Shiden-Kai After the battle Fishing the plane From the water No fighter pilot Where is he? Gone far away Where warriors go Shiden-Kai pilot One of six Lost that day B-Sans or Hellcats All the same Way back '45 Old fading times Not even memories Don't forget them Of all sides Silence ...
When they came down from their disk With their blinding lights And their alloy ramps It quickly became obvious Unexpectedly, in our hubris, That they wished only to Gas up, Take some pictures of squirrels And stretch their limbs Before setting out toward a finer frontier.
Did you hear something about an intergalactic highway being built?
The winds from where you grew up Strike conversations at midnight Your thoughts, now paper planes Take off into memory lanes And your feet, aching soles Search for branches, and petals That remind you of home The taste of sweet dates still dancing on your tongue Sweet syrup stretches its limbs Through your nose Sensations of a past soaked in white noise When did you leave it behind? And you think back to the time When you walked with your naïve self Too young to comprehend Back onto a boat In those dreams that never escape you Called memories
i have atom bomb dreams from the desert mushroom clouds billowing the shockwave blow past cacti and down the dirt road i'm on from the cockpit of a b-29 leveling the ground below already comprised of craters as we pummel the earth we become a might to match the gods
"If the radiance of a thousand suns were to burst at once into the sky, that would be like the splendour of the mighty one” Oppenheimer
With wearied ways the air looks grey It's colour stains surrounding planes Heavy clouds weigh eyelids down Condensed to rest as momentum slows Mellow tones and energy spent Low on conversation goals All but empty sentiments No plans today, worn out to play Sleep instead behinds your gaze Dreaming to regenerate
my head was in the clouds but now i'm on the ground i keep thinking about the sky but i can't go back now remember what it was like dancing upon the air wind in my soul cotton in my hair i miss the hum of distant planes i used to be free now i'm weighed down by chains my head was in the clouds but now i'm on the ground i fell from the sky and lost all i found