Such grief is nothing new to me
Immersed in all my ponderings
I lay at home to rest my head
My weariness is second best
My color orange my victory blue
It's hard to know just what to do
I feel so manic and depressed
I feel I need to face the test
My written words, they even seek
For understanding and relief
The pen is strong (my medicine)
My perch is unintelligent
Good grief.. I feel like Charlie Brown
I want to go and paint the town
My love is so thick and wide
Its trapped in me so deep inside
I wish for vengeance! A heartless beast
But than I see what I mean..
I'm just a lonely man today
But soon the feeling fades away
Soon the waves will wash away
All the emptiness and grey
And than I'll meet my brazen love
Such beauty will become of us!!
She's such a dime, and polished too
She's probably hiding in Puru
Immersed in such a simple prayer
I want to comb her dreaded hair
I want to show her something new
Grow a garden lush with fruit
I want.to live.within a palace
And wear the threads of sultan's fabrics
Ah but this will be the day
That all my sadness pass away
I'll transfer from a cloud or kiss
And ring out past the sunken ship
....
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