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Prism tints of shame

Prism tints a shame, how the days run together.
Your fancy lights they draw me inside.
Your spectrum of colors they keep me alive.
Where was I before your lights, I was alone, alone all those nights.
Prism tints a shame on all who dwell below.
Your cage is paradise, the lights I follow.
You’re psychology in color, I hit a beam but to find another.
I reach out to find the night. You’re blinding me with the brilliant lights.
Pretty, pretty prism can I stay inside forever?
Pretty, pretty prism your spectral lights I treasure.
Prism tints a shame how the days run together.
You’re a light’s refraction, you’re my life’s distraction.
Let me know my life is true and feel the lights outside of you.
Pretty, pretty prism I can’t stay inside forever!
Pretty, pretty prism your spectral lights I treasure.
lyrics by © Tarl Michael Jespersen

Dream of being wealthy

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YOU

You will never know what you mean to me.
No, you will never know just what I see When I’m with you.

How could you, why would you.

You will never know how I feel for you.
No, you will never know what I’m going through When I’m with you.

How could you, why would you.

I will never know if you see through me.
I will never know if you think of me.
No, I could never know and I will never know,
If you dream of me.

Why should you, why would you.
How could you, why would you.
written by © Tarl Jespersen

Summer Daze

We were flying through the sky
We were reaching for the moon.
Living loving large
Life happens way too quick.
Summer ended far too soon.

You and me Cruise’n highway one
Top down in your GTO.
I was playing air guitar,
Pink Floyd blas’tin on the stereo.

Your long hair blowing in the wind.
Summer days we never want to end.
Volley ball in the sand
Summer days we never planned.

Surf boards waking, bodies shaking
Dolls n beach balls on the beach
Your long hair blowing in the wind
Everything in life is in our reach.

Flying through the sky
Reaching for the moon.
Living loving large
Life happens way too quick.
Summer ended far too soon.
Living loving large
Life happens way too quick.

written by © Tarl Michael Jespersen