Tag Archives: Somehow

Getting It Right

Getting It Rightby Michael DoyleSomehow, I’ve split at my seams,But I’m still holding to my dreams.All my summers have met their end.Still, all in all, you’re my forever friend.Stated in its mighty declarative,Life best lived is lived by its narrative.The … Continue reading

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My Living Prayer

My Living Prayerby Michael DoyleLooking on the mountainsDown to the seasLiving waters from the fountainsI live my life to pleaseThe God of generationsBringer of true venerationWe need you, here and nowBelieving in the somehowThat gets me day to dayAs I … Continue reading

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It’s There In A Song Somewhere

It’s There In A Song Somewhereby Michael DoyleYou can find it in the record-spinning roundThere in the melody is where it is foundListen carefully to the words of the songYou’ll find the truth of our love where it belongsWhere this … Continue reading

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Remembering Prince

Remembering Princeby Michael DoyleI remember listening to a nightingale singSomewhere in Europe and just about springAnd thinking about things dismissed in hasteA lot of which was only my imagined wasteOne of these was Prince, dead at fifty-sevenDid find his way … Continue reading

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In Pursuit of Great Expectations

In Pursuit of Great Expectationsby Michael DoyleI love the way you love meThe way that it makes me feelIt helps me find the abilityTo make it through and keep things realShining like a beacon of lightIt’s you that gets me … Continue reading

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The Love In Your Eyes

The Love In Your Eyesby Michael DoyleWe look for love in the life we embraceWe struggle to find our footing in this placeThere is nothing left for us to explainHow it is that we’ve walked past life’s painThe struggles that … Continue reading

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There’s Been A Little Damage

There’s Been A Little Damageby Michael DoyleThere’s been a little damage to my eyesBut that’s the cost to all that I’ve seenAs with a brave heart ready for the sunriseThere have been so many places that I’ve beenThe experts say … Continue reading

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Each Moment’s Thankfulness

Each Moment’s Thankfulnessby Michael DoyleIn this world folded into blindnessToo many have forgotten kindnessI think it begins with gratitudeLooking on the world with right attitudeBefore this, there is the participationThat slowly seeps into relaxationPeace comes with every breath takenAllowing this … Continue reading

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Since the Days that Eden Fell

Since the Days that Eden Fellby Michael DoyleEver since the dark days that Eden fellMankind has cast pennies down the wishing wellHoping to find some bright point of lightTo get us through our darkest times of nightEver since the dark … Continue reading

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Crash and Burn

Crash and Burnby Michael DoyleCrash and burnWhen will I learnMy stomach churnsFrom the lessons that I learnIf I haven’t learned by nowWill I ever somehowI keep pushing onI keep pushing onGonna slow it downA warm smile turned to frownI keep … Continue reading

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