I See Within Me a World Where I'm Free
13/08/10 20:34 Filed in: Forest Shooster
I See Within Me a World Where I'm Free
by Forrest Shooster on Wednesday, August 11, 2010 at 12:07am
As all my friends can plainly see,
There are a lot of parts that make up me,
Among them a future I cannot foresee.
I'm sure many wouldn't hesitate to agree.
__
Among the trees,
Wherever I'm free,
There is something I like to be.
Its me, you see. 'Me' I'll be, so long as I remain free.
By my decree,
It cannot be,
A world where it seems,
I am not free.
Shackles and screens,
That's not where I'll be,
For I See Within Me
A World Where I'm Free.
The Sky
If I wrote this as a song I'd add in this next,
"I'm Free,
You'll see,
Chaining me,
Is not so easy.
If you were me,
You would see,
The reason
Why I am free.
Turn to me,
Talk to me,
Follow me,
Lead me.
Teach to me,
Learn from me,
Maybe then you'll see what I can see.
Yeah!
FREEDOM!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Maybe then you'll see what I can see.
[solo or instrumental}
Verse TwoSee More
by Forrest Shooster on Wednesday, August 11, 2010 at 12:07am
As all my friends can plainly see,
There are a lot of parts that make up me,
Among them a future I cannot foresee.
I'm sure many wouldn't hesitate to agree.
__
Among the trees,
Wherever I'm free,
There is something I like to be.
Its me, you see. 'Me' I'll be, so long as I remain free.
By my decree,
It cannot be,
A world where it seems,
I am not free.
Shackles and screens,
That's not where I'll be,
For I See Within Me
A World Where I'm Free.
The Sky
If I wrote this as a song I'd add in this next,
"I'm Free,
You'll see,
Chaining me,
Is not so easy.
If you were me,
You would see,
The reason
Why I am free.
Turn to me,
Talk to me,
Follow me,
Lead me.
Teach to me,
Learn from me,
Maybe then you'll see what I can see.
Yeah!
FREEDOM!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Maybe then you'll see what I can see.
[solo or instrumental}
Verse TwoSee More
I'm Running Away
22/11/09 07:35 Filed in: Jason Shooster
I’m running away
by Jason Shooster
July 21, 2009
Yesterday I quit my job or should I say my job quit me
It's time to move on and have some fun. Gotta find a new place to be
Today I woke up dreaming how sweet it would be
Leave it all Except my soul
To spend my life in the back country
I and I , maybe you and you live in the woods... That's what we'd do
Cook on a fire and cherish the mire
Sip on some homemade brew
I'm runnin and I'm runnin away
But I don't got a tent so I'll stay and pay rent and be with you all day
Tomorrow I’ll look up and wonder
Why do I exist
Am I a connection or just a reflection, a toy or a cyst
Next year I may still stand there
And admire the things I don't know
With so much land and not enough time. How can I choose where to go?
I and I. Maybe you and you can come ride the bung-a-loo
If you’re too tired I'll paint you a picture of our homemade back wood
stew!
I'm runnin and I'm runnin I’m running away
But I don't got a job so I have to stay
I guess I'll run another day
I can't run I can't run I can't run today so I guess I'll just sit and
play music all day ‘til I find a way to run away
by Jason Shooster
July 21, 2009
Yesterday I quit my job or should I say my job quit me
It's time to move on and have some fun. Gotta find a new place to be
Today I woke up dreaming how sweet it would be
Leave it all Except my soul
To spend my life in the back country
I and I , maybe you and you live in the woods... That's what we'd do
Cook on a fire and cherish the mire
Sip on some homemade brew
I'm runnin and I'm runnin away
But I don't got a tent so I'll stay and pay rent and be with you all day
Tomorrow I’ll look up and wonder
Why do I exist
Am I a connection or just a reflection, a toy or a cyst
Next year I may still stand there
And admire the things I don't know
With so much land and not enough time. How can I choose where to go?
I and I. Maybe you and you can come ride the bung-a-loo
If you’re too tired I'll paint you a picture of our homemade back wood
stew!
I'm runnin and I'm runnin I’m running away
But I don't got a job so I have to stay
I guess I'll run another day
I can't run I can't run I can't run today so I guess I'll just sit and
play music all day ‘til I find a way to run away
Forest's Poem
11/04/09 04:33 Filed in: Forest Shooster
Forrest is a Book
Forrest is a book.
His language is sometimes difficult and complex.
He is only understood by a few.
His words sometimes ramble on from one to the next.
His cover may be hard,
but the pages within are soft as silk.
If someone tries hard enough,
they may understand him.
He was but one of many,
sitting amongst millions,
waiting for someone to check him out.
It was lonely when not selected.
He hoped to be read without hesitation or doubt.
He hoped to be understood both inside and out.
Some have given him what he has needed,
so that he could stay in good condition.
They have respected him.
They have taken care of him.
They have protected him from mishandling.
In the past he had been read by very few.
Recently, some have decided to delve beneath the cover.
They've been intrigued by the opportunity.
Many mysteries have been uncovered while his story has unfolded.
Some have discovered what is inside.
So much information has been revealed from deep within.
Those who have read him have encouraged others to do so as well.
Forrest is a book.
His language is sometimes difficult and complex.
He is only understood by a few.
His words sometimes ramble on from one to the next.
His cover may be hard,
but the pages within are soft as silk.
If someone tries hard enough,
they may understand him.
He was but one of many,
sitting amongst millions,
waiting for someone to check him out.
It was lonely when not selected.
He hoped to be read without hesitation or doubt.
He hoped to be understood both inside and out.
Some have given him what he has needed,
so that he could stay in good condition.
They have respected him.
They have taken care of him.
They have protected him from mishandling.
In the past he had been read by very few.
Recently, some have decided to delve beneath the cover.
They've been intrigued by the opportunity.
Many mysteries have been uncovered while his story has unfolded.
Some have discovered what is inside.
So much information has been revealed from deep within.
Those who have read him have encouraged others to do so as well.
