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​If I Was A Fading Rockstar

~ Frank Solanki ~ 15 Comments

If I was a fading rockstar

If I was a fading rockstar

I’d have my own brands

Start new trends

And drive in fancy cars

If I was a fading rockstar

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If I was a fading rockstar

If I was a fading rockstar

I’d fix my chin

Repair my skin

And make it glow like a star

If I was a fading rockstar

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If I was a fading rockstar

If I was a fading rockstar

I’d meet my chums

Drink and chew gums

And make fun of who we are

If I was a fading rockstar

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If I was a fading rockstar

If I was a fading rockstar

I’d cheat on my wife

Waste my life

As I blow off another cigar

If I was a fading rockstar

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If I was a fading rockstar

If I was a fading rockstar

I’d get divorced

Or rather be enforced

Alimony would leave a scar

If I was a fading rockstar

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If I was a fading rockstar

If I was a fading rockstar

I’d be bankrupt

And out of luck

Pay my bills by selling guitars

If I was a fading rockstar

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If I was a fading rockstar

If I was a fading rockstar

I’d be old and grey

To Jesus, I’d pray

And wish that life was less bizarre

If I was a fading rockstar

Peace, Peace, Peace

~ Frank Solanki ~ 92 Comments

I walked around with a gun in my hand

Looking for Peace

Please, please, please

Would someone show me Peace?

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I met a boy and I asked him

If he had any Peace

He said, “I only have a little drum for a toy

I play it all the time

It helps the day pass away

But Peace? No, Sir. I haven’t heard of that toy

You might as well go ahead and ask some other boy”

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I went ahead with a gun in my hand

Looking for Peace

Please, please, please

Would someone give me Peace?

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I met a young lady

Walking with her man

Happy and smiling

She must know Peace then

I asked her if she knew where I could find Peace

“Peace?”, she said, “I only know Stan

Why would I keep tabs about any other man?

But if you are looking for a lost friend

You might find him in that shrine

Everyone finds everything there”

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I went to the shrine with a gun in my hand

Looking for Peace

Please, please, please

Would someone bring me Peace?

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I looked around the shrine

There was nobody there but me

And my faithful shadow

Who refused to leave

The winds made the bells ring

My heart began to beat

I sat there with Silence

While I threw my gun away

My shadow left to grab it

Peace came to stay

Foxes In My Head

~ Frank Solanki ~ 38 Comments

All the people that I tagged as friends

Are now laughing back at me

They stare into the distance

The distance that now is me

I don’t really have a companion

No solid shoulder to cry on

No one to hear my story

When I wake up lonely at dawn

Do I really even sleep at night?

Am I permanently dreamed?

I caught foxes in my head last night

While their mother quietly screamed

I don’t want someone to ask me

If I could see the light

Just someone to hold me in the dark

And everything will be alright

There are gaps between my fingers

That are too large for you to fill

You’d wake up smiling tomorrow

But I’d be crying still

There are holes in my heart

That are too large for you to fill

You’d wake up smiling tomorrow

I don’t know if I ever will

My Fiction Fairy

~ Frank Solanki ~ 10 Comments

I cannot remove ‘Death’

From my dictionary

Peggy is my queen

My fiction fairy

My Name’s On Her Lips

~ Frank Solanki ~ 55 Comments

She’s got me in the morning

She keeps me during the day

She finds me in the night

She doesn’t let me go away

My name’s on her lips

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She blows through the window

She knocks at the door

She crawls through the mouse hole

She screams through the floor

My name’s on her lips

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Her nails pierce my veins

Her eyes; my soul

Her nose sniffs my sins

My body, she controls

My name’s on her lips

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My name’s in her thoughts

My name’s in her dreams too

My name’s on her list

“Peggy, is that you?”

My name’s on her lips

Peggy, Peggy, Come To Me

~ Frank Solanki ~ 14 Comments

Peggy, Peggy, come to me

Tell me your secrets and set me free

If you want to know some secrets of mine

Sit with me till the end of time

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Sit with me till the end of time

If you want to know some secrets of mine

Tell me your secrets and set me free

Peggy, Peggy, come to me

No Flying Throne

~ Frank Solanki ~ 22 Comments

Sometimes I look up at the sky

And I don’t really know why

There is not a hero in me

The sun is high

I want it green

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When my feet land on the soil

The ground doesn’t shake in turmoil

No villains, dark enemies, no

Evil plan to foil

No grandeur show

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In my bed, I lie alone

No windy cape, no flying throne

Why does it have to be so quiet?

I’ll chase a stone

In the starry night

The King Can Do No Wrong

~ Frank Solanki ~ 14 Comments

People climb atop a tree

They want to catch a glimpse of me

I’m the mystery. I’m the state

I’m your mistake. I’m your fate

Where you are is where you’d stay

I’m your God. Hear me say

The king shall live long

The king can do no wrong

Sing my song

The king can do no wrong

Watch The Snow Fall

~ Frank Solanki ~ 12 Comments

Hail the prince now. The king is gone

The queen is over. Don’t you mourn!

I take a step into the holy land

I watch the rest take a coward’s stand

I’m your king now. I’m your song

I’m your God who can do no wrong

I’ll keep you safe as long as I can see

Fear in your eyes just for me

I keep the secrets deep in my sleep while the mothers weep

I feed. I breed. I need the winter’s seed

Hear the winds call out my name

It’s a shame. It’s a shame

You aren’t here to watch me rise

I left you breathing with bleeding eyes

I’m your story. I am strong

I’m your lord who can do no wrong

I’m your savior. I’m your song

I’m your God who can do no wrong

Bow to my might. I am right. With this light, I’ll get you through the night

Watch the snow fall upon us all, big or small. Watch it fall

There Is A World

~ Frank Solanki ~ 43 Comments

There is a world

Where people are always happy

Where there are no worries

I do not exist there

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This is my world

Where people are always crying

Where there is no light

I am the king here