Tender Lady Blues
Posted: 3 January 14 Filed under: Poems/Songs | Tags: Andy Copeland, Art, Blues, Death, Escape, Evil, Experience, Freedom, Music, People, Retrospection, Song, Sun, Tender Lady Blues, Time, Writing Leave a commentBy Andy Copeland
Lonesome baby
I know where you’re from
I’ve been on that hill
From where you’ve come
I’ve heard the stories
I know what you’ve done
Tender lady
Won’t you take my hand?
I’m fed up with this town
I know you understand
We can escape this
I’ve got a plan
Oh Lord have mercy
Have mercy on my soul
It took me too long
It’s time for me to go
It’s been so fun, woman
I don’t think you know
Oh now forget me
Forget me and all I’ve done
You know I’ve been so evil
But I’m not the only one
You know I’m just one of these people
Living under this miserable sun
Brother
Posted: 25 November 13 Filed under: Poems/Songs | Tags: Andy Copeland, Art, Brother, Family, Freedom, Love, Poem, Support, Writing Leave a commentBy Andy Copeland
Busted rhymes, busted times
I’ll bust your face
and then you, mine
We can’t escape, can’t accept
The sticks still sing
When there’s no song left
Run with me, run with me
Hands held tightly
We can be free
Free to show, free to go
I’m right here for you
Just so you know
May 2013