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Something taking form Building mass, taking shape In deep, forgotten darkness At the bottom of the lake You can’t touch it, You feel it in your bones A shifting tectonic plea for death That turns your will to stone When I turn to debris, Will I still feel anything Looking up toward a light that won't reach me?
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Apr 19
Apr 19, 2026 at 11:12 PM UTC
Eternal Midnight
I see you, You see me. Eighteenth floor Across the street. Sometimes you dance. Sometimes you read, TV dinners, fall asleep. Strangers in a dark room, laughing at jokes they didn't quite hear; Frosted windowpanes and cheap champagne a face appears. And anything could happen in these cathedrals we roam, Where shadow people dance and trade their glance and walk home alone, In a lonely city. Welcome to your life. There's no turning back. Even while we sleep We will find you, Acting on your best behavior, Turning your back on mother nature. We're talking away, I don't know what I'm to say, I'll say it anyway: “Today's another day to find you Shying away. I'll be coming for your love, okay?” So please, take me out tonight Where there's music and there are people And they're young and alive. Driving in your car I never, never want to go home. It’s good times for a change. See, the luck I've had Can make a good man Turn bad. Still don't know what I was looking for And my time was running wild, A million dead-end streets. Every time I thought I'd got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet. She's staring out the window of the Roosevelt Hotel, Shy kid, knees always bruised. you pulled me close Kissed my lips, it tasted like home. Flashes of crosswords and chamomile, The years pass like a Ferris Wheel. They say we come from nothing and to nothing we'll return And in between is gravity and bridges left to burn. Oh, there is thunder in our hearts. Is there so much hate for the ones we love? Well tell me, we both matter, don't we? Standing on a skyline, watching all the cars go. Sleeping in the daylight, I was losing all control. You bet I think I’m pretty dangerous, Burning down the walls, breaking all the laws. So needless to say I'm odds and ends, I'll be stumbling away Slowly learning that life is OK. Say after me It's no better to be safe than sorry. Oh, I Haven't had a dream in a long time. See, the life I've had Can make a good man bad. It's my own design, It's my own remorse. Help me to decide, Help me make the Most of freedom and of choice. Oh, the things that you say, Is it love or Just to play my worries away. You're all the things I've got to remember. You're shying away, I'll be coming for you anyway. You, It's you and me, It's you and me, you won't be unhappy. We got a little place near the beach, We watch the sailboats out at sea And we ride along the Palisades. Love is just a summer day, Love is a four-letter word That hurts. What a hell of a feeling, It is dark all day But there is something in the sky that glows. What a hell of a feeling With such a brilliant light, Can you feel your soul’s vocals in the air tonight? What a hell of a day to embrace disorder And there is something in your eyes that burns, Light up, drag the river, Can you see my soul’s vocals in the air tonight? And if a double-decker bus Crashes into us, To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die. And if a ten-ton truck Kills the both of us, To die by your side Well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine. We know, we grow, we fall, we crawl to change proclaim, for this we miss to breathe, deceive, from fate to fate, exist, insist, we push, we lust. There is a light that never goes out. And there's a room where the light won't find you. Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down. When they do, I'll be right behind you. I tried to laugh about it, Cover it all up with lies. I tried to laugh about it, Hiding the tears in my eyes. 'Cause boys don't cry, Boys don't cry. Oh, come on baby, Come on, darling. Let me steal this moment from you now. Come on, angel, Come on, come on, darling. Let's exchange the experience. So sad, we almost made it. So sad they had to fade it. So, if I only could I'd make a deal with God And I'd get him to swap our places. Be running up that road, Be running up that hill, With no problems (For the ones we love). Who said that every wish Would be heard and answered. When wished on the morning star? Somebody thought of that And someone believed it, Look what it's done so far. What's so amazing that keeps us stargazing And what do we think we might see? Time may change me But I can't trace time. I watch the ripples change their size But never leave the stream, Form impermanence. So the days float through my eyes But still, the days seem the same. Should have known at the end of summer The innocence fades and the weak become stronger. Should have known at the end of the summer I'd be lost without you. Please hold me 'til I'm not lonely anymore. Is it only the crashing of the ocean to the shore? We were the rebels, lone survivors. We were the cult of deep-sea divers. We were young once then we grew old, We were shining, we were fool's gold. I was a lost boy when I met you. It’s good times for a change. See, the luck I've had Can make a good man Turn bad. So for once in my life Let me get what I want. Lord knows it would be the first time. Lord knows it would be the first time.
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May 11, 2021
May 11, 2021 at 1:02 AM UTC
Synthetic Sunrise
I see you, You see me. Eighteenth floor Across the street. Sometimes you dance. Sometimes you read, TV dinners, fall asleep. Strangers in a dark room, laughing at jokes they didn't quite hear; Frosted windowpanes and cheap champagne a face appears. And anything could happen in these cathedrals we roam, Where shadow people dance and trade their glance and walk home alone, In a lonely city. Welcome to your life. There's no turning back. Even while we sleep We will find you, Acting on your best behavior, Turning your back on mother nature. We're talking away, I don't know what I'm to say, I'll say it anyway: “Today's another day to find you Shying away. I'll be coming for your love, okay?” So please, take me out tonight Where there's music and there are people And they're young and alive. Driving in your car I never, never want to go home. It’s good times for a change. See, the luck I've had Can make a good man Turn bad. Still don't know what I was looking for And my time was running wild, A million dead-end streets. Every time I thought I'd got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet. She's staring out the window of the Roosevelt Hotel, Shy kid, knees always bruised. you pulled me close Kissed my lips, it tasted like home. Flashes of crosswords and chamomile, The years pass like a Ferris Wheel. They say we come from nothing and to nothing we'll return And in between is gravity and bridges left to burn. Oh, there is thunder in our hearts. Is there so much hate for the ones we love? Well tell me, we both matter, don't we? Standing on a skyline, watching all the cars go. Sleeping in the daylight, I was losing all control. You bet I think I’m pretty dangerous, Burning down the walls, breaking all the laws. So needless to say I'm odds and ends, I'll be stumbling away Slowly learning that life is OK. Say after me It's no better to be safe than sorry. Oh, I Haven't had a dream in a long time. See, the life I've had Can make a good man bad. It's my own design, It's my own remorse. Help me to decide, Help me make the Most of freedom and of choice. Oh, the things that you say, Is it love or Just to play my worries away. You're all the things I've got to remember. You're shying away, I'll be coming for you anyway. You, It's you and me, It's you and me, you won't be unhappy. We got a little place near the beach, We watch the sailboats out at sea And we ride along the Palisades. Love is just a summer day, Love is a four-letter word That hurts. What a hell of a feeling, It is dark all day But there is something in the sky that glows. What a hell of a feeling With such a brilliant light, Can you feel your soul’s vocals in the air tonight? What a hell of a day to embrace disorder And there is something in your eyes that burns, Light up, drag the river, Can you see my soul’s vocals in the air tonight? And if a double-decker bus Crashes into us, To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die. And if a ten-ton truck Kills the both of us, To die by your side Well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine. We know, we grow, we fall, we crawl to change proclaim, for this we miss to breathe, deceive, from fate to fate, exist, insist, we push, we lust. There is a light that never goes out. And there's a room where the light won't find you. Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down. When they do, I'll be right behind you. I tried to laugh about it, Cover it all up with lies. I tried to laugh about it, Hiding the tears in my eyes. 'Cause boys don't cry, Boys don't cry. Oh, come on baby, Come on, darling. Let me steal this moment from you now. Come on, angel, Come on, come on, darling. Let's exchange the experience. So sad, we almost made it. So sad they had to fade it. So, if I only could I'd make a deal with God And I'd get him to swap our places. Be running up that road, Be running up that hill, With no problems (For the ones we love). Who said that every wish Would be heard and answered. When wished on the morning star? Somebody thought of that And someone believed it, Look what it's done so far. What's so amazing that keeps us stargazing And what do we think we might see? Time may change me But I can't trace time. I watch the ripples change their size But never leave the stream, Form impermanence. So the days float through my eyes But still, the days seem the same. Should have known at the end of summer The innocence fades and the weak become stronger. Should have known at the end of the summer I'd be lost without you. Please hold me 'til I'm not lonely anymore. Is it only the crashing of the ocean to the shore? We were the rebels, lone survivors. We were the cult of deep-sea divers. We were young once then we grew old, We were shining, we were fool's gold. I was a lost boy when I met you. It’s good times for a change. See, the luck I've had Can make a good man Turn bad. So for once in my life Let me get what I want. Lord knows it would be the first time. Lord knows it would be the first time.
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What is maintenance? My life has to be cold, planned, full of calculation. Otherwise, what? Otherwise, I'll be old at thirty-five, bold, but too close to a tragic slip, toes in the grass by open graves, when peers gather, grow on pavement past the gates. My life has to be cold, planned, full of calculation. Otherwise, the most vital, underlying systems yell in warning lights, compromised. You may not think it problematic, but I can't interpret signs of my demise already six feet down, now can I? That's why I (we): clean, sort, scrub, update outdated thoughts, as if otherwise, I (we) cut the years I'll (we'll) survive. Open my chest for me, you, lovely human you. Your scent rises through the rain. Could I live the way you live, I would. But I can't, and I know that. So let me react to your input, open my chest for me open my chest for me open my chest for me open me
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Jul 7, 2017
Jul 7, 2017 at 6:58 PM UTC
Maintenance