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The Music of Skies

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Who colored your eyes with the music of skies,
In the light where we bathe by the first sunrise?
Cast shadows on long lilting meadows of grass,
And wish for a sunrise that never would pass.

And I’ve never been one to fall on my knees,
No I’ve never been one to ask or say please.
But for you I should cross over harrowing seas,
In your arms and your eyes will my heart be at peace.

For the innocence found on a cool misty day,
As I walked through the clouds while the stars lit the way.
To remember a time when my virginal eyes,
Were still strangers to where your soft beauty lies.

It’s too easy to say I will never be free,
That I’ll lock myself up and to you give the key.
But I don’t need to say it; it’s already true,
My heart no more mine since I laid eyes on you.

Where silence breaks up the slow drone of the day,
Where fire stands strong against cold autumn rain,
Where the oasis is not but a trick the eyes play,
In this desert world I’m so glad I’m insane.

To believe that I could ever have called you mine,
For I come and I go but you stay for all time.
When a minute in heaven’s worth a lifetime in hell,
Will I see you again when they’re ringing the knell?

Through Swirling Eyes

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All of the good things I don’t remember,
My life is sanguinity, my mind, tranquility,
My body is like the ocean and waves,
Remembrance now dies as I’m lost in the haze.

How many great words lost to secondhand thoughts,
That will cost more than time could ever be lost?
For those fears of the past I thought always would last,
Now I long to return where the days weren’t cast.

Thoughts have dried up, colors bleed,
Through swirling eyes I cannot see.
Shadows crawl while silence cries,
Lost in the place where memories die.

Turn my eyes up towards the sun,
Think back to days when I was young.
I remember the light from the morning sky,
As I sat there and watched the whole world passed me by.

When the sun was a question, the moon a reply,
And the stars all the memories held in the sky.
Blissful opacity or lucid pain,
Both are now lost in a mindless refrain.

Leave the Stars

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You know we’ve been here before, how many times,
Have the stars been bored by two lovers’ eyes?
The same old story, the same old song,
And if they’re right, then it won’t be long.

You know I’ve seen you before, under the lights,
That take the darkness out of the nights.
Just like a picture, on a crowded wall,
Are we to them, ‘til the morning falls.

“Do you remember?” she smiled through unwept tears,
“You said we’d be together through unborn years”.
How many lies are spoken in the name of the night,
And are so quickly forgotten by the morning light?

How many have dreamed on a star before?
Have cast their wishes into a fiery core?
“Our night will be different, like none before”,
Lied a million lovers to a million more.

Let us leave the stars and the night behind,
Let us love in the day, you know that twice the time,
Could never be enough as long as I’m with you,
When the sun is up and the sky is blue.

Where the Stars Have Fallen

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Desperate now, in the valley lie,
So many stars have fallen from the empty sky.
They called my name as they quickly died,
“Here are your dreams, watch them pass you by”.

In the valley now, the black holes that peer,
Straight through my soul, well isn’t it clear?
When my destiny lies past the fallen skies,
Never shall I reappear.

Eyes that gaze like corpses stare,
I’ll try to pretend that there’s something there.
But only with you am I ever alone,
With your plasticine hair and your rings made of foam.

No I do not think that there’s much you can say,
It’s probably best that you just go away.
In the valley I’ll lie, and with broken dreams share,
The last days of sun before life becomes rare.

Empty now, in the forest cry,
So many leaves have fallen through the empty sky.
Trees that have whispered through the frozen air,
And only I hear because only I care.

So alone I’ll laugh and alone I’ll cry,
Alone I’ll dance and alone I’ll die.
And the dreams that I knew were nothing more,
Than the broken lock on a barren door.

The eyes of truth, the words cannot hide,
The icy silence that lies deep inside.
Only with you do I ever know pain,
Only with you have I ever felt rain.

Don’t you come back, that time has now passed,
And I more than anyone wished it would last.
But there’s no use in spilling more meaningless tears,
Where the stars have fallen I will live out my years.

Come Dream With Me

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For years I searched, for years I poured,
Over words t’were spoken and forgotten once more.
I knew all there was in this room and more,
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.

Did you ever look? Did you ever find?
A way out from the trappings of my mind.
I never checked if it was a locked door,
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.

Running in circles, only so much space,
Exists inside an endless maze.
Where the walls are barely a foot off the floor,
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.

I am the resurrection, you are the light,
But we can’t find each other in this tepid night.
So against the darkness I declare war,
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.

How many people have ever changed?
How many minds have been rearranged?
Someday you might find we’ve always been poor,
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.

Come dream with me, we’ll never die,
Dancing under the blood red sky.
Some people believe in the ways of The Lord,
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.

It doesn’t matter what I believe,
It doesn’t matter what you believe.
The key is yours, the key is mine,
Never have I seen one more divine.
In the mirror I laugh, in the mirror you cry,
Come dream with me, we’ll never die.

So where were you when I fought the sky?
And pulled him down to look in his eye.
To see that he wasn’t much different than me,
Don’t ask what to do or where to go, but see,
The door is there, you still have the key,
Now stop the world, and set me free.

Come dream with me, we’ll never die,
But don’t you ever ask me why.
I’ll show you when we’re out the door,
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.

Melt Into You

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Sometimes I think chaos is all I can see,
A swirling madness that comes to envelop me.
When shadows crawl and die under the unforgiving noon,
I just want to melt here with you, melt into you.

The soft tides of lunacy, oh but the moon,
Smiles down from dark skies not a minute too soon.
In these vistas of glory that kiss me while I kiss you,
I just want to melt here with you, melt into you.

These feelings cast up from unborn seas,
That snake around me just like a cool winter’s breeze.
With the colors now drawn in China blue,
I want to melt here with you, melt into you.

But lost, as it were, in fields of confusion,
That ensnare the mind always in chains of delusion.
I’m standing right here, and I’ll always be true,
If you’ll come stand with me while I melt into you.

Like crossing an ocean, the uncharted seas,
And the boat answers only the whims of the breeze.
Well I know you’re scared, because I am too,
When all that I want is to melt into you.

How many words have been spoken, used for nothing but lies,
Deceit that has broken the life in our eyes.
Now I ask you to trust me, to start life anew,
To hold me so I could just melt here with you.

So many tears shed in hopeless devotion,
Don’t you see, we’re all trapped in a circular motion.
But step out of the ring and the birds sing in tune,
The songs that I hear while I melt into you.

But time, that cruel and unmovable master,
Whose hands I now wish I could turn ever faster.
And race towards the day when we’ll both be in tune,
And you melt into me while I melt into you.

The Veil of Love

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Swimming through the kaleidoscope, drenched in sweeping colors,
Painting portraits in the rhythm of a heart beating alone.
Laughing in the golden glories, swimming in the green oases,
Speaking in the shades of a heart searching for home.

Listening to the silent music, playing deep in night,
Crashing down like barren waves on cold and empty shores.
Twisting, turning, tailing off, in the bleeding purple sky,
Pounding heads looking up from the hollow sea floors.

Breaking through the heavy clouds, fractal lights torch the earth,
Burning through the pallid daydreams in a thousand hues.
Climbing up the ladder, while the sun plays on the water,
Falling sadly ‘til tomorrow when the day is born anew.

Swirling through the heavenly stars, spinning past the moonbeams,
Racing ever faster towards the looming black hole at the end.
Removing the veil of unsung love, the hazy mellow comfort,
Dressing up the raging whirlwind, using gold-plating to mend.

And suddenly the day doesn’t seem so bright,
In fact I think it’s night.

Fallen Statues

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Anything I’ve thought,
Oh but that woman who held me,
Who cried for me and died for me,
I laughed at her.
And that woman who sang to me,
Whose voice became the birds
And whose feet became the gentle breeze
We all laughed at her.
And then silence tore across the sky,
And the fallen statues held a dream
That the world was not ready to know.
Yes, I saw her. I saw all of her
I saw her for who she was,
And then I laughed while I
Drew chickens on her grave.

Everything I’ve thought,
Isn’t it funny how the moon runs away
From the sun but the sun
Bows to the moon?
Dawn and dusk are but slobbering infants,
Lost and trapped in the middle of
Gods who have no time for their own progeny.
So busy are they who believe in wilting matchsticks
So busy in the name of lords whose power
Has never seen a brisk dusk,
Or a beautiful dawn,
Sometimes I wish I could help them,
Just put my hand out and call for the world to end,
But then I’m too busy laughing while I
Spit on the temples of forgotten gods.

Nothing I’ve thought,
No, but how could you think in reverse?
Talk to me from the end and maybe I’ll
Understand the beginning? Not a chance
Not in ten thousand lifetimes would I care
To know the beginning. We all know the end
Is the same as the beginning. How could
They be different? Delusions of time seen in the most
Ridiculous way, for they think it follows
The same path as the heathen pilgrims
But then who else knew the way to hell?
I’ve been trying to find it my whole life,
But I’d be better off trying to find a tree
In the garden of death. Don’t laugh,
We’ll meet there some cloudy winter’s day.

In So Many Eyes

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In so many words,
A man has kissed but not loved,
And thus has died in a psychotic fire.
But if he had not kissed,
Could he ever have loved
Another who loved him
In so many words.

In so many things,
There is life and there is
The realization that death
Is but another insane child
In this quivering universe,
And I guess that’s a little bit funny
In so many things.

In so many seasons,
Snow falls but we don’t
See how lucid we really are.
And if I can’t know
How much I have seen
How can I proffer what I don’t have
In so many seasons.

In so many lives,
Light flickers and dies,
Children laugh and then cry,
Birds fly and then fall
Down in a thermal wind
That carries the heart
In so many lives.

In so many eyes,
The wispy heathens of day,
Watch them run away,
For fear of meeting another,
But if they could only sing,
The music that could be made
In so many eyes.

In so many hearts,
A black tar sucks in the world,
Torn apart by confusion,
And mad lust for flights of
Fancy that offer but a sliver
Of the love that cries
In so many hearts.

I Remember

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I remember when love was just an idea,
I remember when it was perfect,
How could it ever be wrong?
In my mind I saw you dancing,
It was the most beautiful sight,
My eyes had ever fallen upon.
I remember you laughing,
And I thought I would be right there with you.
I remember those days,
Those days that I wished would never end,
When hope was everywhere,
I didn’t know any better,
How could I?
We were perfect, you and I,
Why couldn’t you see?
You ran through so much sadness,
You cried and I wished I was there.
You let them hurt you, I trembled,
Why did you let them do it?
I’ve been standing here the whole time,
Waiting for you to see me,
Waiting for you to realize,
What you had always wanted,
Was what I always wanted to give you.
But it was not to be,
The perfection that lay at the end of that road,
Was never achieved.
Like so many other tales that end,
They are not sung, they are not remembered,
But they are as real as you and I.