do you look upon the sky with hope?
do not cast a shadow among the men
our morale is not in its best way
the birds do not beat their wings
waves have fallen silent
and our sails obtain deaf ears to the wind
gentlemen...
today is the day that i die
today is the day that you die
today is the day that we die
Monday, October 6, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
At this hour, my city bares its teeth so its luster is in the forefront.
I only walk with the hope to inform myself on the beasts and the creatures of dusk.
With no light to back my wheels I travel the paved scales to which little mind I pay. Tonight is no different, I am making my way through and taking it all roof by roof, room by room. Presence of the long arm is felt, there is never a minute of reprimand to the standard deviance of the times. The tranquility of silence entices me forth, never similar to years before, I am one with nothing and none with everything. I soar amongst the lamps, I have but one thought, “how did this come about, what have I done that has yet to show return?” A passing, a halt, the constant feeling of empty pursuit before the turn. Walking, running, climbing to find the air that is suitable for breath… This is the time in which I know the matters of the creatures and beasts that reside in the streets… at this hour. The color is blue and the word will be fear, tonight the color is blue and the word will be fear, tonight, the lover/mother is blue and the world will know fear. The time in which I know the matters I face when I make my way through and take everything in, roof to roof, room by room; so I can hear that last ghastly, triumphant rattle, and know it was not all in vain. Tonight their color is blue and my word will always be fear
I only walk with the hope to inform myself on the beasts and the creatures of dusk.
With no light to back my wheels I travel the paved scales to which little mind I pay. Tonight is no different, I am making my way through and taking it all roof by roof, room by room. Presence of the long arm is felt, there is never a minute of reprimand to the standard deviance of the times. The tranquility of silence entices me forth, never similar to years before, I am one with nothing and none with everything. I soar amongst the lamps, I have but one thought, “how did this come about, what have I done that has yet to show return?” A passing, a halt, the constant feeling of empty pursuit before the turn. Walking, running, climbing to find the air that is suitable for breath… This is the time in which I know the matters of the creatures and beasts that reside in the streets… at this hour. The color is blue and the word will be fear, tonight the color is blue and the word will be fear, tonight, the lover/mother is blue and the world will know fear. The time in which I know the matters I face when I make my way through and take everything in, roof to roof, room by room; so I can hear that last ghastly, triumphant rattle, and know it was not all in vain. Tonight their color is blue and my word will always be fear
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
there's never been any other time
no other time but now
with every action documented
and all my thoughts detailed
i'm not sure why things are still
wrongside right... and such
there's never been any other time
no other time than now
with all my actions discouraged
and every thought carefully devised
i don't know why everything
travels with the weak
no other time but now
with every action documented
and all my thoughts detailed
i'm not sure why things are still
wrongside right... and such
there's never been any other time
no other time than now
with all my actions discouraged
and every thought carefully devised
i don't know why everything
travels with the weak
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
if everything were like this,
i'd be content
even now
i'll give everything for a smile
and much more if you whisper
even now
we'll stand amongst the films
to just be a part of something great
if everything were like this
i'd be content
i've never seen
such wonder and glory
in eyes from such a distance
and there is no harmony
sweeter than the ones
i have yet to hear
even now
i've stood on the ocean
to be closer to you
even now
i've lived another life
just to be a part of something great
if everything were like this
i'd be content
(but... i wouldn't be me)
i'd be content
even now
i'll give everything for a smile
and much more if you whisper
even now
we'll stand amongst the films
to just be a part of something great
if everything were like this
i'd be content
i've never seen
such wonder and glory
in eyes from such a distance
and there is no harmony
sweeter than the ones
i have yet to hear
even now
i've stood on the ocean
to be closer to you
even now
i've lived another life
just to be a part of something great
if everything were like this
i'd be content
(but... i wouldn't be me)
Friday, February 29, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
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