The first calls of the katydid
It's a mystical affair
One that marks the summer
and swells through the air
Like a thousand tiny whispers
forming one booming voice
So nice to hear the summer night
Embrace the stars and rejoice.
Sticky humid evenings
where the ceiling fans hum
and the moths dance around the bare bulbs
and my eyelids start to strum
It's a wondrous cacophony
of love, of muse, of hope
One I could not describe to you
The sheer inhuman scope
I am a girl of two lives
One tortured, one free
Somewhere between rich wilderness
and a fairylit city
And you can always join me
If you're ready for the ride.
In an odyssey of summers
where night and dreams collide
The sleepy call of firelight
It crackles through the gloom
Lights our eyes rich amber
as they reflect the golden plumes
If I could spend every night
in the company of friends
A novel or a notebook
What comfort that they lend
Some days I live for Summer
And anxiety's reprieve
Where all my worldly troubles
pack up and take their leave
And dash off on the frost
scattering to leave the room
Until next September
but that won't be coming soon
If you would like to join me
You can always find me here
I want to lend you my hand
I want to lend you my ear
I'll always be there
when you need someone near
Cause I've been there
And I'm here, I'm alright
And if I can make it, you can
Just wait for the summer nights
Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 7:43 PM UTC
The first calls of the katydid
It's a mystical affair
One that marks the summer
and swells through the air
Like a thousand tiny whispers
forming one booming voice
So nice to hear the summer night
Embrace the stars and rejoice.
Sticky humid evenings
where the ceiling fans hum
and the moths dance around the bare bulbs
and my eyelids start to strum
It's a wondrous cacophony
of love, of muse, of hope
One I could not describe to you
The sheer inhuman scope
I am a girl of two lives
One tortured, one free
Somewhere between rich wilderness
and a fairylit city
And you can always join me
If you're ready for the ride.
In an odyssey of summers
where night and dreams collide
The sleepy call of firelight
It crackles through the gloom
Lights our eyes rich amber
as they reflect the golden plumes
If I could spend every night
in the company of friends
A novel or a notebook
What comfort that they lend
Some days I live for Summer
And anxiety's reprieve
Where all my worldly troubles
pack up and take their leave
And dash off on the frost
scattering to leave the room
Until next September
but that won't be coming soon
If you would like to join me
You can always find me here
I want to lend you my hand
I want to lend you my ear
I'll always be there
when you need someone near
Cause I've been there
And I'm here, I'm alright
And if I can make it, you can
Just wait for the summer nights
This is something I wrote for my band :)
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