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Lyrical Paintings by DeCenso
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Friday, July 30, 2021
"The Mist Of A Thousand Castles"
Wednesday, July 28, 2021
"All Love's Given Me"
Monday, July 26, 2021
"What Country Music's All About"
©️ by Frank A. DeCenso, Jr.
Hey, there listen to this country song…
Someone will say it’s prob’ly too long -
Let's find out -
Budweiser beer and moonshine in jars,
Shiny semi trucks and hometown bars,
Church on a Sunday, and swearing’ all week,
Cheatin’ while dancin’ to some Bayou beats,
Mamma’s home cookin’ and Pa’s rocking chair,
Lipstick on a collar from strangers kissin’…
I’ve been sitting here writing under a front porch moon,
Thinkin’ ‘bout things that make a top Country tune…
While I sit and try to find out;
Think I'll down a shot…
A Remington rifle, goin’ deer huntin’,
Sweaty cowboy hats, rusty Chevy runnin',
Sweet Kentucky sky filled with Trooper’s lights,
Probably Johnny's goin’ jail tonight,
Fiddles and guitars, and river bed skeeters,
American flags, and cars without heaters,
Squeaky wooden floors, girls in skinny jeans,
Torn flannel shirts and broken lover’s dreams…
I’ve been sitting here writing under a front porch moon,
Thinkin’ ‘bout things that make a top Country tune…
While I sit and try to find out;
Think I'll down a shot…
It’s OK that football’s over,
I’ve been sitting here writing under a front porch moon,
Thinkin’ ‘bout things that make a top Country tune…
While I sit and try to find out;
Think I'll down a shot…
Friday, July 23, 2021
"Picture Frame"
Wednesday, July 21, 2021
"A Phony Smile"
"A Phony Smile”
Copyright by Frank DeCenso, Jr.
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[Vs1]
The music's playing backwards on the street alleys tonight,
Moonlit broken lovers watch their dreams taking flight,
Casanovas, Mona Lisas, and others way down low,
Shed their skin for what is fake so pain won't show...
[Vs2]
Spotlights bleeding neon on shadows walking blind,
All the travelers cannot see beyond what's behind,
The motions blur emotions that drove them right here,
So they sit in dirty bars to forget what's never near...
CHORUS
All the dreamers still dream, cause their hunger needs to feed
For a simple hug or kiss for a moment or a while -
Both may look and feel more than what they really mean..
Just like a phony smile...
[Vs3]
If the rain fell from the dark it would wash their dusty souls,
But can anything change those playing life's empty roles...
A loser and a boozer share a concrete curbside chair
Sometimes the different details feel a little bit unfair
CHORUS
All the dreamers still dream, cause their hunger needs to feed
For a simple hug or kiss for a moment or a while -
Both may look and feel more than what they really mean..
Just like a phony smile...
BRIDGE
Does it really matter if all the stars fell down,
The lonely wouldn't see them, couldn't catch them,
In this dying town...
CHORUS
All the dreamers still dream, cause their hunger needs to feed
For a simple hug or kiss that for a moment or a while -
Both may look and feel more than what they really mean..
Just like a phony smile...
Saturday, July 17, 2021
"If Freedom's Coming Here" (Concept Draft)
Thursday, July 15, 2021
"Walk Alone" (Experimental Poetic Lyric)
Tuesday, July 13, 2021
"Hold On ToThe Wind"
Copyright by Frank A. DeCenso, Jr.
Life's been a darkened blur;
You know you’re not the only one,
This world has overturned…
It does throughout each night;
Sometimes the moon’s a broken friend,
Like you it waits for light…
When you look outside your windows
And the sky looks all windswept;
Don’t follow how your feelings feel,
Hold on to the wind, instead...
Tornados do the same;
But they can break everything,
Their fury you can't tame...
When you look outside your windows
And the sky looks all windswept;
Don’t follow how your feelings feel,
Hold on to the wind, instead...
Stand outside with open eyes,
You may just feel the wind arise;
You can leave each pain behind -
And let that wind -
When you look outside your windows
And the sky looks all windswept;
Don’t follow how your feelings feel,
Hold on to the wind, instead...
"Words Can't Paint You"
Sunday, July 11, 2021
"We Stayed"
Friday, July 9, 2021
"Beginnings Of You And Me"
Thursday, July 8, 2021
"No More Life To Kill"
©️ Frank A DeCenso, Jr.
She danced in shady nightclubs
She'd come home with some tips
He'd come home and take some pills
With some cracks growing there
She'd tell him all her stories
He was too tired to care
The world may seem it's standing still
But it may just tip and spill
Every life of hopes and dreams,
Till there's no more life to kill
One night in conversation
After he came home real late
They talked while he ate dinner
On a half empty cold plate
Every story was the same
Outside the homes looked pretty
With the inside peeling paint
The world may seem it's standing still
But it may just tip and spill
Every life of hope and dreams,
Till there's no more life to kill
They knew that if they stayed there
Everything would turn to dust
They talked until the morning sun
Slowly started climbing up
With no solid plan in mind
If they stayed where things were dying
Headstones were all they'd find
The world may seem it's standing still
But it may just tip and spill
Every life of hopes and dreams,
Till there's no more life to kill
But it may just tip and spill
Every life of hopes and dreams,
Till there's no more life to kill