Daynight

Color your love and gaze
silver to gold.
Moon set the sun ablaze;
daynight unfold.

Stars can’t shine through you,
burn the way you do.

Warm my hands for this…
Wrap your mind to this…
Shoot us through with a frozen light.

Filter through out of space
into my soul.
Empty eternal grace…
nothing is whole.

Stars shine out through you,
incinerating blue.

Warm my hands for this…
Wrap your mind to this…
Shoot us through with a frozen light.

Colors of love will take
time to expose.
Purple to silver breaks
daynight, a rose.

Shine stars through darkrooms,
chemicals of noon.

My hand warms to you…
Your mind turns my blue…
Shooting daynight through frozen light.

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Song for the Night

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.
So I’m leaving you this song
because our memories aren’t real.
They’re nothing solid to feel.

And all our lies and truths and joys and pains
will all seem beautiful once again.

You’re gonna wonder where I’ve gone,
crying to hope to come along.
But you can’t follow me here, my dear.
So when you close your eyes my words are near.

And though your world will forget about me
within this song I’ll still be seen.

You must forgive me;
I got carried away.
You must forget me
as you’re carried away.

I’m gonna miss you when you’re gone.
‘Cause nothing stays around here long.
And someday you will write
a song for someone else’s night.

And when you do, please let them know
there’s nowhere else for us to go.

 

The Sun Through You

All I want is to see the sun through you
like the night that divides me into two.

I’ll follow you through this town.
Give my life up to feelings that drown
me in the moonlight where I’m always found

between my lies. You fly away
on wings of light as bright as day
while in the night you’re all I see
as I sleep through life just like a dream.
You are the sun, you are the one.
Under this spell, your will is done.

Who could ever leave the sun through you?

Like the night that divides me into two,
all I want is to see the sun through you.

Little Things

And the little things
I never thought
could ever get away;

they have just run straight
from my mind again
no matter what I say.

Could
it
be?

I never thought that this could happen to me.
I never thought my mind could ever fade.

Now, I must begin another way of doing everything,
and now I must begin another way of seeing everything,
and now I must begin another way of hearing everything,
and now I must begin another way of feeling everything,
but I am too old to begin this life that I must lead today.

And the little things
I never thought
could ever get away;

they have just run straight
from my mind again
no matter what I say.

I will never begin a new way of doing anything,
and I will never begin a new way of seeing anything,
and I will never begin a new way of hearing anything,
and I will never begin a new way of feeling anything
because I am far too old to ever begin doing anything at all.

Fractals

Look through the world’s mirror –
There’s nothing that we ever view
outside the things we’ve always seen.
For, everything is just the same
as everything that’s ever been,
and everything is all that’s ever seen.

What I see is
everything I ever see
reflected through the mirror at me, and
what I see is
everything that you could be
reflected through this mirror I see here.

What you are is
everything that you could be,
but all of that is only me. And
what I am is
everything that I can be,
and all of that is what you see.

For, all of that which you can be
is everything. It’s all I see,
and everything that I can be
is everything. It’s all you see
reflected in the world’s mirror of me.

Look through the world’s mirror –
There’s nothing that we ever view
outside the things we’ve always seen.
For, everything is just the same
as everything that’s ever been,
and everything is all that’s ever seen.

My Dark Garden

Sunbeams at break of day
might shine through the words I say,
but all that’s bright
can never light
these songs I sing for you.

Hide on my shadowed throne,
tending nightmares alone.
All my dark garden’s grown
is everything that you have ever feared.

And so when I sing my rhymes to you
do not pluck their bulbs so beautiful.
Do not smell scents shrouded in blues.
Do not taste their flavors of evil.

Everything I’ve ever said, I said it all for you,
to steal all that you have loved and feed the light in you.

Sunbeams at break of day
might shine through the words I say,
but all that’s bright
can never light
these songs I sing for you.

Here on my shadowed throne
where nightmares grow on their own
I sit, and I cry alone
for everything that you have ever…

Love is not what we’ve all been taught,
and truth is not something that’s forgot.
Pain is what we’ve been taught is love.
Truth can grow below to light above.

Everything I’ve ever said, I said it all for you,
to light the way that you must go with knowledge in these hues.

Sunbeams at break of day
might shine through the words I say,
but all that’s bright
can never light
these songs I sing for you.

Hide on my shadowed throne,
tending nightmares alone.
All my dark garden’s grown
is everything that you have ever feared.