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Patrick McCombs Nov 2014
If you lose your shoe you'll be in trouble
If you lose your socks make it double
We searched every where on the train
But it was ultimately in vain
It was like you made them disappear magically
Have you suffered some tragedy
And now shoes are strange and terrifying
When I look in the stroller your always untying
The double knotted laces
And making strained faces
As your little finger muscles strain
Its kinda cute but your driving me insane
Patrick McCombs Oct 2014
I got a map in one hand
and a compass in the other
My bones ache for foreign sands
And my lips tremble for a mysterious lover
But I am a sailor without a ship
Like a tower without a foundation
I'm starting to lose my grip
I'm losing my sense of navigation
Now I spend my days on the shore
Staring out into the ocean
Was I like this before?
So easily overcome with emotion
But alas my time has past
My hair long turned grey
Even the great rocks on the shore do not last
Time and water get them, as they got me at the end of the day
Patrick McCombs Jul 2014
The heat is coming down
Like a car playing chicken
Except all you can do is stand there and get hit
Over and over again
Until it merges with your skin, your body
It stays with you like a second skin
Like some sort of sickness
Water is your pain reliever
Air conditioning is but a temporary cure
Because as soon as you leave
The heat is right outside
Waiting for you.
Patrick McCombs Jun 2014
There was a fire burning in your eyes
As we sat in the darkness and tried to devise
A way to live forever
To sever the tether
Between our fragile bodies and our immortal soul
We tried to understand things beyond our control
We lived in the pages of ancient books
Stealing secrets likes shameless crooks
We dreamed impossible dreams
We talked only in absolutes and extremes
The foolish invincibility of youth
We thought we were guided by truth
But we were blinded by our fear
Of losing everything we hold dear
We became obsessed in the pursuit
That a sickness of a mind took root
We began to lose sight
Of what is wrong and what is right
Patrick McCombs Jun 2014
There is a song burning in my brain
Like a feeling I can't contain
It defies any explanation
It breaks every limitation
It is a pure transmission
To me from the musician
I know every groove in the record
Every note of every chord
Every word of every verse
For better or for worse
This song has become apart of me
Patrick McCombs Feb 2014
I think I remember you
From the last vestiges of a dream.
Where reality and illusion blur
In between states of mind.
You're a memory of a memory
That one face in the crowd
In a passing car, a crowded train.
A glitch
A ghost
From a different time
From a different life.
Patrick McCombs Jan 2014
There was a sense of anticipation
That flooded my mind
As I walked to the train station
The stars slowly aligned
As summers dying breath filled my lungs
And wanderlust possessed my feet
I dreamed of foreign tongues
And jungles of concrete
I held tight to my escape
A one way ticket to anywhere
Like a dream about to take shape
Like a self fulfilled prayer
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