Separate winds
May the winds of change carry you away
To a place where you can live your dreams
That special place only you can see
That special time when you where free.
There are lions loose in the garden
And an elf hiding in the trees
The music is playing
A song of desperate memories
A song for you and only you can hear
The silence that is ringing in your ears
A song of separate winds
A song of change for you
A song of separate winds to carry you thru
Now the lions are loose in the garden
And the elf is hiding in the trees
And lonely footsteps past the roses
Are all anyone can see
To know that you were there
May the winds of change carry you away
Into that place you want to be
Far away from the garden and the trees
And the desperate memories
Soda Pop
I have a soda pop and I want to share it with you
Maybe take a little walk together
We could talk about life or the weather
As long we’re together that’s all I want to do
I want to share my soda pop with you
I only had a nickel but if I had two
I would have bought a soda pop for me and you
And we could take a little walk together
And we talk about life or the weather
When I grow up that’s all I want to do
I want to take a little walk and talk about life or the weather
It doesn’t really matter as long as we’re together
And I can share my soda pop with you
But I have a soda pop and I want to share it with you
I’ve been looking at you and all the things you do
And I want to take a walk and talk to you
There just so many things I have to say
So if you have the time
I would like to share my soda pop with you
We could take a little walk together
And I would share my soda pop with you
we could talk about life love and the weather
as long we’re together that’s all I want to do
I want to share my soda pop with you.
Momma Cried
I was born here in this town
About a mile from the railroad tracks
In an old tin roof shack
We all called home.
We didn’t have much but we had each other
And an old radio we would gather around at night
And listen to Teddy give a fireside talk
And momma always said everything will be alright
When Daddy gets home.
And Momma cried.
She cried for her man that went off to war
She cried waiting
Waiting for a day that never came.
And Momma cried.
I was born here in this town
About a mile from the railroad tracks
In an old tin roof shack
We all called home.
We didn’t have much but we had each other
And Teddy told us it was gonna be alright
Cause the sky dried up
And the crops went bad but momma held on
To me and my brothers and sisters and the morning sun
With everything she had.
And Momma cried.
On Sunday morning momma dressed us all up
For Sunday service and we prayed to the Lord
For rain and to bring daddy home again
Oh dear God Momma cried.
Momma cried in the family room all alone
After us kids went to bed
Momma cried
For a man that never came home.
By a fireside talk she prayed to the lord
For rain and daddy to come again
But Teddy said it was gonna be alright
And Momma cried.
Jeff Nesvig is a writer living in San Diego.