Posts Tagged ‘#poem’

I added vocals and a few finishing touches so now I have a mix for ‘It’s About Time’. The LYRICS posted earlier can be found using the link above.

2025 was quite a productive year for me musically and personally. I am hoping 2026 will leave last year and all it’s political and environmental disasters in the past.

I will be sharing a lot of original music with you soon, including new tunes from my band mates. I will also be posting a collection of some of our favorite cover tunes performed by my band, ‘The Merchants’.

“It’s About Time by Michael S Kennedy

Enjoy the holidays, stay safe and prepare for a great year.

MIDIMike

It’s About Time
For good things to come my way.
It’s About Time
To see a better day.

It’s About Time
For investments to pay off.
It’s About Time
Crippling bills get paid off.

It’s About Time
To right things that are so wrong.
It’s About Time
I’ve been waiting far too long.

It’s About Time
Voices for change will be heard.
It’s About Time
I’ve opened my cage.
I’m a wild bird.

It’s About Time
It’s About Time

It’s About Time
For good things to come my way.
It’s About Time
To live life a better way.

Music will follow shortly. Stay untuned!

MIDIMike

As promised, here is the instrumental version:

Stay untuned for a full mix with vocals.

Retirement is kind of fun.

MIDIMike

Clichés are common.
Your life is pretty much a bore.
You would be a hero in another world
Where you could be so much more.

Lies are pollution.
They all direct you to The Store.
The whole world is out there for you to command.
You’ll have to go door-to-door.

Rotten Fruit and twisted vines.
Parasitic voyagers, fatal canary mines.
Symbols became battle cries.
It really doesn’t matter, because everyone dies.

Can’t depend upon
The people that rely on you.
Each of the failures witnessed in this life
Their causes come to haunt you.

Rotten Fruit and twisted vines.
Parasitic voyagers, fatal canary mines.
Symbols became battle cries.
It really doesn’t matter, because everyone dies.

Time to say, ‘Good Night’.
Even though you wish it was true.
This time if I’m given the choice to wake up;
I’d much rather be with you.

I’d much rather be with you.
I’d much rather be with you.

Rotten Fruit and twisted vines.
Parasitic voyagers, fatal canary mines.
Symbols became battle cries.
It really doesn’t matter, because everyone dies.

MIDIMike

I’ve had sex.
I’ve had great sex.
Not that I’m counting
But I have been disappointed
As often as I have been disappointing.

Sex can be wonderful
Way too often it’s just push and shove.
But there’s nothing like sharing your body
With someone you love.

Get more sex.
Get more than sex.
It starts with flirting
But once the web of lies begins
It’s meaningless if you lose the beginning.

Sex can be wonderful
No deep meaning, just push and shove.
But there’s nothing like sharing your body
With someone you love.

Sex can be wonderful
Sometimes more than just push and shove.
But there’s nothing like sharing your body
With someone you love.

MIDIMike

If you are looking for the answer in life to know if you are in love look no further.  If you answer `yes` to any of them, guess what?

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Words are swords. They are powerful and can last forever. A doorway to understanding. But the source of their power lies more in the Voice. The Sound. The Meaning. I listen.

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You see the truth and refuse it.  You are given advice and reject it.  You see the cliff and keep running toward it. But you KNOW what is true.  Your stories are not.

Maybe you did have a rough start in life, but you would never let it go to start fresh.  You create the storm we live in.  You constantly chant `everyone is to blame’ to make you feel better, but all the fingers are still pointing at you.

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A look at the life of a celebrity stalker.  Starved for attention, empty lives looking for someone – some reason – some value.  They act like you.  Look like you. Absorbing everything you do and still do not know you at all.  But they are the Best Fan you have.

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Looking back I think this was written because people would give me a hard time about what I wore when I played out with the bands I was in.  Some kept saying I had to wear faded jeans, etc. to be a ‘rocker’.  Obviously not true, besides, being the keyboard player I was usually in the back of the stage in the dark.  No one sees the keyboard player.

But if I was going to court to be judged, I will be wearing a suit and tie!

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