dennis O'Toole

...waking from more curious dreams than usual; I am inclined to share a recent lyric...

in my wildest dreams... there are tamer scenes

where we stop and catch our breath ...reflect upon the gift

see time for what it is;…

...of course, the 'blog' presents items in order of appearance, and the 'reflection' on this lyric will be below this page... apparently there is no way to mess around with the format, so...

my brother tasked me to write him…

... "Dennis is one of the most clever, articulate songwriters ever...eloquence personified..."

... Gary Peeples ( guitarist/songwriter; member of Jackson Delta (blues band) and Al Black's 'Steady Band' -February 10th, 2019. ...whew... that's quite a quote (unsolicited) from a friend…

old soul...   you are  traveler

old soul...   odyssey unraveling

old soul...   trying to find a way home

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heartbeat... like an ancient drum

complete... vision soon will come

defeat...      something you've never known

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you see the universe in a…

I can only give you the moon and stars

they're yours for the asking... there for the taking

we can catch fireflies in jars

we'll be basking in the light they're making

let this summer's night roll slowly

your love…

men are born to be bound by duty

bred to be slaves to beauty

bled by social pressure from the cradle to the grave

I've worn my heart on my sleeve, and it's led me to believe

that true and…

you want me to need you and I need you to want me

your past has freed you; mine keeps coming back to haunt me

you know much more about me, than I'll ever know about you

(darlin', what can…

he walks in a shady grove...

lay him down 'neath a summer sky

watching dragons and castles move...

changing shape right before his eyes

he sees them fly...

...

seems so log since he was a child...

everything seemed s…

seems so long since I've heard a whip-poor-will

that I can scarce recall the sound

takes me back to a time when you loved me still

we lay on our backs on the ground...

and the stars up above were…

let me call you 'sweetheart'... 

like they sang back before the war...

before the battle of the sexes (and whatever that was came next) 

had us runnin' for the door...

...

I'm craving one 'true romance';

like some sweet old…

well, I took my song about my girl named Sally

down to the boys in Tin Pan Alley

the man's smilin' face was like a big full moon

signed me to a contract on the 06th of June...

gave me…

hurry sundown... put this day to rest

I'm feeling run down... not up to my best

this day is nt my own, and I'd sooner be at home

hurry sundown... I'll fly back to the nest.

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hurry sundown, come…