The Stroll


Hand in Hand

by higman

It’s trying to snow/ it’s on the cusp/ what do you know/ its just like us/
we go from hot to cold/
with no sense in between/
our life copacetic seems pathetic/
as it’s stuck in a routine

Tell me you like me once in awhile/ to give your words of love new meaning/
kiss my neck and look into my eyes/ to show me you’re still wanting/
I’ll show you the world that we started off on together/
or we can just hold each other where we stand/ you just show me your still willing/
I’ll meet you
hand in hand

Come rain,
Come shine/
We follow destiny/
Not just yours or mine/
Whether or not we choose to find/
my decision is totally comfortable/
Holding you close in our time

Tell me you like me once in awhile/ to give your words of love new meaning/
kiss my neck and look into my eyes/ to show me you’re still wanting/
I’ll show you the world that we started off on together/
or we can just hold each other where we stand/ you just show me your still willing/
I’ll meet you
hand in hand


Longest Kiss
by higman

Appreciation
To quantify another’s life like it’s your own

Destination
To signify a time & place as home

We’re all sold out
to a life of our own
Understanding were not all alone
So don’t think you are by yourself
when I’m right here by your side
You must remember this Who gave you your longest kiss?

As days & nights are short or long

We find ourselves survivors in peculiar ways

When we question just how strong we are

Love lifts us up to show how we're made

Appreciation
To quantify another’s life like it’s your own

Destination
To signify a time & place as home

We’re all sold out
to a life of our own
Understanding were not all alone
So don’t think you’re by yourself
when I’m right here by your side
You must remember this
Who gave you your longest kiss


Still, Not a day Goes By
by higman

I could have shut out the world
Walked alone in these deserted streets
Lost myself in a life I created
But each time the sun goes up
or at night when stars come out
Seems real time has vacated

Still, still, not a day goes by
I don’t see through my own eyes
upon a world without you in it
It’s filled with everything
under the sun
Still not a day goes by
I don’t miss our love

I learned to walk when I was a child
put away my toys as a man
Embrace the pain through more tears I could number
Tried my best to understand what I could never ever control
Tried to forget the nightmares time forced me to remember

But now and then those moments come along
When whatever’s normal seems to enter my day
Yet it doesn’t take much of a lul
before I hear that little voice inside me say

Still, still, not a day goes by
I don’t see through my own eyes
upon a world without you in it
It’s filled with everything
under the sun
Still not a day goes by
I don’t miss our love


Bonfire

by higman

If I was to write you straight from my heart to your soul,
would it still get lost in translation?
Would the passion lose itself finding your destination?
Did you move so far away from where we once were that the island getaway that was our love is nowhere to be found?
I don’t believe it.
Not for one moment.
A love like we had doesn’t just disappear. A bonfire may slowly burn to ashes but not before the coals contain what was once there.
It’s easy to turn away and deny the flames but the heat burned with our names.

Like a Bonfire


It’s about time

by higman

To want somebody/
When you feel nobody/
When there’s no other/
soul you feel near/

Try to shine/
The light denied / like there’s no other/ that knows your fear

It’s about time
It’s about you
It’s about what’s right
What’s right to do
It’s about time
To do what you do
Do your best
That you can find
It’s about time


Think
by higman

How can you not tell how powerful love is
Through the years and such few tears
There were so many good times
So much love

How can we ignore what was between us
The moments we shared should far outweigh times paired as we were stretched below and above

Think of all the good times
Think of what we had
Think of mountains we stood in awe of together
Think of reaching out when we were in the valleys sad
Things go bump in the night that makes us hold tight
Think of the thought
It’s still love at first sight
It’s still love at first sight

That’s what started it all though we had seen each other before
As our eyes met and opened another door
One we had hoped for our whole life through
That’s still what I think of
When I think of you

Inspirations only come from hearts in tune

Inspirations only come from hearts in tune

Think of all the good times
Think of what we had
Think of mountains we stood in awe of together
Think of reaching out when we were in the valleys sad
Things go bump in the night that makes us hold tight
Think of the thought
It’s still love at first sight
It’s still love at first sight


Heart of Hope

by higman

Still think of you
Still think of you
Whether your far away
from time and the present
the trace of what could be
lingers in my presence
The candlelight it shows
Lights up a room
I’ll only know
In my heart of hope
In my heart of hope
Still think of you
Still think of you


Sing to me softly so the words feel like a touch
I miss it so much

Every syllable, every vowel,
rolling across my skin,
sending shivers on top and a deep sigh within.

Sing to me softly

let me know everything’s alright
and throughout the night
let the sound surround me,

cradling me to sleep,
in an invisible blanket as I nod off the deep.

Sing to me softly of words so free,

like what it used to be you and me.

Isolate the feel before life became real,
that we may remember beyond any virus, memories of us.


We All Learn To Love The Sun
by higman

We’re forced to use our simple glances
So know what’s a smile and what pierces
We’re forced to conform on each particular day
while we all share now in the same old fashion way

The sun still comes up
along the stretch of highway
Next to the old road I use to take
For now it’s simpler if I just look straight ahead
while hope rests in a the shape of a bed

Things are the same but different
A mile is still a mile where I come from
Plagues have new meanings in the course of a lifetime
But when all in this world is said and done
We all learn to love the sun
We all learn to love the sun

Grandma watched over the birds
like they were all part of our herd
She was the eyes that had seen time fall
Life’s picture really has no frame at all

Never hate, she said, it’s such a bad word
It digs in places you can’t imagine
Instead smell the coffee in morning
It opens what the night trapped your mind in

When we understand beyond what makes us tick
Then the flowers grow any time of the year
A garden of peace grows all the time in bliss
In our complicated neighborhood of fear

The sun still comes up
along the stretch of highway
Next to the old road I use to take
For now it’s simpler if I just look straight ahead
while hope rests in a the shape of a bed

Things are the same but different
A mile is still a mile where I come from
Plagues have new meanings in the course of a lifetime
But when all in this world is said and done
We all learn to love the sun
We all learn to love the sun