Ten years
From now
We'll be walking beneath
A sheet of
Tailored stars
All it takes here is a little bit of water
And a little bit of love
I can't tell her how I feel
I can't do all that is well
Sad echo rotates through the caves
And the moons sides
All that can be one can
Collide
See me
There - where?
On the other
Side.
I'm a tall tale
Telling you the truth
Is no truth.
That all that was
Was but a myth of the
Mouth;
A myth of the word.
But who says
The myth
Is
Not one to
Follow?
One to believe in?
It's an alright sin.
When you believe in her.
It's man's fault.
Let it be.
Forsake the sacrifice of your own minds
Thoughts.
I'm a taken lady.
Nothing makes her amazed.
At last we are awoken;
At last we are seeing the broken stars
Of yesteryear;
At last,
We are the children
Men
Dream about.
In turn take the burn
On the other side of what
She promised silently
I'm a naked ruin
Without a whisper -
Without a name
That was ever mentioned
Could I be
Without reflection?
Could I be without a
Name
You'd
Recognize?
Could I be
Someone
You've never
Seen?
All talent derives
From experience and
Chance.
Let dreams
Be the basis
That they
Are.
I'm awakening
To a deafening
Cry.
As soon as the bible
Nodded her head to me
And promised, "Everything
Was going to be ok."
I told myself
Never
To listen again'.
A dank river slithers through the forefront of my mind
A soft silence wrinkles through the curls of forgotten time
Let her be a memory of what you thought love was supposed to be
Let her be a stitch in a heart that used to be we
I'm a shy pale front
Of forgotten noise and bile
Tom has seen every noise
Heard every mile
Rhapsody blues
Crimson Sue
Let me take you
Near the tombs
Where only the river
Bends
For you.
There that rapid souls
Scream and careen,
Asking for forgiveness,
Asking for love,
Asking for things
God cannot give.
We make our choices
In life and in death
We must live with them.
Never forget a face.
Never forget a face.
Never forget a face.
Never forget a choice.
All that is holy
Is within
You and Joyce.
Take the last nod:
She does as to you.
Pointed a' weapon
Near to you.
An' there we stand,
Neath' fiery land.
A place where soul and heart
Are no partner but
Foe;
A place where man and woman
Forever
Stand.
I'm a simple man,
With
Un-simple needs.
Give me wood of gold and
Saw dust of sand.
Give me jokes that weight tons
And what-nots
That resemble toys.
I cannot whimper
When there are
No more
Clouds
To cry for.
See the black sea.
See how it spreads.
It's like
A lost lovers bed.
A husband inside.
No words
Said.
I'm wondering
What he said to you.
I'm wondering
Why now
Your'e so goddarn' blue?
Was one an' one three?
Or was one an' one two?
Every mystery I've seen
Has had a face.
Be it colored magenta, maroon, or
Purple blue.
You tell me what I should believe
And I'll make believe it
For you.
Take last place.
Take first.
Take whatever
Place they
Give you.
That's never
How
It is.
How you
Say it is and
I
Know
It is.
Sounds
Like a
Bumpersticker.
So soon the fragile child made his way to the
Lost river of the forgtten souls of what she knew
I made my way there ok I did
And that's when I saw she was neath' souls below mine
I'm a taken man, I said.
I'm a sealed one.
She laughed with a grin,
Oh, you are the holy one, she said,
Oh, you are the holy son.
What could I do? I thought.
What could I say?
What could I pray but to the sun
Above and the moon
Below.
An old woman by the name of gray
Pleads she has something to say.
Her hair is made of licorice
And her skin is made of gold
But her eyes only show
Something
That can never be told
Sick son
By the river
Near the sun
I'm with you here
Can't you hear?
Take my hand
I am yours
As you are mine
Don't be scared near me
Away from me
I am your father
As you are my son
Even when I
Am not and am not
Either and each.
Each and or.
Her and him.
Him and Her.
Neither and nothing.
Yelling my name she says its true
And I say, It is! It is! It is!
And,
Up we go,
Up the stairs away from
Her and myself,
Away from
Myself.
Away from
What
I created and towards
What
I've yet
To become.
