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Taylor Marion Feb 2012
Open up, Eyes
I've given you the prize
to see again.

Darkness.

Let me feel you
with my fingertips
Okay good, but dear
doesn't anyone have a light in here?

Darkness

Get up, feel around.
This place seems familiar.
Look up, look down
Figures become linear

Darkness

Click!
There it is.
Man, I should have cleaned the place
Oh, and everything is just where I left it
Great!
Rusty orange, forest green
Common colors that I'm used to seeing.
Look to my left
Bingo!
There's John, Paul, George, and Ringo
Take a step
creak creak creak
Floorboards never cease to make a squeak
Open the door,
what do you see?
So much more
than before
I went to sleep.

Darkness

What's that there?
Medicare?
The UNITED states?
What is this place?
So much for us
coming together.
I wonder
if it had not been better
if I had slept forever?

Darkness

Change is constant.
Diamonds are litter.
The warm and sweet
now cold and bitter.
Streets swarmed with people
wearing collars of blue,
wait a minute..
Our president is black too?

Darkness

Hollowed eyes,
Songs without melody
Selfish men disguised
as hearts with harmony.
Arrogance, ignorance
Obliviousness, incompetence
In this future
I shall only reminisce.
Oh, what did I miss?

Darkness

Slaving like slaves,
working like elves.
This is not what I wished
before 2012.
It's the end of evolution
but lets find a substitution!
Oh won't anyone help me look?
No even a trace?
Not even a sprinkle?
I'm living the life
of Rip Van winkle.

Darkness

Man oh man,
nothing's changed
And i used to think ****** was deranged.
So much for
coming together.
I wonder
if it had not been better
if I had slept forever?
Taylor Marion Feb 2012
Red tailed fox striped jewelry box,
but these jewels shine of coal.
I keep trying to feel,
but I got no hope
in my heart
or in my soul.

Red tailed fox striped jewelry box,
you sit next to the bearded elf.
Third from the right, seventh shelf.
I carry you around like a babydoll.
Ragged dress with a hooded eye;
you reek of destruction,
but like a prized possession
I'll carry you to my grave when I die.

Red tailed fox striped jewelry box,
may you spare me one key?
I beg of you to open up,
Please, please, please!
Shed some light for me.
Golden
Grown
Sewn
and
Shown.
That's how our hearts seem out to be.
Dripping wild, red cries of kerosine.
Their voice sounds of dusty rust
when they sing.
Tripping over the finish line
their broken back
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK
cracking.

Red tailed fox striped jewelry box,
but like a door
this box holds much more.
Much more than a box has held before.
The secrets that lie
rest behind
dark, evil crescent moons
like the sun reaching an eclipse.
Typhoon lips.
Untouchable kiss.
Half of a whole.
Red tailed fox striped jewelry box
shines of nothing
but a bunch of coal.
Taylor Marion Feb 2012
It doesn't matter where you came
and how you did
But it matters what was inside of you the whole time.
Although you see,
I don't remember what it was like to be someone else,
because I was never myself,
never in the right state of my mind.

I'm sunken behind this hair,
this hair would be quite fair to the eye.
But to me,
I'm just like anyone else
I've ever passed by.

It's so easy to cry when you're high
but so hard to laugh when you're low.
But **** my problems, right?
If you're upset, then you oughta expect
a wave from me,
a friendly Hello.
Discussing the secrets of life
over a dozen cigarettes.

And I'll tell you this...
no other way, no how
Shining you're brightest
is what life is about!
But like the man of sin always said...
When you're alive you create a shadow,
but when you're not, you're just buried in it.
Taylor Marion Feb 2012
I once knew a man but I can't remember his face.
He had a mustache in one hand
a razor in the left.
Cheeks of a baby waiting to find his place.

I once knew a man with the legs of a statue.
He had a hammer in one hand
A rose in the left
Taking beauty as the path to reach greater virtue.

I once knew a man
I once knew a man

I once knew a man with a whisper of twenty cannons
He had a megaphone in one hand
duct tape in the left
Conformity silences his words like phantoms.

I once knew a man with the gut of a clown.
He had a bongo in one hand
a trophy in the left.
The beat lifts him up while he blends with the ground.

I once knew a man with a brain for a heart.
He had a stake in one hand
a pistol in the left.
Tricky, he knew either one would grant a new start.
Yes I once knew a man
I once knew a man.
Taylor Marion Feb 2012
I'm  losin hope

"Such a pretty face carries eyes like kaleidoscopes
So many tears, enough to fill a thousand moats.
You sit and gloat like there's nothing to do and nowhere to go.
Just continue feeling low letting the pride you hold weary.
Whilst talking nonsense grandma sherrie,
you make a toast to help you cope.
Silly sippers sipping matching glasses."

Oh Lord, I've used all hope to hope it passes.
Losin hope, Losin hope
Cut the rope, I'm losin hope

"You picked a rose from a garden
Then flicked the nose of a pardon.
Stupid we, slap my knee!
The next you're tricked, when it grows, let it be
And when it's fixed you will be
just as you were with those lovely folks.
But don't share your soap,
***** hands dressed in rings look so pretty when it glows.
Thus, without the rose you must cope.
Losin hope, losin hope?
Don't cut the rope, don't lose hope."

Holy smokes! I'm feeling your cold hands hold my bones
like endless commands... or a black lab.
If you understand or get the joke.

"I hope you know, we all suppose or propose and expose
what is truly real
and what we truly feel.
That's just how it goes when we all walk the same *****.
So I really truly hope you listened close.
Yes, I really hope you're not losin hope, losin hope."

Hold the rope, I'm choosing hope.
Taylor Marion Feb 2012
I'm like a genie, but I won't grant you three wishes.
I'm an estimation without the guesses.
See, maybe that's my problem
But I won't take the time to solve 'em.

I deny the facts when they're written in pen
I flick your forehead over and over again
Ill treat you like a dog because I know you won't run away.

And when you do I cry and cry and cry
Bye, bye , bye
I know it's all my fault
Bye, bye, bye
Steady cruise comes to a halt
Lullaby Lullaby
I'll only sing you in my head
Lullaby Lullaby
Or maybe I'll write you down instead.

Oxy of the morons, merely the worst one.
Pair o' foxes, paradoxes, scary boxes
I'm too afraid to open it.
What if it's bad? What if it's ****?
I'll never know will I
Bye, bye, bye, precious Lullaby
Bye, bye, bye
Taylor Marion Feb 2012
Suppose dreams do come true
Suppose life was lived for you
Suppose that doesn't seem far off.

Suppose it all was milky grey
Suppose there was no black and white
Suppose colors weren't so different
Suppose you look at it in a new light.

Suppose green and purple were neighbors
Suppose hues had no highs and lows
Suppose that maybe in the near future
colors are merely apart of rainbows.

Suppose there was meaning to revolution
Suppose we stuck to the constitution
Suppose it weren't -dom to be free-.

Suppose when we tripped, we were picked back up
Suppose there was no status between you and I
Suppose it were all about "we" and "us"
Suppose there was truth in every little lie.

Suppose we were bees welcomed to every flower
Suppose our instincts was to live and let live
Suppose we all weren't concerned with others' power
but instead gave as much as we could give.

Suppose it such a silly word
like other words that have no meaning.
Like weird, foreign, normal, or absurd,
suppose is only said to describe your believing.

But suppose to suppose wasn't limited.
You can suppose all you want and not make a move
Suppose just one step immediately got you into the groove

Suppose everything was OURS
Oh I know, now you're probably laughing
But suppose I am right...
You could suppose anything but that doesn't mean you can't make it happen.

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