The Forever Apology (song)

The Forever Apology By Jesse Scobie


I don’t even want to see you now
All the things that happened, where and how
Maybe it’s too much
I want to start over

A picturesque scene of your family
Mom and Dad and you, it’s so traditional
No need for further questions

It took 100 years to get freedom
For the black man, and the natives only
Got some of their land back

So now it’s time to push on through
This train will never stop, till love is accepted
From every point of view

I can’t take all this pain, in the black rain
Inside a devil’s arcade

Why do you make me suffer, like no other
Living human being

I feel like Moses in the desert
Lost, trying to help my people
Find the truth of love
From God above

But some people are blind too long
Singing some old man’s song
To the grim reaper
In a deep shadowed sleep

Bigotry is the new cotton fields
Cyber hate is today’s lynchings
So we need to fight it differently
Through social change

So step inside their shoes
Just for a day, and you will pray
That this ignorance will be overcome


I can’t take all this pain, in the black rain
Inside a devil’s arcade

Why do you make me suffer, like no other
Living human being

I will become the owner of my destiny
By the power of the love invested in me
Every tormented soul will live forever, free...

Meet Me in Lexington on a Saturday (song)

Meet Me In Lexington On A Saturday Jesse Scobie A section You come jumping off that train, Faster than a mighty hurricane It surely will drive me insane When you come running back to me You’ve been through thick and thin Hit rock bottom with that gin Bit your lip with a fearless grin You make a man, so hard to see B section I know that I’ve been, not quite the gentlemen An aristocratic, symptomatic bottle of love But you’re Queen Mary’s sin, brings me back again A shooting star passing through a dove So come and rain on my lovely parade Cause I only want to hear you say “Meet me in Lexington on a Saturday” A It’s 2012 and the world is sure to end You could say I’ve been your truest friend Only time can tell, who it will bend The only heroes are all forgotten Scream through your social masks Blaze that trumpet, through the glass You’re one of a million in first class Half the world, still picks cotton I know that it’s sinking, I know what you’re thinking Four leaf clovers are head and shoulders The train is your Lincoln, so keep on winking Your life is still rolling at the borders Just keep a listening to my serenade Till your worries and troubles fade And “Meet me in Lexington this Saturday” Jazz trumpet solo followed by piano solo B section (ending) Freedom is a feeling, that I kept on stealing From those golden pocket memories A waltz on the Danube, getting to you I’m solo captain long lost at sea So come on up here, before it’s too late Take my hand and we’ll sail far away No need to pray, you just need to say.. “I’ll meet you in Lexington on a Saturday!”

Second Chances (For Kevin Martin)

Second Chances (For Kevin 1962-2012) By Jesse Scobie Chords (4/4) : Eb Whenever Kevin came around Bb No one here could knock him down Fm Six foot five with arms of steel Cm Gm Hot-headed temper but that's only part of Bb The deal Eb He was born a Texas man Bb Quick on his feet and good with his hands Fm His joys include working the yard Cm Gm And helping local youth who had it Bb Hard like him, but he came on through Chorus: Ab Hey Kevin, keep on shinning with the sun F You're day of freedom has finally come Cm You know you are loved by everyone F Gm Ab Bb And all the things that you have done Eb Has meaning to us all Eb Spending days stuck in the rain Bb Kept falling off the wagon again Fm Ab Were close to death, a few times Cm Gm But you made it out fine, your story Bb Was living proof I remember those days on Lake Wissota Summertime with the whole family You knew Ab Hey Kevin, keep on shinning with the sun F You're day of freedom has finally come Cm You know are loved by everyone F Gm Ab Bb And all the things that you have done Eb Has come to this moment Bridge: Db Cm Eb Bb (x2) Db D F# Bb Eb Outro (in 3/4) (repeat 2X) D F#m Em G Hey Kevin, I know it's hard D A Em G To find your way through this dark (same chords) But we will meet once again, my friend (same chords) Blood brothers, we will find one another (2nd ending) D A Em G And that's when we'll find each other Once again....

Second, Third and Fourth Thoughts (poem)

SECOND, THIRD AND FOURTH THOUGHTS By Jesse Scobie A trimmed lawn, gleaming in the pale of the afternoon Deer running against the wind, from afar The lexicons are subtle and filled with precautions A baby cries in the doorway of the distant star The robins will sing the "day of song", luxuriously Sipping a mocha latte, I see them flirt With a freedom found in a mother's womb The orator cannot communicate the hurt If you, who is wisely unflavored and susceptible Come to the temple of fortunate trees; And limp with the couplets of romantic passion Find Venus, Mars crumbling on your knees Speaking with politicians and cloaked salesman Of walking the trapeze line in Gomorrah; Or Arjuna seeking the light of forgiveness In a handful of rain; silk windows ablaze

Star Child In Exodus (song)

Star Child In Exodus By Jesse Scobie 4,000 degrees shooting through the milky way Shattered spirits follow, the body ignites Into invisible flames into our yesterdays He comes with a promise, he leaves with a fight He walked with Jesus and he conquered Zeus Built the pyramids and formed the great wall From a lineage of healers he holds the truth With a key he can open the meaning of it all Star child in exodus A true being of the millennium A wonder to people everywhere, look into his eyes and stare Star child in exodus Chosen prophet of the universe He comes to us in many forms, from many lives he is reborn Beyond the castles walls and the fortress doors A girl is shifting through the sands of time Clouds are her pillows, the sky is her shore When the moon is buried, she still shines A maiden for Isis, follower of Joan of Arc She's been the prayer of a thousand flames The voice of courage in a young girl's heart A Mother Theresa to extinguish all of the pain Star child in exodus A true being of the millennium A wonder to people everywhere, look in her eyes and star Star child in exodus Chosen prophet of the universe She comes to us in many, from many lives she is reborn

The Ballad Of Trayvon Martin (song)

THE BALLAD OF TRAYVON MARTIN By Jesse Scobie Em G D A On a long, dark February night Am G F#m A On the streets of a Florida town Em G D A A black boy in a hoddie was in sight Am G F#m- D- G- Em A young man was scared to be found (repeat chords) Well the boy was just walking his way home Back from the local 7-11 store Bought some Skittles while on the phone Within minutes, he was dead on the floor The white man was a watchman For the Twin Lakes neighborhood A frustrated, desperate young man Who knew not much from good The boy was visiting his grandfather's place At seventeen, he was no fugitive Not picking a fight, just minding his space But soon it wasn't his choice to live The man phoned 911 in panicked fear A suspicious shadow he saw, And then just as if he was a deer He shot young Martin in the raw When the police arrived, he stood calm He claimed he shot him in self-defense Florida has a Stand your ground law I wonder if it accounts for immoral sense The media jumped on the frenzy train Some said he was crazy, some joined his side Others even said that it was Martin to blame He should of avoided walking that night George Zimmerman, not related to Bob Is now in for the fight of his life But in 2012, this just makes you sob When these crimes come out in the night To those, too blinded by hate to see I've got one more message to give Though the judge might hear your plea He's not the one, above who forgives

Symphony Of A Hidden Muse (poem)

SYMPHONY OF A HIDDEN MUSE Jesse Scobie


Waking up in the early morn, with the ship rising over the docks
Sipping my jack and coke, trying to write like Edgar Allen Poe
Frankie is singing "Fly Me To The Moon" in my mind, locked
My muse is dripping colors into the pools of Bethesda Row

Crystal aqua eyes, melting in the sound of Purple Haze
Laura's got a sexiness that burns out Jimi's guitar
Making all the boys turn into stone with hypnotic gaze
My muse shines through her, split through skies afar

MLK is showing me the path, down a Selma road
Shifting through life's follies in an Galileo telescope
Trading skin for intellect and warm embrace for cold
My muse is the bard of equality through sands of hope

Come on the path with me, my brother
And see the world as a diamond sphere
Come on the path with me brother tonight
Blessed fortune wipes out the tides of fear
Smile away as life's own circus disappears

Famous Jackie smoking j's on an Amtrak train
I gotta leave the Rockville diner in the early light
D.C.'s still a fucking nowhere land, living in vain
Senator who and Congressman "let me cause more pain"

Food for the hungry, time and sympathy for the rich
Turn my facebook into dust and trade it for fresh air
Closets full of oil, gold and clothes that never will fit
My muse appears as the lost nightingale at the fair

Trip over the vigorous academia in store for me
Law school is good for Ben Steins and Cochrans
But an opera singer needs to stay on track you see
The muse needs a partner to keep out the toxins

Come on the path with me, my sister
And see the world as a golden ring
Come on the path with me, sister tonight
Let the fiery angels and spirit choirs sing
Let the guardians, masters and dreamers bring
The beautiful, grandeur of music's parade....lies ahead