Posts Tagged ‘country music’

Ain’t nothing on the outside that’s gonna make you whole

August 21, 2025

To fight aloud, is very brave —
But gallanter, I know
Who charge within the bosom
The Cavalry of Woe —
–Emily Dickinson

You always loved the thunder
And you're scared of the light
Hiding from your insides
So you pick another fight

It's time to shut up
And listen to yourself
Your neverending squabbles
Are ruining your health

Scrolling through the profiles
And it makes your body burn
Life is not a scrapbook
Some people never learn

It's time to shut up
And listen to your heart
Stop flailing around
Or you'll tear yourself apart

You're over there and everywhere
You're talking on the phone
In everybody's business
You can't stand to be alone

It's time to shut up
And listen to your soul
Ain't nothing on the outside
That's gonna make you whole

by Richard W. Bray

Before the truth puts on its pants

July 9, 2025

Before the Truth puts on its pants
The Lie begins its grim advance
Honesty ain’t got a chance
The world is just a Devil’s Dance

I lived a lie called you and me 
In a world that cannot be
So many things I could not see
Now I’m blessed with misery

Before the Truth puts on its pants
The Lie begins its grim advance
Honesty ain’t got a chance
The world is just a Devil’s Dance

Don’t believe your lying eyes
Don’t fall for tales from spooky spies 
We’re running out of alibis 
When murder falls down from the skies

Before the Truth puts on its pants
The Lie begins its grim advance
Honesty ain’t got a chance
The world is just a Devil’s Dance

Nations skid and empires fall
The crazy pity of it all
Don’t bang your head against the wall
When the Devils start to call

Before the Truth puts on its pants
The Lie begins its grim advance
Honesty ain’t got a chance
The world is just a Devil’s Dance

by Richard W. Bray

Don’t deny a helping hand

July 1, 2025

Bring it all back home
Enjoy the bounty of the land
Bring it all back home
Cast your buckets where you stand

Bring it all back home
Put a feather in your nest
Bring it all back home
Wishing everyone the best

Bring it all back home
Put your shoulder to the plough
Bring it all back home
Feel the sweat upon your brow

Bring it all back home
Don't deny a helping hand
Bring it all back home
Love every person in the land

Bring it all back home
Plant a garden in your heart
Bring it all back home
That's the place to make a start

by Richard W. Bray

They can talk and they can talk

June 21, 2025


You're my where
You’re my why
You’re my supply
You get me high
Times are tough
The well is dry
But we're gonna get by

They can talk and they can talk
They’re lying
Up and down the block
They know we got everything
We don’t have to say a thing


Their bitter lives of misery
Don’t wanna know
What they see
When they look at you and me
It’s what they’re never gonna be

They can talk and they can talk
They’re lying
Up and down the block
They know we got everything
We don’t have to say a thing


by Richard W. Bray

A Kitten’s Nursery Rhyme

June 13, 2025

In the vagaries of time 
When Al Green explores your mind
Just a kitten’s nursery rhyme
Of a single chorus line
Where the dancers hope to find
Another dream of wealth and wine

All of the hippos at the zoo
Have got a pebble in their shoe
And the trickster’s happy crew
Is eating crocodile stew
The unicorns are dancing too
With a song that's just for you

I found a refuge in your eyes
Refreshment under rainy skies
Where my stupidity is wise
You were too sweet to realize
Out of a world of better guys
You really thought I was a prize

by Richard W. Bray

There’s not a wrong road or a right road

May 23, 2025



You did the things you did
And here is where you are
The future pulls us forward
Like the engine in my car

Since you were a kid
You've been wearing out your luck
And now you're feeling empty
Like the gas in your truck

There’s not a wrong road
Or a right road
There’s just one road to live
What you gonna take?
What you gonna give?


You can't fix the things you broke
Can't take back what you said
When your dreams go up in smoke
You gotta make your own bed

The world is changing every day
And you can do it too
You can build your own road
You can create your own view

There’s not a wrong road
Or a right road
There’s just one road to live
What you gonna take?
What you gonna give?


by Richard W. Bray

It’s not that I don’t care but the pain is only there

May 21, 2025


don't ever
say how i am feeling
cuz i'm safer not revealing
life is gonna hurt me
and the world is gonna
dirt me

It's not that I don't care
But the pain is only there


the piano tried
to tell me
but i didn't wanna
smell me
swept it under the floor
cuz i couldn't
take any more

It's not that I don't care
But the pain is only there


so i'll open
up the door
just a little bit
not more
since you showed
me yours
and there isn't
keeping score

It's not that I don't care
But the pain is only there


by Richard W. Bray

Hope and Feeling

May 4, 2025

You don't have 
To follow trends
If friends object
Then find new friends

We carry hurt
From days gone by
But you can look it
In the eye

Every day
Is fresh and new
It doesn’t have to
Shackle you

Now is time for
Hugs and healing
Don’t be afraid of
Hope and feeling


by Richard W. Bray

The Tyranny of the Therapeutic

March 27, 2025

I’ve been seeing my psychiatrist
For thirty-seven years
We've almost cleaned up
The mess between my ears

I'm passive-aggressive
With an abnormal brain
I got second opinion
And it turns out I'm insane

I'm neurotic and psychotic
With an overactive id
I've got as much self-control
As a four-year-old kid

I'm masochistic, melancholic
And I can't match my sox
I spend my free time
Inside Skinner's Box

I'm egocentric, schizophrenic
And crazy till the end
I'm on every single page
Of the DSM

My personality disorder
Is self-actualized
And my alter ego
Is just one of the guys

My inner child's an old soul
But I'm still Jung at heart
Regression and depression
Haven't stilled my manic heart

by Richard W. Bray

Drowning in resentment on an endless doom scroll

March 17, 2025

Milton was right 
We make our own hell
You won't find salvation
In a wishing well

Drowning in resentment on an endless doom scroll
Thinking a mirage was gonna make your life whole


You weren't living a life
You were playing a role
Searching your feed
For a new heart and soul

Drowning in resentment on an endless doom scroll
Thinking a mirage was gonna make your life whole

Leaching off the shadow
Of a fancy façade
Staring into the void
And mistaking it for God

Drowning in resentment on an endless doom scroll
Thinking a mirage was gonna make your life whole


by Richard W. Bray