Henri Reynard Speaks Out

Reflections



Boomer's Song

I've ridden horses without reins and fallen off and rode again
And flown planes beneath the desert moon
I've climbed too high and fallen fast until I reached the top at last
And watched the setting sun come down too soon
I've dreamed long dreams through endless nights
I've fueled fancies oddest flights
And lived my way in days of true despair
I've danced beneath a thousand stars
And touched the moon and wanted Mars
And bayed and howled and laughed without a care

I've fallen from my fantasies, and rose above realities
And gratefully closed doors where they reside
I've burnished armor till it shone
And worn it till I stood alone without a soul around or one inside
And still I roar when I can see injustice creeping into me
I look in mirrors and laugh 'cause I'm still there
I've lost maybe a step or two, my days are surely getting few
I've even shed a little bit of hair
I'm proud as sin and vain as well some think I'm headed straight to hell
But I am not afraid if that's my lot

Lucifer was full of light before his choices led him right
into his always dark and lonesome spot.
I've made decisions from élan
I'm but a simple trusting man, no saint nor any devil full of sin
I've tried to give my God my trust, I've suffered hate and enjoyed lust,
Just grateful now they let me sleep again
I can't regret my foolishness nor any lady's fond caress
Nor rubbing those who've begged 's face in the dirt
I've never been that proud to fight or thought that I was always right
Or made up reasons that I should cause hurt

I've lived in old and shabby shacks with winds all blowing through the cracks
And stayed a time or two on Beacon Hill.
I've walked through jungles quietly trying to find my enemy
And searched for him upon the desert sands
I've crawled through mud in pouring rain, I guess I'd do it all again
Although the blood is still there on my hands
I've loved this nation all too well and if I spend my time in hell
It will be because I held her close
And rocked her in those endless nights and fought for her in firefights
Killing damn near everyone she chose


But I am not a worried man, besides I have a perfect plan
I'll tell St. Pete the orders were quite clear
They said "engage the enemy, killing him will keep us free
So you can do it for us without fear"
In any case it's over now, sweat seldom pops out on my brow
When I hear the fireworks flash and roar
In time there is a great release and mostly now I am at peace
Except the time I shot that teenage whore
I thought her hand held a grenade It was just bread that she displayed
Oh well that is the way it is in war.

Sometimes it is a cruel world, the little money I had squirreled
Away for my retirement is gone
My wife, she left me long ago she tired of the same old show
And left me here not sad but all alone
I could have made her want to stay but I just watched her drive away
Down the street where we raised all the kids
My daughters think she stayed too long my sons will think I wrote this song
To tell them how it was I hit the skids

All in all it wasn't bad there's nothing much that makes me sad
After all, so many others died
And I have lived a lot of years and lost most of my nighttime fears
And almost had forgotten how I cried
As that girls life just bled away, that was a really awful day
It left some guilt and bitterness inside

I've flown beneath the forest moon and laughed just like the northern loon
And swam in lakes so cold they chilled your soul
I've run the race and run it well, before you're old you just can't tell
But I'm OK with how I played my role
I raised the kids and set them straight and while the money wasn't great
I had a job and always paid our way
And while I'm not living rich I'll never wind up in a ditch
And who needs money? I'm too old to play

I learned of love and learned of pain and if I did it all again
There isn't very much that I would change
Just that one sudden trigger pull and maybe how I lost my girl
Would be all that I would rearrange

I've ridden horses without reins and fallen off and rode again
And flown planes beneath the desert moon
I've climbed too high and fallen fast until I made it up at last
And watched the setting sun come down too soon
I've dreamed long dreams through endless nights
I've fueled fancies oddest flights
And lived my way in days of true despair
I've danced beneath a thousand stars
And touched the moon and wanted Mars
And bayed and howled and laughed without a care
And prayed to God, who knows he might be there


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