He came unannounced
And sought shelter
In my heart.
He came in splendor
Bringing the stars with him
And with stardust in his hair.
A sense of magic
He brought with him
The world seemed to stop
Turning
When my eyes met his.
I felt myself spinning
Falling
Couldn't stop.
Nothing seems to be right
Nothing seems to matter
Long as I
Have him
In my sight.
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
Not beating
All things turn to dust.
This withered heart,
Rests in silence,
Not beating.
You sent a whisper
To tis old heart
A whisper so soft
That it went unheard.
Nothing awakens
This sleeping heart
Which lies silently
Not beating.
This withered heart,
Rests in silence,
Not beating.
You sent a whisper
To tis old heart
A whisper so soft
That it went unheard.
Nothing awakens
This sleeping heart
Which lies silently
Not beating.
All my pretty horses
Silently, You came in the night and
Stole all my pretty horses.
The wind carried your laughter
As you rode away
With all my pretty horses.
My soul laid bare naked
In the lifeless barn
Without a stir of echo.
....
Alas forgotten the rest of the words that came to me last night...I guess I really should have woken up and wrote them down..gah!
Monday, January 6, 2014
Silence deafens
The silence deafens.
It cracks the night.
It broke me
And I wept.
Shattered pieces
Of my heart.
I pick each piece up.
It cuts my fingers
And I bled.
The darkness silent
My cries.
Screaming quietly
The world does not know
My sorrow.
The world does not know
Where it begins
Does not know where it ends.
It cracks the night.
It broke me
And I wept.
Shattered pieces
Of my heart.
I pick each piece up.
It cuts my fingers
And I bled.
The darkness silent
My cries.
Screaming quietly
The world does not know
My sorrow.
The world does not know
Where it begins
Does not know where it ends.
Jokerman
Weirdest lyrics
But I like these phrases
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
Manipulator of crowds, you’re a dream twister
Jokerman
Standing on the waters casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing into the mist
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the corner for you
But with the truth so far off, what good will it do?
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
You rise up and say goodbye to no one
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don’t show one
Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
You’re a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds
Manipulator of crowds, you’re a dream twister
You’re going to Sodom and Gomorrah
But what do you care? Ain’t nobody there would want to marry your sister
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed
Michelangelo indeed could’ve carved out your features
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Well, the rifleman’s stalking the sick and the lame
Preacherman seeks the same, who’ll get there first is uncertain
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks
Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
Only a matter of time ’til night comes steppin’ in
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
It’s a shadowy world, skies are slippery grey
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet
He’ll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat
Take the motherless children off the street
And place them at the feet of a harlot
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants
Oh, Jokerman, you don’t show any response
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Copyright © 1983 by Special Rider Music
But I like these phrases
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
Manipulator of crowds, you’re a dream twister
Jokerman
Standing on the waters casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing into the mist
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the corner for you
But with the truth so far off, what good will it do?
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
You rise up and say goodbye to no one
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don’t show one
Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
You’re a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds
Manipulator of crowds, you’re a dream twister
You’re going to Sodom and Gomorrah
But what do you care? Ain’t nobody there would want to marry your sister
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed
Michelangelo indeed could’ve carved out your features
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Well, the rifleman’s stalking the sick and the lame
Preacherman seeks the same, who’ll get there first is uncertain
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks
Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
Only a matter of time ’til night comes steppin’ in
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
It’s a shadowy world, skies are slippery grey
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet
He’ll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat
Take the motherless children off the street
And place them at the feet of a harlot
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants
Oh, Jokerman, you don’t show any response
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Copyright © 1983 by Special Rider Music
Take flight
He whispered
Let me take you away
Across the river Nile
To the old Pyrenees
To the last frontier
I will show you the northern lights
Let you see the brightest star
Let me spin you the dreams
You are afraid to dream.
Take you away
From The place you are afraid to leave.
Give you the courage
That you've never had.
Let me take you away
Across the river Nile
To the old Pyrenees
To the last frontier
I will show you the northern lights
Let you see the brightest star
Let me spin you the dreams
You are afraid to dream.
Take you away
From The place you are afraid to leave.
Give you the courage
That you've never had.
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