I'm not a fan of Eminem, but my son is and he turned me on to this song a couple of weeks ago and considering the people who adopted me, it really hit home.  Same with his movie, 8 Mile, it hit home hard.

I hope I edited all the "F" words...




Where's my snare?
I have no snare in my headphones
There you go
Yeah, yo, yo

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?
I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the motherf*ckin' kid that's behind

All this commotion, emotions run deep as ocean's explodin'
Tempers flarin' from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin'
Not takin' nothin' from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathin'
Keep kickin' ass in the mornin' and takin' names in the evenin'

Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in their mouth
See, they can trigger me but they'll never figure me out
Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now, ain't you momma?
I'ma make you look so ridiculous now

I'm sorry momma
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my closet, one more time

I said, I'm sorry momma
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my closet

Ha, I got some skeletons in my closet
And I don't know if no one knows it
So before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it
I'ma expose it, I'll take you back to '73

Before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' C.D.
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months
My faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch
'Coz he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye

No, I don't on second thought, I just f*ckin' wished he would die
I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try
To make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake
I maybe made some mistakes but I'm only human
But I'm man enough to face them today

What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun
'Cuz I'da killed him, shit I woulda shot Kim and them both

It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to 'The Eminem Show'

I'm sorry momma
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my closet, one more time

I said, I'm sorry momma
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my closet

Now I would never diss my own momma just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who you think this record is dissin'
But put yourself in my position, just try to envision
Witnessin' your momma poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen

Bitchin' that someone's always goin' through her purse and shit's missin'
Goin' through public housin' systems, victim of Munchausen's syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to your stomach

Doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that C.D. for me Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you treated me ma?
But guess what? You're gettin older now and it's cold when you're lonely
And Nathan's growin' up so quick, he's gonna know that you're phony

And Hailie's gettin' so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral
See, what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong
Bitch, do your song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom

But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you f*ckin' burn in hell for this shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
Well, guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be

I'm sorry momma
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my closet, one more time

I said, I'm sorry momma
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my closet

words don't do much for me, heard my share of lies in my life. now the music, the harmony, harmonious discord, the play of one instrument to another. lenny, wishes were horses, life without you. that moves the soul

I hear ya badinfluence, for me I guess I'm just the opposite.

Music itself is beautiful, and I love all kinds, but words have been my escape since I was a kid. I play several instruments, but they just don't "do it" for me the way writing does. Does that make sense?

Ok rex another that touched my heart
Tears In Heaven
by Eric Clapton and Will Jennings
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?


I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.


Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?


I'll find my way
Through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven.


Time can bring you down,
Time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart,
Have you begging please, begging please.


Beyond the door,
There's peace I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven.


Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?


I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.

I love Toby Keith....LOVE ME IF YOU CAN. 

yes it does ma'am.

There are places I remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
In my life I love you more

I usually keep these things in the family, but I'm feeling some love here...lol...so here's one I wrote.

Everything is Right Key of A Tempo: 84BPM :Copyright 2008 James Barnhart

Sittin here on a Sunday afternoon,
The rain is on the window pane.
Takes me back to evenings at my grandma’s house,
Catchin’ night crawlers in the rain.
You had to grab ‘em quick before they saw your light,
Crawlin round with ole’ Ed Brown,
My jeans were a muddy sight.

Sittin down by the river on the boat ramp,
A coal barge is chuggin by,
’72 GMC with the tailgate down,
a YooHoo and an oatmeal pie.
The morning sun was lightin up that Flatwoods riverbank,
And me and Dad were skippin rocks and guessin how far they had sank.

Just a couple times that I recall when everything was right,
Way back when we were all still here, and everything was right.

Standing tall as the Captain read those words,
Old Glory in the morning sun.
Fifty years after my Grandpa served,
I could feel him as that Medal was hung.
Granny said the Master’s brush paints all that is this place,
And from my flying machine I can see His amazing grace.

Yeah there are times that I recall, when everything felt right,
Some good times that I remember, when everything seemed right

(Instrumental)

Sittin’ here watchin’ my children play,
They’re runnin’ all around this place,
My wife looks over and catches my eye,
A smile spreads across my face.
Everything before now just dims and fades away,
And in my heart I know that I can finally say,

No matter what happens now, I know I got it right
No matter what I accomplish now, I already got it right.

(Instrumental)

Now we're all here again, and everything is right.

There is unrest in the forest
There is trouble with the trees
For the maples want more sunlight
And the oaks ignore their pleas

The trouble with the maples
(And they're quite convinced they're right)
They say the oaks are just too lofty
And they grab up all the light
But the oaks can't help their feelings
If they like the way they're made
And they wonder why the maples
Can't be happy in their shade

There is trouble in the forest
And the creatures all have fled
As the maples scream 'Oppression!'
And the oaks just shake their heads

So the maples formed a union
And demanded equal rights
'The oaks are just too greedy
We will make them give us light'
Now there's no more oak oppression
For they passed a noble law
And the trees are all kept equal
By hatchet, axe and saw

Defcon, so good with the words...

Sittin down by the river on the boat ramp,
A coal barge is chuggin by,
’72 GMC with the tailgate down,
a YooHoo and an oatmeal pie.

So cool, I love YooHoo and oatmeal pie!!!!!!!!!

  Wish we could go back

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
Far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Well, every moment spent with you
Is a moment I treasure


I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing

Lying close to you
Feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wondering if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together
And I just wanna stay with you
In this moment forever, forever and ever

It's all the same
Only the names will change
Everyday
It seems we're wastin' away

Another place
Where the faces are so cold
I drive all night
Just to get back home

I'm a cowboy
On a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted
Dead or alive

Mike - you come up with some great topics! There's so many - here's a few of mine in no particular order:
1. Imagine - John Lennon - makes me cry every time
2. Maybe I'm Amazed - Paul McCartney - always brings thoughts of my husband and the trials and tribulations we've faced over the last 22 years and we're still here and stronger then ever
3. Chevy Van - Sammy Johns - this one's probably pretty obvious.....
4. Shooting Star - Bad Co. - friends that have ended their lives
5. Numerous Seger songs - probably no explanation needed there
6. Sitting at a Red Light and Lie to Me - Johnny Lang (worth checking out if you like blues and haven't heard him)
7. Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield - heard this song for the first time not too long after I got sober:

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can do it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Youse Guys......

Youse Guys......

Youse Guys are simply ...

AMAZING!

 Thanks again all, I merely offered all a place to express what they feel. I really liked all that were posted and I will further say I did expect to see so many great words, given the wide gamut of deep and free thinking people here.