inside your kitchen i saw my ghost trying to get me wishing i was making toast she took out my mug poured me a drink pointed at my rings still by the sink i asked her why it's here she dwells but she really could not say i said goodbye, i wished her well and I went willing on my way inside your parlor i saw my spirit playing your guitar, she wanted me to hear it she asked me to sit on chairs i own she played my records on the gramophone i asked her why it's here she dwells she said well someone had to stay i said goodbye, i wished her well and i went willing on my way and where you sleep my phantasm soul was praying to keep you safe and whole the room is small but it's changed the most she don't need you here, i told my ghost i asked her when she planned to go she said when someone sets me free i said my friend, go get your coat you are coming home with me
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i find myself crossing a pair of my fingers could it be a wish or a lie is it oncoming peace or despair that lingers in each breath of a chest-heaving sigh the tremors that shake me after the quake break me down cause they all signify that last little shift in a continent drift the moment the end just passes you by why does the whiplash hurt more than the impact? the ache in your head makes you realize the glass cracked life flashed through your eyes, but you're alive, still if the crash doesn't get you the whiplash will the sight of your nose throws me back in my chair i only knew noses could smell jumped geronimo style from way up in the air it might have been brave, but i'm still scared as hell the parachute pull has rattled my skull i fumble for ways to propel will gravity greet the ground with my feet it usually does, but you never can tell may let go of june there was no other way for her to bloom it was no easy thing; it took all of spring she didn't leave her behind she just gave her some room may let go of june june turned to july she said does saying hello mean saying goodbye? cause retrospect is gonna break my neck but the future is bright and I know why june turned to july may, june and july felt a gust of wind fall flew by; offered a hand to lend you know if time stood still, nothing would heal seasons would stall; wounds wouldn't mend may will come around again beautiful soul where do you go what have you learned that we don't yet know it's terrible and tragic it's beautiful and magic there's joy in the sadness even when it's invisible i see you even though you're invisible beautiful girl you left the world in every shell a shining pearl
*co-written with Veronica May
she was born with big eyes, she was born with wild dreams she was born with big love, bursting at the seams she was born with hope, she was born with light she was born to lose, she learned how to fight but when you fall down 200 pairs of hands will tell you don’t give up tonight so in the next round, you’ll be back in the ring and we’ll be screamin fight baby fight she’s a constellation, vast just like orion grace just like a sparrow, courage like a lion it’s not a fight to the end, it’s a fight to the start it’s not a fight to the death, it’s a fight to the heart and we’ll be screamin fight baby fight
i carry you like a suitcase full of boulders across the river
i carry you like a shotgun aimed for destruction, just pull the trigger i carry you like the weight on every shoulder i’ve ever cried on i carry you like a baby on a lonely doorstep with a lonely light on i could lay you down for good but i am not that brave so i carry you all the way to my grave i carry you like a soldier out of the fire, still in the war i carry you like an umbrella full of holes so when it rains, it pours i carry you like a dancer spinning in circles to silent music i carry you like a memory, don’t want to see it, don’t want to lose it i carry you like a letter i keep on penning, but never sending i carry you like a cancer, ever growing, never-ending i carry you like the genome across the ages, the past has spoken i carry you down a hallway full of photographs, the frames all broken if this will ever get better it will surely get worse who says what, when, where, who calls who first is hope even worth holding or do i wipe it off my hands the situation paces restless in the places that it stands i watch with aching despair from my own bird's eye how can i bring you air without losing my sky you threw up your borders i just drew a line will it trace back to you or erase over time i fly like a phoenix, i hover over your mule as it thrashes its hooves in a sorrow-full pool i know only to rise now so i can't dive back down and besides, if i tried we both surely would drown i didn't dig a grave or burn a bridge, i broke a cycle the life you gave i yearned to live, the alternative was suicidal it was never what i wanted - to be a self-inflicted orphan now i lay awake haunted by a cursed, reversed abortion when my grandpa died, i think he might have taken happiness with him everything turned gray, colors washed away god refused to listen when my mom and dad finally got so sad they had to end their union it opened up my eyes, made me realize they are only human people say that love is the only answer but i know they’ve got to be wrong because this love’s my only question where is my love, why is it gone? when i left my home, i felt so alone fair weather friends turned their backs such a scary thought to go from having a lot to living out of plastic bags now i feel so strange and i know it will change who i am forever knocks the wind from me, brings me to my knees turns me into a beggar |
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