You Can Be In My Dream

Harry's Circumcision

Looking in the mirror, Harry didn't like what he saw The cheeks of his mother, the eyes of his father As each day crashed around him the future stood revealed He was turning into his parents The final disappointment Stepping out of the shower, Harry stared at himself His hairline receding, the slight overbite He picked up the razor to begin his shaving and thought, “Oh, I wish I was different. I wish I was stronger. I wish I was thinner. I wish I didn't have this nose. These ears that stick out remind me of my father and I don't want to be reminded at all.” The final disappointment Harry looked into the mirror thinking of Vincent Van Gogh, and with a quick swipe lopped off his nose And happy with that he made a slice where his chin was He's always wanted a dimple The end of all illusion Then peering down straight between his legs Harry thought of the range of possibilities A new face a new life no memories of the past and slit his throat from ear to ear Harry woke up with a cough The stitches made his wince A doctor smiled at him from somewhere across the room “Son, we saved your life but you'll never look the same.” And when he heard that, Harry had to laugh Although it hurt, Harry had to laugh The final disappointment

One For the Vine

Fifty thousand men were sent to do the will of one. His claim was phrased quite simply, though he never voiced it loud. "I am he, God's chosen one."

In his name they could slaughter, for his name they could die. Many there were believed in him, still more were sure he lied, But they'll fight the battle on.

My new theme song.

Once I lived the life of a millionaire, spent all my money, I just didn't care, took all my friends out for a good time, bought bootleg whisky, champagne and wine Then I began to fall so low, lost all my good friends, I didn't have nowhere to go If I get my hands on a dollar again, I'm gonna hang on to it till them eagles grin Nobody knows you when you're down and out In your pocket, not one penny, and as for friends, you don't have any When you finally get back up on your feet again, everybody wants to be your old long-lost friend Said it's mighty strange, without a doubt, nobody knows you when you're down and out

Dylan

Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat an' cov'rin' the crossroads I'm standing at, or maybe it's the weather or something like that, but mama, you been on my mind I don't mean trouble, please don't put me down or get upset, I am not pleadin' or sayin', "I can't forget" I do not walk the floor bowed down an' bent, but yet, Mama, you been on my mind Even though my mind is hazy an' my thoughts they might be narrow, Where you been don't bother me nor bring me down in sorrow It don't even matter to me where you're wakin' up tomorrow, But mama, you're just on my mind I am not askin' you to say words like "yes" or "no," please understand me, I got no place for you t' go I'm just breathin' to myself, pretendin' not that I don't know, Mama, you been on my mind When you wake up in the mornin', baby, look inside your mirror You know I won't be next to you, you know I won't be near I'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear as someone who has had you on his mind