Song: Baby Means Another

We all know Baby means another

Since the first day I knew

I heard you

It sounded good to me

Its a shame I never could see

What you were really telling me

Mixed words for open discussion

Oh, how can you carry on?

When you say, I love you

Does it really mean You?

Your music sells your soul,

For the world is deceived

An honest poet, with a sense of a lying lyric chemistry

Must be the Weed, Coke, or the Hennessey

Now, do you know what I really mean?

Let's not lie to each other

When I say,

Baby means another

Verse II

Now it could have another meaning

One thing, in my heart,

I could feel

You just might be telling me the truth, with luck

It could mean your Lover

It could mean your Mother

It could even mean your pickup truck

Point is,

Is whatever the truth is

The way you only speak to me,

Is what you sell for us to see

But, what I say is what I believe

And not what I believe only could be

This word was used in almost every Genre

Music of all ages come in together

It has more meanings then any other

Let it be revealed, my proof

Through you

Let my mind be known, that it's true

When I say it I mean it for each other

When I say,

Baby means another

Verse III

What else can I say?

Your own way, made yourself to lay

Your death has a new meaning

As if we could never see,

The real meaning

Locked up in a med-iatric society

Money is what you bring

Its what the drug was all along

It brought more to come along

Now my friends do it too

It's nothing but a common depression, from you

An excuse to carry through

In this sense, it's bad to see you

Now the meaning,

DOES mean another

When I say,

Baby, I mean for you

Baby, means another

Comment: You are doing real well. I like the part where you said "It could even mean your pickup truck" - that was funny! It's good to see you add some humour. That could be what it takes to endear people to your work. I think you have a lot of raw talent and hope you get "discovered" by the right people - not those who will use you to further their ambitions. Be aware of those. Have a great weekend. I love you.

~Mom
Poem Written, Autumn 2006

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