The crow on the telephone wire
He doesn't sing
He just calls out warnings
Because he knows death is coming

The crow on the statue
Was singing
Songs about death
Something we don't understand

Songs about life
And how we live it wrong

Crashing in like waves
Sweetest things that she says
As in the market
Fortunes are being made

You can breath the salty air
The cruelest things she says
As down at the harbor
Sailors say goodbye to their wives

This is the city by the sea
Where we can stand on the shore
And look out to see the ocean
We see forever

Ships leaving the bay
She turns her back on me
And heads out once again
For foreign harbors

And in this city by the sea
She left me lonesome
But the bars are always open
And I still have my ***

This is the city by the sea
Where I stand on the shore
And know that I'm alone
Alone forever

I saw a seed
Become a rose
Shouted from the throat
In inneficacious tones
I watched the thorns

And hiding in a cavern nearby
Way up on the side of a mountain
All I wanted was your life
All I'm given was your lies

I heard the bloom
Occurance too soon
These thorns were sharpened knives
Im clutching to my side
You watched me bleed

And hidden in a thicket
In this forest without trees
All i wanted was your love
All you gave me was your loss

I feel my heart wrenching muted screams, From silently, violently, shattered hopes and dreams.
Mornings fill my veins with shards of glass.
Frozen crystal memories, tormented past.

Vini, vidi, vici... You did your part.
You came, you saw, and you conquered my heart.
But now you are bored, the challenge won.
My heart was yours.. whats done is done.

Although I see you clearer, each day, every night.
I saw your momentum, your anxiety for flight.
And my Love, in its Truth, wont hold you caged.
You lit the spark in my heart, and it blazed and it raged.

I can honestly admit,  I know Im not perfect.
But neither were you, but you are perfectly worth it.
If there is only one thing I wish I could explain,
Is that never, in this process, did I intend to bring pain.

This Love, oceans deep, as old as time...
A thousand life times, your heart was mine.
And mine still yours, in Truth and Light..
Unfortunately obscured by Social fraudulent plight.

I dont know how to end this off, or what to say.
Even though you are physically absent, I love you each day.
And every day after, even though I may lose.
Because every day my heart tells me, that its you who I choose.

"Oh silly human! What are you doing?"
Is what I wished I asked myself.
All Hyper dimensional, transcendental.
My gift was my Spiritual wealth.

But in so doing, ignorantly a skewing,
Your distorted and unbalanced love.
Under the Sacred Cactus, our Love we did practice,
And exposed that your Origins are from above.

I made Love to an Angel, I didnt realise the danger,
That I would leave behind part of my Soul.
But you never knew your identity, nor what you meant to me,
Now I can never be whole.

So if you are reading, take the caution Im heeding.
Make sure your Love is strong.
Because if you share your Soul, it will take a devastating toll...
When that Divine Love is gone.

Oh Miss Magical! The Muse.. so trajical.
Her essense Divine, her gaze orgasmical.
Let go of those lies, disguised within time. Sedating the mind, wont let your light Shine.

Tears streaming.
Sun beaming.
Kaleidoscopic sight.
Heart pacing.
Mind racing.
"This" Love I wont fight.
A Light,
So bright!
Divine delight.
Intensity increasing,
I am blind at night.