somewhere there’s a rainbow
as beautiful as you
i ain’t never seen it
but they tell me that it’s true
somehow you appeared
when i was falling apart
you sheltered me from chaos
with your beautiful heart
sometimes life is vicious
it takes everything away
it left me with a hurting
that’s impossible to say
somehow i keep going
what else can i do?
with a little bit of hope for
the world that gave me you
by Richard W. Bray
Precious like a songbird
Precious like sunshine
Precious like a kind word
Precious like dinnertime
Precious like you
Precious like a rainy night
Precious like a full moon
Precious like a lullaby
Precious like a show tune
Precious like you
Precious like a rainbow
Precious like your first tooth
Precious like a meadow
Precious like the whole truth
Precious like you
Precious like a playround
Precious like a bouncing ball
Precious like an old hound
Precious like your grandpa
Precious like you
by Richard W. Bray
I always knew you loved me
No matter what I did
I always knew you loved me
You never kept it hid
I always knew you loved me
No matter what I said
I always knew you loved me
In your heart and in your bed
I always knew you loved me
And you know I love you too
You’ll always be inside me
And everything I do
By Richard W. Bray
O fairest of all creation, last and best
Of all God’s works, creature in whom excelled
Whatever can to sight or thought be formed
—John Milton, Paradise Lost
the sunshine in your laughter
the poetry in your style
the wiggle in your swagger
the music in your smile
your wicked sense of humor
your feet, your face, your hair
the fire in your anger
the fancy in your flare
the tender in your strength
the lovely in your heart
you’re a trillion times more
than the sum of your parts
every thing about you
every little part
knocks me on my bootie
you’re my favorite work of art
by Richard W. Bray
We’re good together
It’s ready to start
Will I jump over the moon
Or get kicked in the heart?
I hear a song playing
For me and for you
Is it Over the Rainbow?
Or Little Boy Blue?
I’m a little bit timid
If you’ll pardon my scars
Does this stairway go down
Or straight to the stars
I’ve been here before
And it didn’t end well
Will you be my salvation
Or my ticket to hell?
By Richard W. Bray
There’s a thousand times
I could have been better
I got angry
I said the wrong word
There’s a thousand ways
I could have been better
Didn’t ever show up
For your world
There’s a thousand things
I could have done better
I should’ve been
The guy you deserve
There’s a thousand ways
I could have been better
Now I know how low
It all can go
By Richard W. Bray
I’m
Glad
I met you when I did
I was
About
To flip my lid
I’m
Acting
Like a little kid
I’m
Glad
I met you when I did
I’m
Glad
I met you when I did
Cuz
I was
Keeping my heart hid
No more
Living
Off the grid
I’m
Glad
I met you when I did
by Richard W. Bray
When you can’t make it home
When you’re stuck in a rut
When the roads are frozen over
When everything is shut
When hope is mirage
When there’s torment in your gut
When the bridge gates fall
When you’re walking in the trees
When the world opens up
When your heart gets a squeeze
When you’re finally together
When you’re overwhelmed with ease
by Richard W. Bray
All my girlfriends say
I should forget you double-quick
You’re a cruel lying monster
And an evil little prick
You cracked me open
Like an egg
You poured my guts out
On the floor
You can grovel–you can beg
But I don’t
Love you anymore
I let you use my car
You stupid stinky little cheat
It smelled like cheap perfume
You left her panties on my seat
You cracked me open
Like an egg
You poured my guts out
On the floor
I just need
To stop the bleeding
Cuz you cut me to the core
Kicked my dog and slapped my Pa
You tried to f—k my friends
I gave the cops a statement
Now this nighmare’s gonna end
You cracked me open
Like an egg
You poured my guts out
On the floor
My tear ducts
All run dry
But I ain’t crying anymore
by Richard W. Bray
I didn’t take it too well
When you said we were through
You got a stone for a heart
What’s the matter with you?
You almost killed me
With your smile
So I’ll be bleeding
For a while
You were the happiest thing
In my sad little life
Then you took out my heart
With a rusty old knife
I ain’t got nothing left
But tears
I’m gonna bleed
For forty years
I didn’t take it too well
When you said we were through
You laughed in my face
When I asked if you were true
by Richard W. Bray
