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  LIGHT & DARKNESS

  VOL. 10

  THE WANDERER

  By Robert L. Shelby

  Copyright 2013 Robert L. Shelby

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  I’M THE DREAMER

  I’m the preacher

  talking about love tonight

  I’m the bird

  scared of falling and of flight

  I’m the giant

  standing on your little toe

  I’m the reaper

  and to me your life you owe

  I’m the driver

  taking you out for a ride

  I’m the animal

  waiting to be called inside

  I’m the river

  turning slowly into steam

  I’m the dreamer

  and tonight you are my dream

  I’m the stone

  that lingers on your heavy soul

  I’m the fox

  looking from my hidden hole

  I’m the witness

  in the trial on my life

  I’m the liar

  and I swear I’ve got a knife

  I’m the writer

  making stories just for you

  I’m the hero

  looking for a love that’s true

  I’m the star

  sending out a single beam

  I’m the dreamer

  and tonight you are my dream

  I’m the dreamer

  I’m the dreamer

  and tonight you are my dream

  I’m the dreamer

  I’m the dreamer

  and tonight you are my dream

  LOVE IS WAITING

  We send people to the moon

  but we can’t put our kids through school

  We have kings and queens that reign

  but we can’t let love rule us all

  You can be a hero for a lifetime

  but in the end you’re just a fool

  You can wrap yourself in plastic

  but you still won’t be a doll

  We have songs and tales of wisdom

  but we make the same mistakes

  You can kill and slaughter daily

  but you can’t hold your castle every night

  We all could live as good friends

  but with strangers we get the shakes

  You can be a charmer of all wildlife

  but you still can die from just one bite

  We have food to feed the homeless

  but we toss it on the ground

  We can change the weather as we please

  but we can’t change ourselves within

  We have music all around us

  but we can’t hear a single sound

  You can run forever and be first

  but in life you still can’t win

  And I know that love is waiting

  out there for us all

  And I know that love is waiting

  somewhere beyond the wall

  BOOK OF LOVE

  I left bookmarks on the pages

  that speak of better times

  scattered in the midst of covers

  and found between the lines

  While this world rages war

  we escape into fairytale

  where on a bed of silk

  we are covered by a veil

  And we lay there until forever

  in the drowning summer Sun

  talking about the lost days

  before we were more than one

  In the distance burns a fire

  growing by each flame

  for all the past mistakes

  we are both to blame

  As the Sun falls in the ocean

  you shift closer to me

  and whisper words of love

  beneath the old palm tree

  And I close the book of love

  thinking of those times

  scattered in the midst of covers

  and found between the lines

  And I know that you’ll be waiting

  on the beach for my return

  standing by the fire

  for us it will forever burn

  MR. STRANGE

  I was up for an hour

  when the mailman brought me a letter

  it had words of change

  I should change?

  For worse or for better?

  Later in the morning

  I was standing under the cold shower

  singing songs of change

  I should change?

  To a gun or a flower?

  I was walking the street

  when a young lady came up to me

  asking for change

  I should change?

  And get a degree?

  Later in the day

  I was sitting in a bar with my friend

  talking ‘bout change

  I should change?

  And follow your trend?

  Oh, I can’t change

  I can’t change

  I can’t change

  I like being strange

  I was driving in my car

  when the traffic lights turned to red

  waiting for a quick change

  I should change?

  Before I end up dead?

  Later in the night

  I was tossing in my restless sleep

  with dreams of change

  I should change?

  Sell high or cheap?

  Oh, I won’t change

  I won’t change

  I won’t change

  I like being strange

  THE BURNING GIRAFFE

  Up ahead in the distance

  I saw a burning giraffe

  walking through the city

  echoing the devil’s laugh

  And I’m stuck in the doorway

  where I stood and said goodbye

  it doesn’t matter where you run

  the end is always nigh

  In front of me a faceless committee

  speaking words on my behalf

  shutting down all that once was me

  making way for the burning giraffe

  And it walked on through our lands

  countless bodies in its wake

  yielding to the devil’s commands

  our lives are forever his to take

  Sometimes I may feel dead and gone

  but I’m not yet buried in the ground

  and like the young one said -

  words I’ve spoken seem to leave a hollow sound

  Even the colors never stay the same

  in this massive world I feel so small

  if only one day I could escape

  from the sight of the picture on the wall

  THE FLICKERING LIGHTS

  The flickering lights are waiting

  outside, to take you away

  the low sound voice is fading

  telling you baby to stay

  ‘Cause nothing here is sweeter

  sweeter than your lovely taste

  so please don’t run away

  don’t you let it all go to waste

  I’d like to say I’ll be drinking

  until I see the good lord above

  but you know me and my thinking

  I’m going down into the ground

  I don’t even want the option

  of a meeting with my maker

  I’d have nothing nice to say


  I’d be an evil ball-breaker

  As a man of many vices in my queue

  listen here’s what I advise

  don’t go repeating your lies

  ‘cause they’ll start to feel true

  Well I’ve been drinking since noon

  so you better turn around and run away

  I’ll be at a critical level soon

  I might tell you that I love you today

  The flickering lights are waiting

  and my low sound voice is fading

  You better turn around and run away

  I just might tell you that I love you today

  NO BRAKES

  Can’t sing about a Cadillac

  ain’t got no fancy car

  but I’ll find you baby

  wherever you are

  Don’t need any wheels

  to be a rolling man

  I’ve been on my way

  since the world began

  You can find yourself

  on the open road

  and if you carry a gun

  don’t forget to reload

  I’m a rolling man

  and I’m coming through

  I’m a rolling man

  I thought you knew

  Ain’t got no Cadillac

  no hot keys to flash

  there’s more in this world

  than diamonds and cash

  Don’t need any wheels

  to be a rolling man

  I’ve been on my way

  since the world began

  If you find yourself

  alone on the road

  keep your gun close

  and don’t forget to reload

  I’ll find you baby

  no matter how long it takes

  with full speed ahead

  ain’t got no brakes

  I’m a rolling man

  and I’m coming through

  I’m a rolling man

  on my way to you

  LOVED AGAIN

  Seems like only yesterday we met

  and instantly connected

  on the hill not far away

  now the frequency is jammed

  with static noise

  and there’s nothing left to say

  The years go by as moments

  and you grew into a stranger

  right in front of me

  the light I once saw in your eyes

  is now long gone

  like a ship lost in stormy sea

  Loved again

  I wish to be

  once again

  like you loved me

  For days and months that passed

  I tried and fought so hard

  to get through to you

  but you pushed and shoved away

  like I was the least important man

  that ever talked to you

  We could fly away together

  but you would rather be

  on your very own

  strong and independent

  a lonesome bird

  you would rather fly alone

  Loved again

  I scream and moan

  once again

  like we were known

  A WORLD CALLED HOME

  I have seen a child

  crying for his mother

  knowing that no other

  could stop his flow of tears

  And I have seen a child

  hiding from his father

  a face so pure and sweet

  against a man that’s running wild

  This time we need more love

  on a world that you call home

  I have seen an old man

  help a young girl in distress

  and as she said God bless!

  he just smiled and walked away

  And I have seen a boy

  rob a kind lady blind

  creeping up from behind

  not caring for her life

  All this in just a day

  on a world that you call home

  I have seen a soldier

  screaming in the night

  wanting someone to rewrite

  all the madness he has inside

  I have seen a dog

  howling at the moon

  singing loudly out of tune

  throughout the restless night

  All this in just a day

  on a world that you call home

  This time we need more love

  on a world that you call home

  THE DEVIL’S GIFT

  There’s a young girl

  walking the streets tonight

  to where, oh where

  is she in a hurry

  this time of night

  The old church bells

  rang at midnight straight

  the Devil awakened

  the girl took her life

  and sealed her fate

  The Devil’s gift

  from the ancient red book

  with drawings so dark

  showing just how

  young virgins he took

  There was a young girl

  walking the streets tonight

  to where, oh where

  was she in a hurry

  this time of night

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  AUTHOR’S NOTES

  “How was your journey?” I hear you ask. Silently. And not at all ‘cause you don’t care. But I’ll tell you anyway. It was good, it took two days, but I finally made it to New Zealand. Been here for about three weeks now and so far I like it.

  As for this volume, it was written towards the end of winter 2013, and that’s it. Hope you like it, if not, too bad.

  Just one more volume coming up and then we are done with this. Only stories left to be finished and published, which means nothing. I don’t know, I’m tired, no idea what to write. Worst outro ever. Have a nice day.