The colors of the leaves in the fall. The flowers of the fields, slowly blossom sweet perfume. Hear the sun calling you with it's first ray of light. Reflection of the moon in the sea, a star falls.
I looked within myself and I turned. Many laddered mental maze burnt. Forever is the time that I walked along. Sufferance in silence is my syndrome. .
In a world of no ones. I'll be the freak. Turn and hide from the mask you see. Misshapen face of fear. . I will be your obscenity. I will be the depraved.
I am the wind that tears your sails. The broken cross rejecting nails. I am the holy crucified. Yet sinful are my lusts and pride - I. I am ashes I am dust.
I've been walking the streets in the evening. Racing through the human jungle at night. I'm so confused, my mind is indifferent. Hey, I'm so weak, won't somebody turn off the light.
It's not the way. The day draws in that I think this. Or the way stones sink. Lower than the clouds sending ripples through the air. Autumn leaves pave the park.
summer haze. find you woken up and it's a brand new day. time for back to basics in the old style way. being bold, just growing old and dreaming away.
I'm motionless, love stands still apart from all the rest. And you're the only one who hears my voice. Apologies were spoken underneath the harvest trees.
Take in from this and breathe out open. Hug that uncertainty as long as you can. A once seizing but now flailing and falling. Grasp at comforts hand. .
Awaken the inner pattern. A murmur of self, a heart between beats. Tearing out the pages left and right. Of the human letter in a burning moment. . Threaded with compassion.
oh my darlings jean and rita. life couldn't be much sweeter. swinging all around you see. what this country's made of me. until yesterday i'd thought.
forgive me such idle repetition. but i'm not stirred by this competition. too soft to be unmoved. but enough is enough. to have the power to do whatever i choose.
forgive me such idle repetition. but i'm not stirred by this competition. too soft to be unmoved. but enough is enough. to have the power to do whatever i choose.
There's something I just can't describe. Something controlling me deep inside. Whenever I start to feel this way I just can't think of the words to say.
Late nights and brake lights. Are all that we know,. And timelines forget the cities they image.. There are promises that we should keep. And miles to go before we sleep..
I got kinda lost. I got kinda lost. I got kinda lost in giving. I got kinda lost. And what can I say. Feeling the way I do. I'm trying to get it across to you.
Whatever it is you're thinking. Sit down and let's give it a try. You know that I'll always listen. But sometimes I'm wondering why. You don't lie to me.
Every night I tell myself,. "I am the cosmos,. I am the wind". But that don't get you back again. Just when I was starting to feel okay. You're on the phone.
Yesterday, we had nothing to lose. But now I'm losing you. Because as the days tick by. I'm gonna have to say goodbye. But I don't wanna lose you. Can't we make it work somehow.
It must have been love. But it's over now. . Lay a whisper on my pillow. Leave the winter on the ground. I wake up lonely, there's air of silence. In the bedroom and all around.