Wednesday, February 22, 2006

The Sweetest Dream

Mirror reflect this scream
I've angered long
To chance upon the sweetest dream
So stretch my skin
Restless gods
In cryptic words
Riddled songs
Break apart this for which I long

Make it turn
My heart of hearts
I need pain to change my life
Gentile mist
And turning leaves
We all come to bury truth

My naked soul
Just has to grieve
If I leave
I will move against my will
Stay with me a while
While I sleep

Am I so blind to believe
This is what I am
Can't they see
This cable coils
Around my neck
Now and then
I could use a friend
A friend of use

My roots are buried deep
As deep as they can climb
Now and then
I could use a friend
A friend of use

There is always one more scar
I am sure to blame for this
I need to get this too
Now and then

Monday, February 13, 2006

Her Gaze

All alone and cold as stone
With no man to call her own
Lost in a world of love
Seeking solace in the pillow she hugs

She screams through the distance between
She hates what she is too scared to see
And gazing down the deepening hole
She’s reaching out for her last bit of hope

In her mind is her secret life
Keeping all deep inside
To the north she casts her gaze
Wondering if they will meet up again

Luna Mejicana

I remember the sun was setting
The Mexican moon through the jungle
It clung to Maria as she walked past my window
I wanted to speak to her
But the language left me, and she walked away
Every night I stood at my window
Hoping she would return
Wanting the moon to bring her from the mountains
I would stay up all night, in the heat, waiting
Then, the moon shined bright
She walked my way
Passed with a hello
And returned to the jungle
She was my fantasy
And I can’t dream enough

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Fire flies

We would lie among fire flies
Watching fireworks light up the July sky
Sitting on the park swings
Listening to the breeze sing through the willow trees
These moments we’ll miss
Laughter in the night, a secret kiss

Let’s dance the streets
Let ours be counted among the tapping feet
To you I’ll sing
Lets break these chains that youth brings
And run away

Keep up, keep up
This night is ours
Bathed in moon light
From up here
City lights look like stars
We leave no trace of time wasted
As seek out loves mystic places

The road leads home
We go to sleep
In my heart
This dream I’ll keep

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Grateful

I was so grateful that night
Billy was there
He sang songs of perfection and nightmares
And I stood on my own two feet
When Peter showed me how to grieve and find Mercy Street

At night I find myself walking in the trees
Where starlight graces me through green leafs
For daylight is far too bright for thoughts this dark
Here we must hide; here this pain finds its mark

Maybe I am born a bit out of my time
And it’s breaking my life in two
Sometimes I cry my heart to sleep
With this innocence and you