I open Heart for my eyes to see. The skyline is so sad. This morning it finds me cry. With tears of uncrowned King....
Loose ends. Elusive. So many some days. (One day she said that) They'll. listen, just wait. Losing sight (so many broken hearts and promises).. Every only, and still we try. Move this moment. Giving up for giving in,.
[Poetry : Arnault de Stael]. [Music : Romarik d'Arvycendres]. . L'difice s'effondre. Et le ciel me condamne. A rejoindre la tombe. Que mes rvent profanent.
[Poetry : Arnault de Stael]. [Music : Romarik d'Arvycendres]. . Le pentagramme uni. Nos mes en un seul tre. En relation intense. Treize cierges illuminent.
[Poetry : Hugo /Arnault de Stael]. . " Gloire notre France ternelle. Gloire ceux qui sont morts pour elle ". Dans l'enthousiasme et le remords. Qu'ils guident nos pas chaotiques.
Je t'ai construit le sanctuaire. Et tu m'a creus le tombeau. Au fond j'ai rv d'un berceau. J'y ai trouv quelque vipres. . Loin d'en vouloir il ft si doux.
A stone like still flushes my heart, the time has come to me to close my eyes,. drench thy lips in my bleeding Art, open a breach through the skies.. .
I was walking alone through the loft. San Juans. With a heart full of light. And a head full of songs. I was thinking of time. And how much it will cost.
I see the raven's made. Her nest in your eyes. She's got you thinking that. Her love is a prize. And you'll go under from. The weight of her lies. As the raven flies.
Here's another little song for you.. I hope you'll listen to it well.. Means no different than the others do. And it won't change you I can tell.. Anyway, I love you.
There's thorns on the cactus tree. There's thorns on the rose. There's thorns in the heart of me. That nobody knows. They tear at the flesh until. The tears start to rise.
Joy at the start. Fear in the journey. Joy in the coming home. A part of the heart. Gets lost in the learning. Somewhere along the road.. Along the road.
In the eyes of the world your touch is like gold. Your reputation's so cool and cruel and. controlled. You count your money in your prison tower. Made of concrete, glass, and steel.
You know that everybody has a voice. And how they use it is their own free choice. But in your glory I will not rejoice. If you choose the ways of war.
And now the lonely days are done. And with each rising of the sun. Love begins anew. And if you ever ask me why. I know that my love will never die. I'll say these words to you.
Nothing is nothing again, you're on your knees and in the rain,. you close your eyes but you still see all that you had. so you say "What's it to me, I've had this all before,.
Excellency, by the time you read this I'll be gone.. Long gone.. Gone long.. No longer adorned in robes, nor the finest of armor.. Wayward grows a light exponentially beseeching me..
welcome the avalanche. the future sounds like a music. that rumbled down at a mountain size. come on, move on, the wait is over. can't stop the rush, can't stop the ride.