The heart's road

 When I go away I try to forget

All of those pieces of memories of regret

When I go away I can hold them at arm's length

And say you cannot hurt me, you cannot touch me

You cannot hurt me today

But I always come back, back to the fold

To the font of the cradle of birth

I always return to the home and the hearth

And the place where I first knew the hurt

Now you can be travelling a long weary time

You can be holding his hand or mine

And this can be our way together or apart

But that's just the road of the heart

When I am travelling down the country mile

I look for the clouds, then I burst into a smile

When the sun is all shining and the birds are in song

Then I'm reminded that nothing is wrong

When I am travelling along a steep hill

And the ridges are vast with an emptiness that chills

Then I see your hand in the sky high above

And I know it's all just a plan of your love

When I am travelling through dale and through den

And the trees they grow over and they are my ken

I know you're near me, because I feel at ease

With the summer behind me and the autumn's breeze

When I am travelling far from my home

I can forget all of those feelings I own

Nothing is stronger than the pull to return

From where I've been travelling the heart's road that burns

Memory Lane

 It comes at four to knock on your door

It taps on your window pane

But you're not sure, and you feel poor

When there's nothing to lose or to gain

On a trip down memory lane

And it can take years and bring only tears

But for some it's their favourite game

As they cry in their beers or cover their ears

On a trip down memory lane

And you hold your gun in your hand

Raise it and level your aim

But you can't quite figure

To pull that trigger

On that trip down memory lane

And they hold you in their sights

They come in the depths of the nights

They fuss and they fight 

About who's wrong and who's right

On that trip down memory lane

And it can just seem so rosey

Yes it can season your pain

You can write it in your poesy

Or it can drive you insane

But nothing's half as bad

As the laugh's you once had

To remember that feeling

Can send you a -reeling

On that trip down memory lane

And they'll pass onto you the old hammer

And say strike the bell on the hour just the same

When that church bell tolls

And you lose all control

On your trip down memory lane

And they'll tell you to leave them

Then the ghosts will call you back again

And they'll kiss and show spite

In the new morning light

If you begin to forget their name

And the sun will shine bright

And the dogs lose their bite

On your trip down memory lane

Why should you listen to me now boy?

Why I'll curse and I'll claim

I had too much to drink 

And my memories all turned pink

When the reality it's just not the same

Well I'll swear to you I remember

I'll force the winds of November

To blow me off track, so I can get back again

To my trip down memory lane