Pen Jen's Inkwell

Tuesday, July 23, 2024

"Thorns," A LOVE SONG

VERSE:

The roses fearfully on thorns did stand.

Beauty and pain grow on the same hand.

Some of the roses fell among the thorns,

Which grew up and choked them in scorn.

How sad it is to see the petals fall.

Like tears from heaven after all.

REFRAIN:

Still rejoice because thorns have roses,

Growing on the same tree.

Still rejoice because thorns have roses.

One of them is you and me.

VERSE:

Thorns steal beauty from the beloved.

Their crimson shade runs like blood.

It’s enough to make your soul drown,

Until the thorns become a brilliant crown.

What joy to see the dead come to life,

Rising above in the darkest night.

REFRAIN:

Still rejoice because thorns have roses,

Growing on the same tree.

Still rejoice because thorns have roses.

One of them is you and me.

BRIDGE:

Smell the scent of roses like perfume.

It abides in the air with flowers in full bloom.

REFRAIN:

Still rejoice because thorns have roses,

Growing on the same tree.

Still rejoice because thorns have roses.

One of them is you and me.

VAMP:

Let the roses grow until the thorns are no more.

Shakespeare’s Sonnet XCIX (99)

Matthew 13:7

Sunday, June 2, 2024

"Come Dance With Me," A LOVE SONG

VERSE:

You’re standing in the corner,

Looking lonely and blue,

While the band is playing,

A marvelous tune.

I can’t bear to see the frown,

Anymore on your face.

Please give me a chance,

To make the heartache go away.

CHORUS:

Come dance with me.

Come dance, come dance with me.

VERSE:

Nothing is as bad,

As it seems at the time.

When the rhythm moves your heart,

You’ll forget why you cried.

I’ll hold you so close,

You’ll feel me breathe,

And before you know it,

You’ll be light on your feet.

CHORUS:

Come dance with me.

Come dance, come dance with me.

And let your heart be free.

BRIDGE:

When the song ends,

You’ll want to dance again.

And you’ll say, “Come dance with me.”

GUITAR SOLO

CHORUS:

Come dance with me.

Come dance, come dance with me.

CHORUS:

Come dance with me.

Come dance, come dance with me.

And let your heart be free.

HALF-VERSE:

Nothing is as bad,

As it seems at the time.

When the rhythm moves your heart,

You’ll forget why you cried.

TAG:

Let your heart be free.

Come dance with me.

Sunday, May 5, 2024

"Vanity" in KISSES

Fanny Hershey sings about her reaction to Milton Hershey, her son, marrying Catherine "Kitty" Hershey.

VERSE:

Vanity is two-faced,

It’s pointless indeed.

Listen, my child,

A warning to heed.

Flowers and feathers,

Are distractions and vices.

Better to be thrifty,

And display social nices.

Think about humanity,

Instead of vanity.

VERSE:

Vanity is prideful,

It’s blacker than sin.

I am convinced that,

It’s awful as gin.

Why not stop joking,

Say something providential,

Times are getting harder,

You must be reverential.

Don’t think about profanity.

Who needs vanity?

BRIDGE:

If you look at yourself in the mirror all day,

Do you really think that your judgment is clearer in any way?

VERSE:

Vanity is foolish,

A waste of your time.

Heaven’s awaitin’.

Don’t mess up your prime.

Candies and kisses,

Are a blessing to cherish.

Chocolate is a wonder,

But don’t let virtue perish.

Most people love insanity.

It comes from vanity.

VERSE:

Vanity is fleeting.

It withers like grass.

Tongues need a tamin’.

Who wants to have sass?

Sermons and worship,

Are the wisest selections.

Piety and penance,

Bring about reflections.

Think about Christianity,

Instead of vanity. vanity, vanity.

Tuesday, April 9, 2024

"The Reckoning," A GOSPEL SONG

VERSE:

The rich man better enjoy his riches now.
A day will come when they're gone.
The goods he gathered during earthly life,
Will vanish in flames of blazing fire.

CHORUS:

The first will be last.

The last will be first.

The tables will all be turned,

At the Reckoning.

VERSE:

The scales of justice will find a balance,

When widows and orphans are crowned.

Men will be judged by their measure,

And merciful ones inherit heaven.

CHORUS:

The first will be last.

The last will be first.

The tables will all be turned,

At the Reckoning.

VERSE:

Angels will kneel down before the throne,

As sheep are separated from goats.

The prophets will receive their rewards.

The Son of Man will reign in glory.

CHORUS:

The first will be last.

The last will be first.

The tables will all be turned,

At the Reckoning.

BRIDGE:

Let the trumpet sound.
Let the trumpet sound.
Blessed are those,
Who wash their robes,
In the blood of the lamb.
Blessed are those,
Who wash their robes,
In the blood of the lamb.
Let the trumpet sound.

Let the trumpet sound.

VERSE:

The old order of things will pass away.

There will be no more pain or tears.

The Lord will be the everlasting light.

In Christ, every soul made alive.

CHORUS:

The first will be last.

The last will be first.

The tables will all be turned,

At the Reckoning.

TAG:

The tables will all be turned,

At the Reckoning.

Sunday, March 24, 2024

"Me and My Cryin' Violin," A LOVE SONG

VERSE:

Once there was a love song,

I played in church on Sunday,

For a preacher who said he loved me,

And my simple songs.

But then my love, he left me,

And I could not stop cryin’,

Even though I have been tryin’,

To find my peace of mind.

CHORUS:

Me and my cryin’ violin,

Have wept on the shores of the Mississippi.

Me and my cryin’ violin,

Have mourned on the banks of the Missouri.

Since we have lost our home,

Through the valley we must roam,

Me and my cryin’ violin.

VERSE:

I know there is a Savior,

Who heals the broken-hearted,

From their sins and their misfortunes,

And their earthly woes.

But temptation always finds me,

And I can’t put it behind me,

Without a dose of whisky,

And a shot of gin.

CHORUS:

Me and my cryin’ violin,

Have wept on the shores of the Mississippi.

Me and my cryin’ violin,

Have mourned on the banks of the Missouri.

Since we have lost our home,

Through the valley we must roam,

Me and my cryin’ violin.

BRIDGE:

So, I stick a rose in my hair,

And play my fiddle on the plains of Montana.

While I wait for love to come callin',

I keep fallin' deeper into sorrow and despair.

CHORUS:

Me and my cryin’ violin,

Have wept on the shores of the Mississippi.

Me and my cryin’ violin,

Have mourned on the banks of the Missouri.

Since we have lost our home,

Through the valley we must roam,

Me and my cryin’ violin.

TAG:

Me and my cryin’ violin.

Tuesday, February 6, 2024

"The Dancer," A DANCE SONG

The dancer can soar.

The dancer can fly,

And show all the emotion,

She holds inside.

Sometimes the dancer stumbles,

And sometimes she falls,

Down like a soldier,

Defeated by the enemy's cause.

But she always rises,

And she always carries on,

'Cause she is the dancer,

And the dance must go on.

Sunday, January 28, 2024

"The Little Things that Hold Up the Sky," A LOVE SONG

VERSE:

When the heavens are crashing all around,

And gravity tries to pull me down,

You always keep me together,

Like the anchor that acts as a tether.

CHORUS:

The corners of your smile, the light in your eyes,

Are the little things that hold up the sky.

Your fingers extend, and your arms open wide,

Just the little things that hold up the sky.

VERSE:

Like a hot air balloon that won't give up,

You soar and don't ever get stuck.

Take me with you through the ceiling.

You give me the most incredible feelings.

CHORUS:

The corners of your smile, the light in your eyes,

Are the little things that hold up the sky.

Your fingers extend, and your arms open wide,

Just the little things that hold up the sky.

BRIDGE:

You make the sun, and the moon, and the stars fly.

Without your love, how on earth would I survive?

None of my dreams would ever take flight; I need you by my side.

CHORUS:

The corners of your smile, the light in your eyes,

Are the little things that hold up the sky.

Your fingers extend, and your arms open wide,

Just the little things that hold up the sky.

TAG:

Just the little things that hold up the sky.

Hold up the sky, hold up the sky.