"Ghosts of Love"

"Ghosts of Love"

©️ by Frank A DeCenso, Jr.

<All Rights Reserved>

[Vs1]

I see we're missing shingles,

On our weather beaten roof;

A peeling painted fence post,

Still stands as tragic proof...

That when two lives just shatter,

From forever promised truth...

Some memories won't scatter -

They'll hang on to love's youth.

CHORUS
I've come back for yesterday, 
To our empty cobwebbed home;
Where the voices of the past still dance,
And the ghosts of love still roam –

[Vs2]

The floor boards are still squeaking,

As my feet touch every room;

The chandeliers still sparkle,

While wind chimes sing their tune...

I swear I see your shadow,

Beneath our window's moon;

It begs me to start thinking,

That we gave up too soon...

CHORUS
I've come back for yesterday, 
To our empty cobwebbed home;
Where the voices of the past still dance,
And the ghosts of love still roam –

[BRIDGE]

If I ever find you,

I'll take you here to see -

A dusty picture hanging,

Of you still holding me...

CHORUS
I've come back for yesterday, 
To our empty cobwebbed home;
Where the voices of the past still dance,
And the ghosts of love still roam –

"Helium Balloon"

“Helium Balloon”

Copyright by Frank A. DeCenso, Jr.

[Vs1]

The train pulls away through the dark misty air,

She's leaving town now, but he still feels her there;

Spent their last nights with just firelight between –

Now she's going home and she’s trapped in his dreams…

[Vs2]

A new day rises, but he stays in till noon –

He spent his night thinking she left there too soon;

Promises linger while he lies there alone

Moonlight brought an emptiness he’s never known.

CHORUS 1

Love may be a traveler that gives hard goodbyes –

Love comes in moments moving through teary eyes –

If love comes down and it grabs you today...

Like a helium balloon it may drift away…

Don't let that helium balloon

Ever get away.

[Vs3]

His heart's a mess 'cause she used to call each day –

Their moments together are mem'ries in play;

So he calls and hears, "please try your call again",

He slumps to the floor and the message simply ends…

CHORUS 1

Love may be a traveler that gives hard goodbyes –

Love comes in moments moving through teary eyes –

If love comes down and it grabs you today...

Like a helium balloon it may drift away…

Don't let that helium balloon

Ever get away.

[Vs4]

The phone's been silent for a week maybe two –

He can’t sleep at night thinking they may be through;

Then he hears a car door and a soft little cry –

He looks out, she’s standing beneath midnight's new sky…

And they both cry...

CHORUS 2

Love may be a traveler that gives hard goodbyes –

Love comes in moments moving through teary eyes –

If love comes down and it grabs you today...

Like a helium balloon it may drift away…

Don't let that helium balloon

Ever get away.

Like a helium balloon it can drift away…

But know that helium balloon-

May come back someday.

"A Hamster's Wheel" (Being Recorded)

"A Hamster's Wheel" (Being Recorded)

Copyright by Frank A. DeCenso, Jr.

[Vs1]

There's a guitar in the basement,

Next to a hamster's wheel;

I have sung a million love songs,

And I know how hamster's feel...

Each midnight keeps repeating,

With this heartbeat still alone;

I’ve run through that deep darkness,

For a love I've never known...

And...

CHORUS

There's a routine to this moment,

Like a note that never ends -

No matter what my songs say,

I will break after I bend - 

'Cause I've been running with no change to how I feel...

Like I'm stuck nowhere racing on a hamster's wheel.

[Vs2]

I've been searching for that someone,

Who will take me as I am;

Not just some music maker,

But a vacant hearted man...

Now if she's out there waiting,

I’m doin' the best I can;

To find her before I'm gone,

Just to hold her by the hand...

'Cause...

CHORUS

There's a routine to this moment,

Like a note that never ends -

No matter what my songs say,

I will break after I bend - 

'Cause I've been running with no change to how I feel...

Like I'm stuck nowhere racing on a hamster's wheel.

[BRIDGE]

Anyone can write a love song,

I've written more than some -

When I find a girl who loves me,

Just for who I am...

This guitar will have won...

CHORUS

There's a routine to this moment,

Like a note that never ends -

No matter what my songs say,

I will break after I bend - 

'Cause I've been running with no change to how I feel...

Like I'm stuck nowhere racing on a hamster's wheel.

"Drowning Well"

"Drowning Well"

Copyright by Frank A. DeCenso, Jr

[Vs1]

"Smoking kills, 

Whiskey shames",

Mamma said as she took her pills;

"Just like dad you will be,

Not your self,

And probably twice as bad"...

[Vs2]

Words can be,

Used for good,

Or can stop what you're meant to see;

Think it through,

Take some time,

Before words land a little too hard on you..

CHORUS 

Don't ever let anyone

Break you all apart

Stand like a strong tree

Still growing from the start

So pick up your dirty clothes

Then move from that hell

Before those chiming words

Throw you in their drowning well

[Vs3]

It'll be tough

Like some stone 

Hearing lies

Growing all alone 

Just like rain

In a storm

You can start

Dropping every pain

CHORUS 

Don't ever let anyone

Break you all apart

Stand like a strong tree

Still growing from it's start

So pick up your dirty clothes

Then move from that hell

Before those chiming words

Throw you in their drowning well

BRIDGE

Everything that comes for you

Everyone who lies to you

Are just some road bumps

As you're driving through

CHORUS 

Don't ever let anyone

Break you all apart

Stand like a strong tree

Still growing from it's start

So pick up your dirty clothes

Then move from that hell

Before those chiming words

Throw you in their drowning well

"Dark Land" (Christian Version)

"Dark Land" (Christian Version)

Copyright by Frank A DeCenso, Jr.

[Vs1]

This ole world is full of pain,

Most live in agony;

They can hide their teardrop stains,

Sometimes only God can see...

[VS2]

Look around your neighborhood -

Many need a friend;

The Lord tells us that we should,

Find the time to spend...

CHORUS 

Your God is big enough,

He's pulled you from the rough -

Try and grab someone else's hand,

Telling them God's loving plan...

[Vs3]

Do we merely close our eyes,

Hoping that things will change?

Search the world for who is lost,

Share with them our God's name...

[VS4]

Pray about it for a while,

Maybe you are their hope;

Next time can you toss a smile,

Then share God's saving rope...

CHORUS 

Your God is big enough,

He's pulled you from the rough -

Try and grab someone else's hand,

Telling them God's loving plan...

BRIDGE 

Some will come and some will go -

If you don't try you'll never know...

CHORUS 

Your God is big enough,

He's pulled you from the rough -

Try and grab someone else's hand,

Telling them God's loving plan...

"Silent Fields" (Long Version)

“Silent Fields” (Long Version)

©️ by Frank A. DeCenso, Jr.

<All Rights Reserved>

[Vs1]

Me and my dad built this land, with sweat and Ohio dirt,
With Midwest calloused hands we dug, till boy, it really hurt;
With shovels made from U.S. Steel, till the nighttime filled with stars,
Tore the ground and planted seed, hoped that rain wasn't far.

CHORUS
Silent fields wait for the rain 

And long to hear the thunder,
They look for clouds that scream real loud,

To feed their hiding hunger,

And then they'll rise to watered skies,

And break through from down under.

[Vs2]
We'd harvest what that ground grew, until it filled our trucks,
We'd sell all boy, but all we knew was rain fell like good luck;
Tried to save for bone-dry years, while we ignored our fears,
Barely breathed before the heat came in like angry steers.

CHORUS
Silent fields wait for the rain 

And long to hear the thunder,
They look for clouds that scream real loud,

To feed their hiding hunger,

And then they'll rise to watered skies,

And break through from down under.

[OPTIONAL BRIDGE]
Burned out rain from a silent sky –
Gives the ground a reason to die –
And the sun just laughs - as it rolls by…
Lightning comes from an angry earth –
While thunder always brings new birth –
Every drop is needed - almost more than it’s worth…

[Vs3]

In August scorched from heat dad looked tired and weather worn,
He tried to hang on but he never saw the Autumn storms;
Had a strength I never had, but his strength will always stand,
What he built in me's grown strong - along with his old land.

CHORUS
Silent fields wait for the rain 

And long to hear the thunder,
They look for clouds that scream real loud,

To feed their hiding hunger,

And then they'll rise to watered skies,

And break through from down under.