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By Bruce Bressack 09/25/2003 Boomers
Brooding In Time - Words: Kenneth Bressack Music: Bruce Bressack
I’m brooding over the fact,
that when I think of you,
it’s of making love and falling asleep,
and how limited it must be...
to have those expectations,
and to stay alone,
to have those expectations,
playing a thoughtful solitaire.
I wanted us to be farmers caring for the Earth,
and having breakfast with each other,
very early in the morning when the sun starts to clear,
starts to clear those dishes.
I didn’t want to listen to the time,
making reservations with Apollo,
only to sit and let the graying of your hair,
be my measurement.
But like faulty candles,
we burn too fast,
like faulty candles,
we shed too little light.
I wanted us to be farmers caring for the Earth,
and having breakfast with each other,
very early in the morning when the sun starts to clear,
starts to clear those dishes.
That when I think of you……
Bruce Bressack is a singer-songwriter, producer and freelance writer currently living in New England. He’s a 52 year old baby-boomer, ex-Yuppie, ex-New Yorker, guitar-slingin’, piano-slappin’, finally ‘retired’, television tube lover...
Bruce Bressack can be reached at bbressack@hippopress.com