No Longer Strangers

    March 1977, Song # 4

    You have passed another step
    In that series of events
    That grows around your life
    You’ve done reasonably well
    Though you’ve had your share
    Of hard times and sorrow
    You’ve been here for a while
    But it’s time to move on
    To new mountains and rivers

    Refrain:
    I think you realize
    I think you know, that
    We are no longer strangers
    We are of the same family
    We are no longer strangers

    I hope that you are happy
    You came to us here
    Even though
    There were times when you felt
    You were being compared
    To those who went before you
    But don’t think of that now
    Cause it’s over and done
    And we don’t have much time left

    Refrain:

    Words fail to express
    The feelings I have for you
    But I see in your eyes
    That you understand

© Mark Shepard 1976-2008. All rights reserved.

No Longer Strangers from A Life In Song by Mark Shepard

If I Were In Love

If I Were in Love, A Song By Mark Shepard

If I Were in Love, A Song By Mark Shepard

If I Were In Love

March 1977, Song # 3

If I were in love

I might write a love song

If you understood

You might sing along

If I was a lover

the kind that writes poems

You and I might make a home

Beyond the thoughts of older goals

Eyes held into each other's souls

Together striving towards the whole

If you felt inside

That you had to be free

I would try not to disagree

And if you liked the clear days

and I liked the rain

I would try to accept the sun's flame

and even on those cloudy days

we'd lock each other in the gaze

That lovers often use to embrace

But when that will be

Is so hard to see

That I will not let it trouble me

So I'll just keep on living

Till the future is now

And someday we may meet somehow

Beyond the thoughts of older goals

Eyes held into each other's souls

together striving towards the whole

Commentary: My first love song... - Mark

© Mark Shepard 1977-2008. All rights reserved.

Welcome to Where You Are

January 1977, Song #2

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    I'd like to welcome you to where you are
    Needless to say the door is always ajar
    I'd like to tell you where I am today
    I'll say it before it slips away

    I'm something else besides that person over there
    I'm something else besides the face I wear
    I am the empty hallways
    Filled with empty sound
    I am the lonely seeker
    A case of lost, not found

    But there amidst the bitterness
    There is a word that sings of you
    There is a word that sings of me

    That word is "we"

    We are the ones who gain and lose
    We fight the battles, get the blues
    We are the stones of all foundations
    We are the lost generations

    We are appointed by some knowing force
    To occupy the chairs held now by ghosts
    Others will follow when their time has come

    It's all the same for everyone
    We vainly try to gain the source
    Wasted is the kindness of the host
    While our groping minds soon are numbed
    By the sight of what we have become

    We're something else besides "those people over there"
    We're something else besides the labels that we bear

    We are the empty churches
    Filled with empty prayer
    We are our mother's sons
    Choking in despair
    We stand alone amidst our burned out lives
    And you don't seem to care
    That we once cared.

    We are the ones who gain and lose
    We fight the battles, get the blues
    We are the stones of all foundations
    We are the lost generations
    And you don't seem to care that we once cared....

Commentary: This was interestingly enough, my mom's favorite song! I wrote it in the midst of deep existential teen age angst on a church youth group retreat...I was entering into that healthy doubting phase that I'm still in...There's a nicely produced version of this on my Hesitant Journey Album which at this moment exists in the form of a single vinyl "long playing record" or "LP" I'm hoping to get it transferred to digital format soon. Glancing over these lyrics...I'm glad I've let go of a lot of that angst stuff but it was real and honest at the time.

- Mark

© Mark Shepard 1977-2008. All rights reserved.