Thursday, June 23, 2022

Jake Shears (born Jason F. Sellards)

Jake ShearsThe co-founder of the Scissor Sisters was born in Mesa, Arizona and decided he wanted to marry Christopher Reeve when he was four. Shears, who doesn’t especially like wearing shirts, himself suggests he’s “not the easiest person in the world to be partners with” but that this singer has been with Chris Moukarbel since 2004 speaks volumes. Aside from music, he states: “I would’ve been a porn star”.

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  1. Here is a song for Jake Shears by Gary Edward Allen email [email protected] Cheers!

    My Heart is Torn

    It’s just ashes to ashes dust to dust
    What has become of the two of us?

    We used to love each other like a house on fire
    A love that was filled with want and desire

    Like a small boat in a storm we got lost at sea
    It’s still hard to imagine that you don’t want me

    Together we carved our names in the old oak tree
    A showing of our love we placed foe everyone to see

    A golden ring I placed lovingly upon your finger
    Tell me how long will these feelings linger

    It seems one day our love simply died
    No one can say that I didn’t try

    We climbed a mountain just to get to the other side
    The mighty waves of passion we did surely ride

    Together we came to know the glory of love
    A choir of heavenly angels sang from above

    My mind can never forget the sad day
    The day you said that you were going away

    Our love has became like a dying rose
    All the petals fell and it began to decompose

    The ending to our love was so bittersweet
    On some common ground I hope we meet

    My poor heart is now torn in two
    Knowing I can never replace you

    My sad and broken heart is now in pain
    Now that it is only ashes that remain

    By Gary Edward Allen 2017

  2. My Heart’s Best

    Allow the waves to wash me clean
    Let my many sins remain unseen

    Let the mighty waves wash away
    All of the fears that I have today

    May the sea breeze tousle my hair?
    Let me live my life without a care

    My life has been a constant uphill climb
    Now I want to lay claim to all that is mine

    Why is it that the bitterness seems to last
    Time to lay to rest the ghosts of the past

    Eternal time just keeps on slipping by
    But I know now that I have to try

    Where have all of those golden days gone?
    One day I woke up to find myself all alone

    All alone without a penny to my name
    I guess that I’m a loser in life’s game

    I have been lost on a one way street
    I succumbed to my own self-defeat

    Lost within the oncoming waves
    But it was myself I managed to save

    I wish upon one glorious sunny day
    That all is going to go my way

    When I’m gone and my ashes are laid to rest
    Know that I always tried my heart’s best

    Spread some of my ashes on the heavenly mountainside
    Sprinkle the remains in the blue ocean’s shifting tide

    By Gary Edward Allen 2017

  3. One Final Kiss

    I love you, what more can I say
    I’ll never be one to stand in your way

    A million stars paint the night sky
    I wish you didn’t have to say goodbye

    We shared a love that burned like a flame
    I see no reason to lay blame

    We walked hand in hand into the sunset
    We made memories that I will never forget

    We grew together and somehow grew apart
    Once we shared a connection of the heart

    These years how quickly they have passed
    Always hoped our relationship was built to last

    You say your freedom is what you truly desire
    Your words are the water on the fire

    I’ll surely miss you when you’re gone
    I am no good at living alone

    So many things I’m going to miss so much
    Including the magic of your touch

    Turn away I have already started to cry
    Swore I I’d love you till the day I die

    Your bags are packed with no regrets
    It is clear you can’t forgive and forget

    Faded rose petals lay on the floor
    You’ve got your hand upon the door

    If you must go spread your wings and fly
    One final kiss and then we’ll say goodbye

    Gary Edward Allen 2016

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