Thursday, July 11, 2002

"Bebop Muse"

By: Dalyn K. Roney

This is a song I wrote after breaking up with some guy. I was in a really different mood at the time, so the music style was very different from anything else up to that point. I don't remember how the tune went. It was never really defined at the time, so the lyrics are all that is left now.

I don't understand what I ever saw in that man.
I still can't believe how quickly I was deceived.
I've been hurt -- I'll get over it.
I could cry all night.
But I've got better things to do with my time.

People tell me I'm just lying to myself.
But, I need to hear it.
Even if I'm just lying to myself
That's just the way I deal with it.
I've got to keep it all pent up inside
And move on with my life
So they won't ever notice
How much I think of you.

All these words are cliche.
"c'est la vi" That's life. But not today.
These extraordinary things won't go away
Just because you ignore it.
I'll still have a lot of things I'll need to say
Though you don't want to know it.

Just because you cut me off from you
Don't mean you can hide what you put me through.
I know all your secrets.
I know all the lines.
I have a heart and mind to tell me
To move on, leave you behind.
But even so, even so.
I can't stop thinking about you.

I've been cast aside on a lonely sea.
Left in the dark with nobody to hold me.
For some reason I keep wasting time
Having you on my mind.

But I don't care if I get hurt.
I believe knowing the truth is worth it.
I can take the High Road after I know
"Your Side" of the story.
Just tell me. Be Man enough to show
You once loved me.

But, even if it's gone, I know the way it goes.
I'll stop lying to myself when
Both sides of the tale unfold.
And until you set me free,
Or come back to me,
I'll think about you.

Friday, June 21, 2002


By: Dalyn K. Roney

This is a song I wrote. It was one of the first of many that I wrote that summer. This was about a week after I met my husband.

I never fully understood
God's word
Until I searched for myself
What it means.
Now that I'm beginning
To see the light
It casts off the shadows
Of many things.

How could I have been
So foolish as to
Walk the wrong way?
I thought that I could
Do it all my own.
I am tired and weary
From the struggles of
Day to day,
So I'm going to repent
And share what I know.

I know that it's (He's) real
Because of the way I feel inside.
(He's) God's touched my life
And I am here
To testify of Christ!

This is my gift to you.
My testimony of what is true.
That He hears your prayers
And He can heal
Every scar you bare.

And He's here for me
And you.

Saturday, April 6, 2002

"And What Comes From Darkness"

By: Dalyn K. Roney

Here I am,
A Bleeding Heart.
What do you want from me, blood?


And many fall
By moonlight fire
To waning doubt
And stark desire.

Eyes which gaze
To ceiling went
Wide with horror
And wonderment
Focus not
For fear or threat,
But stand to naught
In temperament.

And in the dark
With sin desire
Quench the thirst
For inner fire.

Monday, February 4, 2002


By: Dalyn K. Roney

I don't like the world.
So I've decided to pretend it doesn't exist.
I won't miss the hunger, or the stress.
The long hours of paperwork and internet searches.
I will fondly remember the sunsets and landscapes.
The weekends and chocolate.
But, I won't let these things distract me.
Because I've made up my mind
to ignore it all.
So I've decided to remain here.
Forever with my head stuck in the ground.
If only I was an Osterich.
Then perhaps I wouldn't feel so silly.