We say goodnight in the secret
Stealing whispers in shadows
With words of til we meet again
And
Parting is such sweet sorrow
As we wail at circumstance
And wonder where the road ends
And the new one begins
Like driving into the sunset
And dreaming of the dawn.
Happiness comes in bottles now
Well sort of…
Maybe not happiness
Maybe capacity
Or just a switch
That turns the lights out
So you can’t see the tragedy
Just for a little while.
Life is a thin pane of glass
Stood on its narrow edge
Balanced on this earth’s crust
And the only thing you need fear
Is the wild and wandering wind
Or the hand of the person
Who seeks to push it over
Shattering it to pieces
Upon the listing sea
You’ll find a listing me
Drifting aslant upon the waters
Never level save for a moment
That cannot be stopped
That cannot be saved
In a journey of pale blue peaks
And deep, dark troughs
Until the waves overcome
And pull me into secret places
animus stood beneath
the bright and watchful
sunlit moon
yearning to touch her face
staring with soulful intent
to etch her features deep
that one day all he’d see
is her visage staring back
and he would be lost
to the umber glow
that bathed his being
delightfully so
I’ve been listening to this great French (France) group now for a couple of weeks and man, I cannot get them out of my head, especially the song – CINÉMA. They have a very cool rapidfire rock and punk sound with super compelling lyrics. They’re also pretty diverse – the song The Gates to That Sweet Sound of Yours sound a lot like The Doors. Here’s a few of their songs.
Note the silence
It is pregnant with meaning
Never empty
It says much
Like how absence
Forces the question
Where has it gone
Away, away, away…
My amazing wife got me some pretty awesome upgrades for the gaming PC.
I fell
I fell climbing to a new height
Alongside others
Scaling the walls
Because i was a child
And I learned
Don’t scale those walls
But they kept climbing
And one by one
They plummeted
Lost to the hard earth
As I stood and watched
That’s the difference…
put as cap on the well
screw it on real tight
nothing goes in
during the day
nothing climbs out
during the night
it’s for the best
these monsters
they’re manufactured
and sent after their maker
kill the creation
before it kills you