0:04:17 GMT -6
APPLES ON THE TREE 4/25/96
i don’t think you are listening very hard to what i have been trying to get through we’ve spent the last half-hour running circles of the mind and i’m getting tired (i’m past tired)
you are the one who said don’t compromise you told me my beliefs were everything but now i realize it’s all a sham (it’s such a shame) you were a lie
OH WELCOME IN MY SON TO ARMS OF LOVE (YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL YOU KNOW) THERE’S APPLES ON THE TREE OH WELCOME IN MY SON YOU ARE THE LUCKY ONE (YOU KNOW YOU REALLY ARE) YOU’RE WHERE THEY WANT TO BE
but now i’ve had a taste of medicine now i’ve had to face the bitter pill that the life you sold me on was just a dream inside your mind but did you really believe it?
i was not the lucky child of love don’t turn away from me, face my demand no more hiding behind your lies i will force the truth from your eyes
the truth will set you free that’s what you said but i found chains upon me when told the truth and if i can say to you today that i’m not your child can you decently admit and set me free
i’ll take your silence as a yes how could you think that i would never know? all my life i’ve searched for puzzle pieces of myself and the tables missing
well clearly i can’t stay here anymore just give my fair share and i will go you’ll never hear from me again until i find myself
and i i think it’s time i opened my eyes i think you might be still seeing a child i’ll go away until i am alive
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Post by Nedward Underhill on Nov 18, 2008 0:04:11 GMT -6
These are the words of a series of songs I wrote in 1996. Unfortunately, I don't have a decent recording of the music.
The song series is a creative retelling of the parable of the prodigal son from the Bible. (Luke 15:11-32)
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Post by Nedward Underhill on Nov 18, 2008 0:04:38 GMT -6
ALL MY LIFE 4/28/96
all my life i felt you waiting like an old friend waiting to speak all my life it seems so unreal to have been alive and not be with you oh but we can forget the past because nothing matters but you and me
(AND) FINALLY MY LIFE IS BEGINNING I’VE FINALLY FOUND MYSELF WHEN YOU APPEARED THE LIGHT SHONE UPON ME AND I KNEW THAT I COULD START FOLLOWING MY HEART
oh my life you are much closer to me than my skin i wear you inside come to me hold on to my hand and we’ll run away into the night oh but it wont be night for me because i’ll have your luminous body
in your arms i can forget all the pain in my life you give me the greatest gift a new start a second chance oh it’s hard to believe that
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Post by Nedward Underhill on Nov 18, 2008 0:04:58 GMT -6
THIS IS IT 4/26/96
society - here i come i’m finding out what life is for i was a fool i was a foolish child but i’m not a child anymore
who needs reasons to be here i’ve never felt this good before with a beautiful girl standing beside me the simple truth is all i need to know
THIS IS IT (THIS IS IT) THIS IS WHAT WE’RE LIVING FOR THIS IS IT (THIS IS IT) I’VE WASHED AWAY THE DELUSION [I’LL WASH MY HANDS OF DELUSION]
all this time i’ve drowned in confusion when i needed just a little love life’s too short to waste it with dreaming i’ve realized the human touch
this is my little bottled message for those deluded by a soul break those chains and discover your freedom you can’t take it with you, you know
the tragic truth for the believer is that nothing’s mystical and if life is a meal of bread and wine you’ll find me under the table
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Post by Nedward Underhill on Nov 18, 2008 0:04:44 GMT -6
PRODIGAL 4/24/96
it’s not much but it’s mine its taken alot to become defined and the downtown city life is fine but i’m waiting always waiting trying to get you of my mind
maybe you wont call you’ve stopped calling the down side of this life i lead is the dark darkness the shadow just inside my eyes
BUT TODAY I SAW YOU AGAIN I THOUGHT THAT I SAW SOMEONE WHO LOOKED VERY MUCH LIKE YOU AND I OPENED MY EYES AND I OPENED MY MOUTH FOR THE WORDS TO COME OUT BUT I WAS MISTAKEN AND IT WASN’T YOU I’M SURE THAT IT WASN’T YOU I DIDN’T CALL
the phone sits off the hook i stand in the dark and with an itchy palm and the down down life is fine you were too strong too much in love you were a father i could not understand
ah... i’ve always known i was not your good son i’m a long way off and i’ll be damned before i get back on my knees again
it’s how i maintain my life i spend my days with the city swine and i am not prodigal i standing strong i’m all my own i just feel asleep and i don’t know why
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Post by Nedward Underhill on Nov 18, 2008 0:04:58 GMT -6
THE NIGHT THAT YOU LEFT 4/26/96
where have you gone my love please don’t leave me here where have you gone my voice how can you just disappear all this time i’ve needed you to feel a human being and now you're missing missing
where have you disappeared i thought we were forever why did you break away what did i do? what did i say? please i’m begging you don’t stay away i am afraid of the darkness that’s everywhere
(AND) I DIED THE NIGHT THAT YOU LEFT ME AND I’M STILL TRYING TO UNDERSTAND I KNOW THAT I DIED BECAUSE THE NIGHT GOT AHOLD OF ME AND I CAN’T SEEM TO OPEN MY EYES NO I CAN’T SEEM TO OPEN MY EYES
what do you want from me what do i have to to do i’m going mad in here please just let me see you i’m so ashamed that i can’t say exactly when you left i am unworthy but please come home because
fire it feels like fire burning inside
please why who are you doing this to me? why do you want to hurt me?
i just want her back i don’t want you father stay away from me i don’t believe in you and i wont believe and i can’t believe no matter what you say get outside get outside get out of the way
now i don’t believe the words you say are true and i wont be the man you want me to ‘cause it’s clear as day that i’m a sinner in your eyes and if she was just a game you played you should be despised
BECAUSE I DIED THE NIGHT THAT SHE LEFT ME AND I DON’T NEED TO UNDERSTAND CAUSE I’D RATHER BE DEAD THAN TO FACE THE AWEFUL TRUTH THAT I LEFT HER BEHIND
OH I DIED THE NIGHT THAT I LEFT YOU AND I FINALLY UNDERSTAND THAT I’VE BEEN SO AFRAID TO FACE THE FACE OF YOU INSIDE MY EYES
father i have sinned against heaven and before you i know i am not worthy to be your son i know i am unworthy as a son i know now why i’ve been alone
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Post by Nedward Underhill on Nov 18, 2008 0:05:24 GMT -6
FATHER, LOVER 4/27/96
father, pride suits me well because i’ve worn it so long but i’ve come to say that i was wrong and i’ve finally realized i must come home
lover, i understand if your heart has become cold for i never did deserve your love and i feel like a disgrace in front of you
FATHER, LOVER WHATEVER YOU MAY BE LET ME STAY HERE I’M ALIVE WHENEVER YOU’RE WITH ME LET ME SERVE PLEASE
i know i am not your son because i still cannot see through but you are always who i am and though i’m blind i’ll live my life embracing you
i was lost now i’m found i see the darkness recede and though i may never know your love at last the battle with my pride has been won
father, lover whatever you may be father, lover please hold me
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Post by Nedward Underhill on Nov 18, 2008 0:05:41 GMT -6
THE RETURN 4/27/96
i am still amazed at what i saw when finally i came home there was a figure running hard tripping itself in eagerness when i released into those arms i was washed in ready tears and i heard a cry
THIS IS MY SON THE MISSING ONE THE LIFE THAT WAS LOST HAS BEEN FOUND
purified by the light within those tears i stand in white before you all and i’ve realized that i was never blind just trapped in darkness made of fear and i know i’ll never understand my father’s patience (my lover’s love)
as a son i’m illegitimate but nowhere else do i feel home though i cannot justify my love with sense i’m no longer driven to control because i’ve learned that with the damns in place i’ve cut myself off from the source of life
and though this is my story and this is my song i no longer say that this is the day that i became one much more than a single narrative trace i’ve been washed in the hands of grace i’ve become lost in the many voices part with my father joined with the mother in my lover’s embrace and the turning hands of the clocks have stopped and the water and the blood is mixing up and light is shining and light is burning burning burning burning life upon
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