In a sweater poorly knit and an unsuspecting smile. Little Moses drifts downstream in the Nile. A fumbling reply, an awkward, rigid laugh. And I'm carried helpless by my floating basket raft.
Though i would be strong. to make a smile. each and every day. . I'm smiling with my soul,. just try and you will see. the light inside. . How could it be so lost.
The bird that plucked the Olive Leaf. Has been circling like a record around the spindle of my mind. Where the needle's worn the grooves too deep. And scratched the wax that's blistered from the heat besides.
You might sleep, but you'll never dream. Onward, progress, or so it seems. And you might laugh, but you'll never smile. Come on in and waste away awhile.
We never met, you and I. We were always inside, we were somewhere inside one another. And I'll live without you love. But what good is one glove, without the other?.
I wrote a four word letter with post-script in crooked lines. "Though I'd lived I'd never been alive". You know who I am, you held my hem as I traveled blind.
it's the end of the morning. what have i done?. it's finally getting warmer. oh God what have i done?. prayers for your soul while hoping mine. would leave this awful place sometime.
As we melt let's make no noise, oh, the profanation of our love. To tell the world our passing joys. And we, besides, care less to miss, our eyes and lips and hands.
Every thought a thought of You. No more thought I ought to do. When there is thing we see or touch we trust it's true. Every thought a thought of You.
Call me outside I'll come running down. Call me outside I'll come running down. Call me outside I'll come running down. Call me outside I'll come running down.
On a bus ride into town. I wondered out loud, "Why am I going to town?". And as I looked around. At the billboards and the stores. . I thought, "Why do I look around?".
Our house wrapped in disrepairs. A small mouse peeked out from a hole beneath the stairs. Nearby to where my dad sat in his favorite chair. Thinking about the government and muttering a prayer.
Let us die, let us die. Then dying we reply. Oh, don't you tell us. About your suffering. . Now look in our eyes. Look in our eyes. Let us be, let us be.
La la la la la. La la la la la. . I didn't count on this. Before my very first kiss.. . This isn't the path we choose,. But there's so much we could lose.
Everything I thought I'd learned. The ambition and delusion turned. To drawings on a loose leaf sheet. Of figs and fruits I couldn't eat. . What in her do I require?.
I said my goodbyes to the sun. my little one, so far away.. And how strange, how small we must become. yet as familiar as yesterday. . The bluest iris that I'd ever seen.
A cat came drifting onto my porch from the outside cold. And with eyes closed, drinking warm milk from my bowl. Thought, 'Nobody hears me, nobody hears me.