Christmas in Utah

There is nothing like Christmas in Utah.
Outside we're nearly freezing,
While we're singing, fa-la-la-la-la-la,
There is nothing like Christmas in Utah.

Scenes from a Christmas card.
Colored lights shine from Temple Square to Layton Park,
Brightening up the drive in the dark.
A state perfect for a Christmas card.

Farr's peppermint ice cream,
Lil Smokies, and deviled eggs for eating,
While we wrap presents with red bows.
Sugar plums invading our dreams.
A warm state surrounded by mountains of snow.

There is nothing like Christmas in Utah,
With snow and the spirit, blessing our land,
Walking while hand in hand.
There is nothing like Christmas in Utah,
With snow and the spirit, blessing our land,
Walking while hand in hand.
There is nothing like Christmas,
There is nothing like Christmas,
There is nothing like Christmas in Utah.

A state inspiring our souls
Music dancing in our radios,
And playing the church pianos.
A state inspiring our souls.

Shopping for others,
Skiing, sledding, and snowboarding,
Lots of fun places to roam.
Holding all children, fathers, and mothers,
This is our heavenly home.

Chorus

*** Synopsis: A song about Christmas in Utah.

Real Alarms Don't Beep

San Francisco, California,
A hotel tangled in the trees.
Cookie crumbs on our pillows at eleven,
Beep, beep, beeping at three.
Groans, walks, and evacuations,
Hundreds yawning in the street,
Out in the parking lot in pajamas,
Waiting for the false alarm's defeat.

Miami, Florida,
Suite next to a moon river.
Sandwich wrappers on the coffee table.
Beep, beep, beeping on our floor,
The only room in the whole hotel.
Waiting for the false alarm's silencer,
Repairman's away, driving the shuttle bus
We sit, watching the aquarium, in lobby chairs.

No false machine's beeping
Can compare to real alarm,
Smoke monsters invading oxygen,
Glowing fire down the mountain,
Yards away from my backyard.
The most real alarms don't beep.

Math building,
Writing puzzles on a test.
Beep, beep, beeping in the middle,
A pause to build up false stress,
Unplanned field trip on the last day.
A pesky student trying to create a jest.
Guess he wasn't prepared,
Needing extra time to rest.

Art building,
Projecting paint on mask.
Beep, beep, beeping
Twice in same class.
My brush drying in water,
Sitting uphill on the grass,
Here comes the fire truck again.
How long will this false alarm last?

Chorus

*** Synopsis: A song about how fires are the scariest when there is no beeping alarms.

Monograph

In the first verse, I took out one of the "beeps" in the fourth line and I changed "And parking lot in our pajamas" to "Out in the parking lot in pajamas." Wherever the word "alarm" appears in a verse, I added the word "false" in front of it, to make the point of the song more evident. In the second verse, I changed "The repairman away on the shuttle bus" to "Repairman's away, driving the shuttle bus," to make it less confusing. I also changed "Watching aquariums in lobby chairs" to "We sit, watching the aquarium, in lobby chairs."

In the chorus, I omitted "alarms' in "No false machine alarm's beeping" to make it "No false machine's beeping." I changed "Can compare to my eyes" to "Can compare to real alarm," to add further emphasis on the difference between false and real alarms. I changed "Smoke monsters invading my patio" to "Smoke monsters invading my oxygen," because I thought smoke ruining air would be a more fitting metaphor.

In my Layton neighborhood in 2007, one of my neighbors from up the street decided to burn bush in her backyard and started a huge fire that burned most of the mountain between two neighborhoods. Luckily for her, it started raining and put out most of the fire before it burned down any houses. Seeing fire on the mountain and tons of black smoke in my backyard was way more scary experience than hearing a smoke alarm or detector go off. I changed "Glowing runners down the mountain," to "Glowing fire down the mountain," because I thought the word fire need to be added to show more evidence of the point I am trying to make. I changed the last line of the chorus and the title from "The most alarming, alarms are silent" to "The most real alarms don't beep."

I didn't add anything or subtract anything from the third verse. In the fourth verse, I changed the line from "My brush dying in water," to "My brush drying in water," to emphasize the time I had been away from the building, waiting for the alarm to go off. I also added the false to make it say, "How long will this false alarm last?"

Random Lines

I gave you everything
You gave me nothing

They started out in the same airport
She took off while he just landed
Money and power mean more than love
She's off in the clouds leaving him grounded

I'd be sitting pretty, I'd be feeling fine

If I had a dust pan and laundry matt
If I had a dust pan and laundry matt
I'm sure my love would come back

He wants love, she don't.
She wants change, he won't.

Now in this moment
Our hearts are bent
We're feeling blue

We've been down this road before
Had our hearts broken in two
Here you are walking through my door
Thoughts clearing into few
I can't take it anymore
We need a different view

You've been buying presents
And sending them away to mail
Hoping to please,
But none of them are for me

Give me another chance
Before you strike a match

So if your life is troubled
And you can't sing along
Listen to another lyric
So you can clear the static

You dumped me and I feel sad

I hold your door
I gave you a key
Please move in already
You're the lock for me

Hope leaves us and doesn't say goodbye

Cotton candy clouds

The heart of my life needs a transplant

On the road of life, there are no rest stops

The music pulled me into the room
Full of melody and a tune
Harmony starts to flow
Rhythm tells me not to go
But I have obligations at home
I don't want to leave the beauty
I like music more than reality

I fight a lot with you

To think you could be tame

Stars melt in the sky

I taste your lips
I hug your fingertips
You are a wonderful sight

Set a Place for You

We could have
A giant table,
White cloth and candles,
Turkey shaped salt shakers.
Leaves lining the middle.
More chairs than we can handle,
But they couldn't replace you.

All these Thanksgiving decorations,
Food, people. and attractions,
Don't make me miss you any less.
(Don't make me miss you any less)
I wish I could set,
Set a place for you.

We could have
Pineapple lime jell-o,
Turkey and potatoes,
Grape juice mixed with soda,
Pumpkin pie with crusted bows.
Made from scratch, buttered rolls,
But they couldn't replace you.

Chorus

We could be
In Las Vegas at a buffet,
Riding rides at Disney,
Driving up to Idaho,
To a cabin by a lake.
Or cruising the bay,
But they couldn't replace you.

Don't make me miss you any less.
(Don't make me miss you any less)
(Don't make me miss you any less)

A Curse Without A Cure

My eyes are frozen open,
Shadows dance around my bed,
I suffer hallucinations,
Anxiety popping into my head.

My legs are restless pests,
Wanting to kick the covers.
I share words with the darkness,
About friends, enemies, and lovers.

I must be an insomniac,
For I can never fall asleep,
Between ten and two,
Before the dawn is back.
I, like the shadows, creep,
Not having any dreaming to do.

Perhaps it is my destiny,
Becoming a creature running,
Up and down the stairs,
Trying to exist without care.
Reckless in the middle,
Not holding on to the handle.
There's nothing to dream about,
between eleven and light.
Six knocking on my door,
A curse without a cure.

When I'm able to dream,
It's usually a nightmare.
Flashbacks of horror movies,
I shouldn't have watched, but I dared.

Feeling what the world is like,
When everyone else is asleep,
Is incredible divine,
But I'd rather not make a peep.

Bridge

Chorus

*** Synopsis: Song about not being able to sleep at night.

Perfect Record

A cool pool in the summertime.
The deep end looking' grim,
Jumping off the board like I'm a dime,
Am I going to sink or swim?

Floating in the waves,
I see Sal is on duty,
I hope that he really behaves,
Watching all the guests, not just the cuties.
How could I not feel safe,
At a life guarder's party?

Carrying cans in my swim trunks,
Too much beer and I'm drunk,
Is the pool spinning me in a blender?
As my head goes under,
As my head goes under,
As my head goes under.

So I put my arms up,
But they didn't seem to care.
I'm frantically screaming,
but the dance music keeps on playing,
Who knew I was at a deadly resort?
So I put my arms up,
But they didn't seem to care.
They're too busy celebrating,
Their summer of no drowning,
And I'm ruining their perfect record.
And I'm ruining their perfect record.

I wait for rescue, but no whistle chimes.
I'm passing people, face down,
They say, "Who's that guy, whose body is lime?,
He must have drowned."

I see my body in the deep end, while I'm standing outside the pool
Whatever dream this is, it isn't cool
That's when Sal gets off his high chair
And he tries to do CPR.
And he tries to do CPR.
And he tries to do CPR.

Chorus

Feeling detached from my body,
I know something is not right.
I try to say to Sal, "I'm okay,"
"But could someone turn off that spotlight?"

Chorus

*** Synopsis: Song about a drowning victim at a lifeguard's party.

Step on Me

They hide in the shadows,
Waiting for me.
My eyes look around,
Searching for safety.
My eyes look around,
Searching for safety.

I tell myself to run,
As voices come closer.
Slow footsteps behind me,
Taunting whispers.
Slow footsteps behind me,
Taunting whispers.

I wish I could fight back, telling them,
Leave me alone.
They trip me, push me, call me names,
Trying to step on me.
I wish I could fight back, telling them,
Leave me alone.
They trip me, push me, call me names,
Trying to step on me.

They can see the dread,
On my face.
Prowling the sidewalk,
Loving the chase.
Prowling the sidewalk,
Loving the chase.

Chorus

Looking for trouble,
Their smiles are bent.
I'm screaming inside,
But surface silent.
I'm screaming inside,
But surface silent.


They try to put me down,
But they are wrong.
I tell myself,
That I am strong.
They aren't worth getting upset over,
I am strong.
They aren't worth getting upset over,
I am strong.

Chorus

You bullies,
Just leave, leave me alone

Trip me, push me, call me names
Trying to step on me.
But on this walk of life,
Nobody will ever step,
Step on me.

*** Synopsis: Song about bullies who used to call me "Step-On-Me" instead of Stephanie.

Apologize by One Republic & Timbaland

"Apologize" by OneRepublic, is a breakup song about appreciating what you have before it is gone and how hard it is to forgive and forget. I chose to analyze this song, because the message of the song is very relatable to someone who has been hurt by people and how difficult it is to be reminded of what happened every time you see them or hear about them. We as humans, want to lash out at the ones who have hurt us, telling them exactly how they have made us feel. I feel like that's what the singer is doing in this song.

The first verse is the back story of the relationship up to the moment where the singee dumped the singer. "I'm hangin' on your rope,/ Got me ten feet off the ground," is a metaphor to the singer having a natural high from his relationship with the singee, where his life is wonderful and they had no known problems. It could also be a reference to how bonded he once felt to her or how now he wants to hang himself because of all of her drama. He puts his relationship with her on a pedestal where there is only room for breaking.

"And I'm hearin' what you say,/ But I just can't make a sound," is about the silence of a shocking realization that the relationship is over and the relationship was not as happy as he thought it was. The singee wasn't feeling the same high when it came to the relationship, only feeling the lows. He makes another reference to the rope, saying, "You tell me that you need me,/Then you go and cut me down...," which made me wonder if she was abusive to him during their relationship or she ruined every happy moment by being moody and overly emotional. A lot of girls expect to have a fairy tale romance and wonder why their guys don't act like princes or treat them like a princess every moment of everyday.

"But wait. . ./ You tell me that you're sorry," makes it seem like the singee woke up and realized what she was losing while she was breaking up with him or she realized it shortly after. He builds a climb to the chorus at the end of the verse by saying, "Didn't think I'd turn around.../ And say...," alluding to the fact that sometimes there are no second chances and how he finally stood up for himself after a long period of time of neglect or abuse. People can't expect to not have consequences to their actions, especially if it involves hurting the ones who love them.
The chorus repeats "too late" four times in its five lines, trying to emphasize what's done is done. She can try to "apologize" all she wants, but her apologies aren't going to change the hurt he feels for the way she treated him, or make him forget. The way he adds "yeah!" as the end line, it makes it seem like he is trying to talk himself into sticking with his decision, tempted to go back to her, because he still loves her, but knowing deep down he is making the right decision.

The second verse is about how he made his decision to leave her behind and her reaction. "I'd take another chance,/ Take a fall, take a shot for you," seems like he is contemplating what would happen if he gave her another chance, wondering if she would hurt him again. "I need you like a heart needs a beat, But it's nothin' new," is referencing how his life is hard without her in it, but his life would be hard with her in it as well. "I loved you with a fire red,/ Now it's turnin' blue..." is emphasizing the love he had for her is dying, lessening over the time they've been apart. He makes it seem like he resents her now.

He tells us about the singee's reaction to his decision, "And you say. . .Sorry, you're not the angel/Heaven let me think was you...," I was a little confused by all of the uses of "you'" in these sentences, but I think she is saying, is she isn't as perfect as he thought she was, which would make sense in relation to the pedestal back story. Maybe he was expecting her to be perfect, and when she revealed her true colors, he ran, not being able to deal with the reality of the situation either. If that is so, then the relationship ending was both of their faults, because of their impossible expectations. He says, "But I'm afraid...," before he leads into the chorus again, emphasizing his fear of her hurting again and the fact that the relationship is over.

The last verse is a combination of lines from the first verse and the chorus. By having "I'm holdin' on your rope,/ got me ten feet off the ground," as the first and last two lines of the song overall,. The second time he says it feels like he's critiquing himself for being so hung up on a girl or taunting her directly. I think he is using these lines as his overall message, saying, "See what fun we used to have and how much I cared about you. Well too bad you blew it!"

More Than Hello

Sitting in class at my desk,
A fist knocking my shoulder.
Turning my head at the pest,
A boy with dreadlocked hair,
Green eyes like a crest,
And a student officer sweater.

Noah asked me for my name,
And If I was related to a boy,
With the same surname.
I said "not that I know of"
He said "that is okay . . .,"
People are still cool,
With your last name."

Noah said hello to me in the hall,
I said hey back.
I wish I could have said,
More than hello to him.

That whole semester Noah sat,
In chair in front of me.
He used my desk,
To open his folder.
With me, falling fast,
Tempted to speak,
Tongue ripped by a cat.

I'd see his blue truck,
Every time I went to the mall,
At the restaurant parking lot,
Where he worked.
Noah asked me, one day at lunch.
If I thought he was a dork.
I said no, trying not to blush,
He probably thought I was a jerk.

Chorus


Riding in my mom's van,
I saw Noah on Libby's lawn.
Throwing snowballs at kids,
On their way home.
When I saw Libby at church,
She gushed about him,
About how he asked her,
To go to the prom.

When I came back in the fall,
Noah had graduated in the spring,
No one said hello to me in the hall,
And the silence still stings.

Chorus

** Synopsis: A girl wishes she would have had courage enough to tell her crush she liked him in high school.

I'll Even Hide the Sharks

Won't you to come see me?
I will not let you drown in my sea.

You used to visit me every summer
On my Atlantic and Pacific sides.
I used to give you seashells,
And take you on rides with my tide.

I see you up there, on that ship (mmm)
I sparkle for you to come in for a dip (mmm),
You'd rather stay dry than spend time wet with me
When you reject my waves, I'm left feeling green
(I'd rather be bright blue with you)

I beg you to come see me.
I will not let you drown in my sea,
Let your dark fears wash away,
Keep them at the bay.
If you stay, I'll even hide the sharks

Ever since you saw Jaws,
You've been afraid of my creatures.
I have turtles, stingrays, and dolphins,
Like you visit in the water park.
Why do you judge me for my sharks?

Go ahead, ditch that sailing trip.
Just play in my crescent waves
Come on, take a dip.

Chorus

I'll meet you on the land.
Embracing your toes on the sand,
Till you want to come in.

Let your fears wash away,
Keep them at the bay.
If you stay, I'll even hide the sharks

***Synopsis: An ocean is trying to get someone, who is afraid of water, to come back.


Monograph

I changed the title from "Why Don't You Want to Swim Anymore?" to "I'll Even Hide the Sharks," based on your suggestion. In the refrain I took out the "baby" and made a reference to sea, to identify the singer, and I also changed the similar lines in the chorus and added the last verse to the chorus to put the title in a power position. I changed the boat from a cruise ship to a "ship" and a "sailing trip," because you suggested to make it a smaller boat. I added a new first verse to have more of a back story of the relationship between the singer and the singee.

In the second verse, I changed "looking green" to "feeling green," as a reference to seasickness. My initial thought was that the ocean would be jealous of the ship and turn green. I changed "(I'd rather be turquoise for you)" to "(I'd rather be bright blue for you)," to emphasize the change of colors on the surface.

In the third verse, I took out "that movie," and I took out the line, "I'm okay if you don't want to swim in the dark," cause I didn't think it made any sense. I also added "I have" to the line "turtles, stingrays, and dolphins," to emphasize that not all the creatures of the ocean are menacing like the sharks. I added, "Like you visit in the water park," to show emphasis of the friendly creatures' safety.

In the seventh verse, I took out "promising," because it clunked and changed the line to "Embracing your toes on the sand," because if the shore is going to meet her on the beach, it would reach her toes first with its water. I changed the first line to "I will meet you on the land." I changed the refrain two from "Why don't you want to swim," adding it to the seventh verse, saying "Till you want to come in." Then I changed the seventh verse to the six verse, because I thought it was out of order.

No Shoe Fits Me Like You

I saw a pair of shoes and thought of you.
They were flashy, sharp tongued, and blue.
A worn sole hiding in the back,
The littlest box in a big bargain rack.

If I were to buy them and take them home,
Would they let me control them or try to roam?
Like I tried with you in the past.
Like us, would the shoes not last?

Shopping for shoes is tough
Even if I selected a few,
They might be the right price and width,
But no shoe fits me like you.

Don't need expensive ones, just comfort,
Feel like I can be me and babble in leather.
Making our love bonded together with laces,
Around the track of life in daily races.

Chorus

If I had those shoes,
I'd make them come unglued.
I'd never wear them or share,
Keeping their souls bare.

I'd keep them in a box,
With the lid and bottom as locks.
Maybe then the shoes would stay,
Out of regret to be repaid.

Chorus

***Synopsis: A girl compares her past relationship to a pair of shoes.

Feathers

Eve will always think of Ally,
As the girl who ruined the fifth grade.
Ally told Eve she was glad,
Eve was moving away.

Eve wondered why Ally hated her,
How someone could be so cruel.
They hadn't exchanged words before,
Because Eve was shy,
And Ally was a popular girl.
Eve asked her friend, Heather.
She said Ally told her,
Eve was a bitch.

Rumors fly like feathers
It's better not to have poisoned lips
People say. . .
Revenge is sweetly paid

When Eve returned to Cincinnati,
For her high school years.
Her eyes no longer cried tears,
With soul and a smile,
A little bit faker,
Making new friends,
But none of them had forgotten.
Ally saying,
Eve was a bitch.

Rumors fly like feathers
It's better not to have poisoned lips
People say. . .
Revenge is sweetly paid

Eve slipped a note into Ally's locker.
One from her crush, Luke,
Asking her to go to prom.
Luke told Ally, he didn't write her,
He said he didn't even know her.
Eve felt even, returning the favor.
Rumors fly like feathers
It's better not to have poisoned lips
People say. . .
Revenge is sweetly paid

Eve will always think of Ally,
As the girl who ruined the fifth grade.
Eve will always think of Ally,
As the girl she wanted to make pay.

*** Synopsis: Song about how rumors can ruin both the gossiper and the victim's life.

Stealing Headlines

Ours was the only showmance,
Where you spent money to make.
In this city of collagen and silicone,
You were the only thing truly fake.

You were in a race for stardom.
With me as your true leading lady,
Your thirst for fame licked you,
And poisoned me.

You wanted to publically fight,
About everyone and everything.
Why can't we have a quiet life,
Without wasting ink in a magazine?

Why do we have to talk in spotlights,
Using tabloid as messengers?
Can't we just move on,
Without stealing headlines?

You couldn't deal with reality,
Dumping me on page twenty three.
You stomped my name in dirt,
With the camera eye hovering.

Chorus

Grimacing every time your face is plastered,
On the bus or taxi that comes my way.
The only time I hear from you is on TV,
When you're releasing my tapes and letters.

Just stand there with your frozen smile,
Inn red carpet photographs,
Canoodling you new arm candy,
You pretend not to miss me,
But you know they're thinking of me.

Chorus

*** Synopsis: A song about a celebrity couple breakup, dragged out in the press.

A Name to a Face

I heard about a boy I didn't know.
I heard about a boy I didn't know.
A boy missing from the back row.
An empty chair belonged to him.
An empty chair belonged to him.
Now it's bare because of a gun.

A shallow glance down the hall,
To strangers who I will never meet.
I wonder if he ever passed me in haste,
With me never knowing who he was,
Until the day he died.
I wish I could picture, a name to a face

Was he was reckless, expecting luck to last?
Was he was reckless, expecting luck to last?
If there's no risk, hunting would be a blast.
When he died, nobody was there to see.
When he died, nobody was there to see.
They found him in a field, under a tree.

Chorus

I heard about a boy I didn't know.
I heard about a boy I didn't know.
A boy missing from the back row.
This stranger's death to insist life is not to waste.
This stranger's death to insist life is not to waste.
I wish I could picture, a name to a face

Chorus

*** Synopsis: This song is about a boy who died when I was in high school.

At Layton Park

Layton Park
Watching my brother play baseball.
Swinging on the playground,
Every spin and every fall.

Walking down the trails
To feed the ducks.
Sitting on the waterfall benches,
Skimming the rocks.

For the fifteen years, I lived in town.
From recreation to education,
To every laughter and every fight,
I spent almost everyday at Layton Park

Driving around with my family,
At night in the snowstorms.
Dinosaur, bear, and fish forms,
An array of bright Christmas lights.

Right next to my school, Layton High.
Crossing the street,
Walking over to the library,
On my lunch break.

Chorus

I had class and field trips.
Collecting leaves for science.
Making art projects,
From the roses and sticks.

Lots of picture taking.
Family reunions and graduation.
The last time I visited you,
Was before I moved.

Chorus

*** Synopsis: A song about my hometown park in Layton, Utah.

Stage

On the July night, I drove to town,
From my uncle's Island Park cabin.
I stood in line with anticipation,
To see the Joseph and his coat.

I came in during the pre-show,
As the red curtain was opening.
The crowded stage was lined with mirrors,
Around three sets of chair bleachers.

A theatre stage who first spotlighted you,
Where your comedic talent was grown,
Where you no longer perform.

You debuted on stage right,
Wearing an orange vest, sparkling bright.
Reminding me of someone I used to like,
In my past before I saw you on stage.

I came back on an August weekend,
To see you, Annie, and her gun.
You flirted with me, but I didn't catch on.
I shook your hand in line, when it was done.

Chorus

The stage was set the next summer.
Seeing three plays with you in three days,
With man-eating plants, devils, and men in plaid.
I didn't know this summer would be our swan song
I came back to find you, but you were gone,
Off this stage to find bigger laughs.

It's been nine years since our last act.
Your stage is now a back lot.
I see your face in commercials in my home state.
I haven't seen any of your films yet.

Chorus

** Synopsis: A song about a guy I saw on a stage at a community theatre who is now a famous actor.

Why Do I Have to Pass Out the Candy?

All Hallow's evening, I'm stuck inside,
Trying to watch a scary movie.
My basket is full, my doorbell ringing.
Goodbye to my eight dollar candy.

When I was a kid, Halloween was exciting.
Dressing like witches, vampires, and robots.
Along with pumpkins, parades, and apple bobs,
Candy was deliciously free.

When did Halloween become boring?
Why am I the grown up here?
When did I become the homebody?
Why do I have to pass out the candy?

Turning off the lights, my pumpkin smashed.
It's the same year after year,
I feel I'm being treated to a trick.
I can't believe in the magic anymore.

Wish I could recapture my spark,
But my candle has no wick.
I tell the kids leaving my door,
Enjoy candy till you can't anymore.


*** Synopsis: A grown up wishes she was still a kid during Halloween.

I Have No Voice in My Throat

My lips never sink ships.
My mouth is always shut.
Over my words, my tongue trips,
I have no confidence in my gut.

Maybe it's an anxiety crisis,
Causing my vocal chords to quiver.
My opinion is in pieces,
And I'm afraid I'll stutter.

If I spoke, would anyone listen?
If I spoke, would you even understand?
If I wrote my thoughts on paper,
Would anyone even read them?
Being a human in critical demand,
I have no voice in my throat.

Don't call on me in class,
If I don't raise my hand.
When I have something of value,
I'll speak, but only with a pen.

If I build up enough thoughts,
And I'm finally able to speak,
People start talking over me,
I wonder if I was too quiet.

Chorus


*** Synopsis: A song about a pet peeve for not being able to express my thoughts in my classes as well I'm able to write them down.

Cat's Lullaby

Hush little Shadow, time to sleep.
You'll get to be a wildcat tomorrow.
My alarm is about to beep.
Lay down in your box of paper.

Put your head on my doll's pillow.
You can hold my arm or my stuffed bunny.
Cover your eyes if the moonlight glows,
With one of your paws, my little funny.

Feathers, hair elastics, and balls
Your toys will have to wait
Stay in my room, don't run in the halls
It's getting really late.

I know the night hours are long.
Don't meow, don't sigh.
I have written a soothing song.
This is my cat's lullaby.


*** Synopsis: This is a lullaby for a cat to quit being so wild and to go to sleep.

Duck Pond

There's a duck pond in Ogden where birds eat.
They chase my torn bread crumbs trapping them with their mustard feet.
There's a duck pond in Ogden I visited yesterday.
With my little brother and my grandparents before they flew away.
I'm a grown up now in school and I stroll past the pond.
Trying to reminisce often.
I hope when the birds fly north again, they will bring my grandparents,
To laugh with me again.
There's a duck pond in Ogden where people pass the track
People pass near the duck pond but are in the back
How come we as living people never see the pond for the ducks?

***Synopsis: This song is about the duck pond at Weber, where I visited as a child, and now walk pass everyday I have school.