The Last Rainforest

The “Liberal Agenda” has been forced down my throat by the media for as long as I can remember.  It is well known that traditionally the media has had a liberal bias.  I find it quite amusing when liberals poke fun at Fox News for its conservative lean.  Can’t we have ONE media outlet that doesn’t cram liberal crap down our throats every day?

I often tell the story of a childhood memory that I have.  I’m not exactly sure how old I was, maybe 8 or 9 years old.  Our class watched the movie “Ferngully” in school one day.  I came home and told my momma that we watched a bunch of liberal crap at school.  Think about that film if you have seen it:  Even the title is “Ferngully: The Last Rainforest.”  The LAST one? Really?  We must save the rainforest from the big bad loggers that are destroying the fairies’ homes.  Ferngully makes Al Gore look like a right wing nut job.  Even as a small child, I could see how we were being almost “brainwashed” into thinking like liberals. 

Some other films to consider:

1. Babe – Don’t eat meat, animals have feelings
2. Robin Hood – Take money from the wealthy to give to the poor
3. Avatar – Ferngully with special effects
4. Brokeback Mountain – ‘nuff said
5. The Day After Tomorrow – Global warming is gonna kill us all! (in 2 days)
6. Free Willy – A man eating whale is held captive by nasty humans
7. Bambi – Mean old hunter killed Bambi’s mommy!

I’m not making any accusations as to the intent of the filmmakers above, just pointing out the message that I believe is being delivered. 

As for Ferngully, and those of you that seem to think that the “Forest” is being eliminated by modern development, here are some actual facts for you.  Take my state, Alabama, for example:

• Alabama has 22.7 million acres of forest, which is 71% of the state’s total landmass
• Timberland in Alabama has increased by 650,000 acres since 1990
• Timberland in Alabama has increased by 1.1 million acres since 1981
• For every tree harvested in Alabama, approximately 1.29 is grown

That’s great for Alabama right? But what about America as a whole? Well here you go:

• Forestland in the US has been stable at 755 million acres since 1900.

I’m no expert on conservation or the timber industry.  I’m just a levelheaded guy that looks at facts, instead of believing what the media tells me to believe.  I challenge you to do the same.  

Used To Be

Verse 1:

Well I might be wrong

You may be right

Tired of holding on

Instead of holding tight

The days are long

The nights, so cold

Like a sad old song

Waiting to unfold

Pre-chorus:

Nothing left but a memory

Of what we used to be

Chorus:

I was your refuge from the storm,

You were my safe place when I was torn

But these miles between us are so tough

I did everything I could

Left the bad, took the good

Somehow forever, was never enough

Verse 2:

Well it’s alright

Don’t shed a tear

We put up a real good fight

Year after year

This world is tough

And life aint fair

You’re gonna find true love

Somewhere out there

Pre-chorus:

There’s nothing left but a memory

Of what we used to be

Chorus:

I was your refuge from the storm,

You were my safe place when I was torn

But these miles between us are so tough

I did everything I could

Left the bad, took the good

Somehow forever, was never enough

Verse 3:

Well I might be wrong

But by God I tried

This sad old song

Telling me no lies

Outro:

Nothing left but a memory, of what we used to be

Yeah what we used to be

Clarity

Clarity is raining down upon me
Clarity, deep through my soul
What once was obscure
Is now so clear
Like planted pines you can’t see through
All I needed was a different point of view

Clarity, no longer eludes me
Clarity is deep in my soul
Once or twice
Is twice as nice
As cluttered thoughts, grasping tight
My little mind, every single night

Oh, Clarity... Please don’t leave me
Clarity… come on stick around
The days are short
The nights are long
I can’t sustain outside your arms
Keep me here safely at home

Clarity is raining down upon me
Clarity, deep through my soul
What once was obscure
Is now so clear
Like planted pines you can’t see through
All I needed was a different point of view

Oh Clarity.....
Keep me in your arms…
Just keep me in your arms
Keep me in your arms….
Just keep me in your arms

You're the One I Love

Verse 1:
When the rain is beating down like tears
And the sun is hiding behind your fears
I’ll be there to make it clear
You’re the one I love

When your world is crashing down
And nobody seems to be around
Just know that you have found
You’re the one I love

Chorus:
I’ll make you happy, make you feel secure
Remove the clouds of regret
You can finally feel sure
You don’t owe Love any debt

Verse 2:
I could take you by the hand
Lead you through to the promised land
I do anything for you to understand
You’re the one I love

Chorus:
I’ll make you happy, make you feel secure
Remove the clouds of regret
You can finally feel sure
You don’t owe Love any debt

Verse 3:
I’d swim across the deepest ocean blue
I’d go crawling cross the desert too
Do anything just to get to you
You’re the one I love…

You’re the one I love…

A Wild Hair

Blues style song inspired by Johnny Cash... This one goes out to my Dad, Ray Clifton, the real writer of the family.

Wild Hair

Verse 1:
Blue lights flashing behind me
But open road ahead was all I seen
So I went ahead and put the hammer down
And sped away from that cop in his crown

I came upon a quick bend in the road
And before you know it I was outta control
I hit the guardrail and spun around
Then I saw that sheriff bearing down

Chorus:
Sometimes we all make mistakes
Wish we could go back to yesterday
But this life aint always fair
Sometimes a man gets a wild hair

Verse 2:
The Sheriff said “son you must be outta your mind”
I said “maybe, but I’m damn sure having a good time
And I’d rather be running for my life
Than sitting here listening to Barney Fife”

Well he didn’t really take that too well
He roughed me, cuffed me, and hauled me to jail
And when he shut the door of that cell
Is when I realized I was in for hell

You see in that cell was a large man
He had a grin on his face and blood on his hands
He said, boy you don’t belong in here
I couldn’t agree more, hiding my fear

Chorus:
Sometimes we all make mistakes
Wish we could go back to yesterday
But this life aint always fair
Sometimes a man gets a wild hair

Verse 3:
They released from that prison in the morn
The sun high in the sky I felt reborn
I called my momma and thanked the Lord
Then I climbed behind the wheel of my Ford

I punched the gas outta the parking lot
Waved as I passed the Sheriff in his spot
Blue lights flashing behind me
But open road ahead was all I seen

Chorus:
Sometimes we all make mistakes
Wish we could go back to yesterday
But this life aint always fair
Sometimes a man gets a wild hair

Yeah sometimes a man gets a wild hair

C'est La Vie

This is more of a poem than a song. Written by myself about 10 years ago. Just dug it up tonight.

C'est La Vie

The dark places in my mind
Wonder how I’ve been so blind
Will the path I take lead me home?
Or am I destined to endlessly roam?
I stop and think about a time
When love was here and life was fine

A lonely man down the road
Forced to sleep out in the cold
He calls the streets his home
I wonder if he too feels alone
On a park bench he calls his bed
Dreams of hope run through his head

On a dusty day in a land afar
People are killed for who they are
Violence raging on both sides
The price is paid in innocent lives
When will the bloodshed cease?
I wonder if there will ever be peace

A little girl, the age of nine
She’s beaten and abused all the time
Her daddy doesn’t tuck her into bed
He only lives for his bottles instead
I wonder if the girl will ever overcome
The scars and damage that her daddy’s done

The dark places in my mind
Wonder how we’ve been so blind
Will the path we take lead us home?
Or are we destined to endlessly roam?
I stop and think about a time
When love was here and life was fine

Doin Our Thing

Country tune I came up with tonight...

Verse 1:
I wanna be stuck with you
In the middle of the woods
When my four wheel drive
Aint workin too good

Layin in my truck bed
Till the break of dawn
Looking at the stars in the sky
And singing our songs

Chorus 1:
Singing,
A little bit of Kenny
A little bit of George
Maybe some Bob Dylan
Or Willie and the boys
I’ll do a little Elvis,
You’ll do a little Sting
The crickets singin along
As we’re doin our thing

Verse 2:
You can bring a blanket
I’ll bring my guitar
My tank is on empty
But it aint that far

We can find a nice spot
Down by the lake
We’ll crank up the radio
And sing the night away

Chorus 2:
Singing,
A little bit of Johnny
A little bit of Hank
Take it back to the Beatles
Or all the way to Frank
On such a nice night
In the middle of Spring
The crickets singin along
As we’re doin our thing

Bridge:
We’re gonna have a good time
Just you wait and see
It’s gonna be a nice night
Come along with me

You could sit at home
And curl up in front of the TV,
Or you could call shotgun
And take a ride with me

Chorus 3:
Singing,
A little ACDC,
A little Buddy Guy
Maybe some Journey
If you can sing that high
Tonight is perfect
For a musical fling
The crickets singin along
As we’re doin our thing

The crickets are singin along
As we’re doin our thing