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MIDNIGHT MAGIC
My morning mist quicksilver
Haven't seen you in so long
I find you after twilight
Ever drawn to your sweet song
Solitary moonlight dancer
On pointe, and now a pose
Such beautiful momentum
Swift heartbeat, in reprose
Endless shadow bound
Gathers 'round, still you dance
This rhythm of your soul
Such elegance, in trance
Sad wonder, a princess of pain
Her stolen tears all locked away
Not a key, no one to listen
And still so much to say
A graceful wave at apex
You'll rise, yet wait to fall
Twirling, arcing, aching
The magic of it all
Muted by such music
Your silent, unborn scream
Please stay in perpetual motion
My beautiful midnight dream
ENTANGLED
Tumbling past hope
In the wild I am despair
Golden sunlight flown
now only shadows roam
they sing thier song to me
surrender and be free
I dare not answer
I dare not allow myself to be
entangled
FAST FORWARD
Woke up one day at five happy to be alive
these days so fast
never seem to last
so I laid my head to rest
Woke up one day at fifteen, or so it seemed
the firebird, snow white, so new, now only memory
these days so fast
never seem to last
so I laid my head to rest
Woke up one day at twenty six, it was time to make a change
so I packed that bag, and jumped into what is now my past
these days so fast
never seem to last
so I laid my head to rest
Woke up one day, now thirty five, still happy to be alive
I've lost some friends who had to leave before thier time
this life, this wild, still a mystery, still trying to find my way
these days so fast
never seem to last
so I laid my head to rest
Woke up one day at fifty, could someone please slow it all down
these days so fast
need to grab hold, make something last
still it slips, though my heart lingers
Woke up today seventy five, still alive
but have I lost more now than gained
golden sunlight still shines
though my sight now strained
still love to see it, anyway
these days so fast
they never seem to last
so I laid my head to rest
Woke up one day and then I passed away
guess it was always meant to be this way
Funny it was all a little like a dream
SPIRAL
If the demons of our dreams
were to us not bound
what a nightmare then,
our world to be found
I looked into my soul
and what a found brought tears
the beasts had grown in number
and gave life to all my fears
fear not this darkness that surrounds us
beneath this devils' moon
for even as hope escapes us
morning will be coming soon
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RAIN, RAIN
Rain, Rain, falling down
Grey sky shadows, and my sad heart
Rain, Rain, wash away pain
Grey clouds cover up my happy day
Rain, Rain, not much to say
Grey Clouds washed all my words away
Rain, Rain, wash away pain
Drown my sorrow, make me new again
GRADUATION DAY
burning sky, blazing future
10,000 roads afire before me
flicker of time
just a handful, you're mine
what to do, where to spend what's in my pocket
wear to roam, where to plant
these seeds within my heart
swift little river
such conviction, how you run
midnight moon, your sister sun
endless cycle, never done
swift little river fell into stagnation
what was sure, now stops to question
will I rise, will I fall
has my potential slowed to a crawl
every new horizon
shows those roads to shore
every new day
the river longs to flow once more
I'll waltz with sun and moon
in beautiful revolution
what's before is but choice
what's behind now has no voice
so many things still left to say
it's finally here
my graduation day
MOTHER
ebon falcon prey upon my heart
from dream to nightmare
before even day has start
crimson tears you run so red
my heart still wounded
from the things you did and said
you forfieted me
sleeping angel in a womb
now you cry ten thousand tears
imprisoned in your tomb,
my mother
I miss and need,
the woman I thought you were
EVERCLEAR
boldest flower
in garden of full bloom
tallest, proudest, my boasts, the loudest
but soon settled unexpected gloom
My roots grew weak
lack of confidence did speak
too many clouds
had seemed to gather
But with those clouds
also came sweet rain
summer shower, trickle down
and wash away pain
and everclear, I see you now
sweet sunlight to my bloom
truer words, there are never such
I'd wilt without your touch
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