Seraphim
What Music
Tell Me, Is There Any Left?
The Accordion Lady
It Will Eat You
Change
Sketches
That I Have Already Had
Lend You Some Nirvana
He
You're My Cadaver
Running Down
Blissful Traveler
Somnambulistic
Beige Ambitions
World of Hours
Seraphim
Seraphim are striking him
Telling him to sink, not swim
Engulfed in tides of living strife
He'll drown in there for all his life
What Music
I'm singing to you
With a drop of today, tomorrow
A little bit of dawn in dancing
Looking for the day
A last taste, another touch
It's beautiful
From beside
With tracing fingers it flys
Singing to you
Words of today, tomorrow
A little bit
Let yourself lose
And be
What music we can hear
Is fleeting
Until today, tomorrow
It's already there
Tell Me, Is There Any Left?
I think that's for another day
Another way, another time
Another broken, dirty dime
A crime that I can't see at all
Just a sort of seething gall
A fall that's in a straight line sideways
A merry jaunt, we ride the highways
My way's got a few less laughs
At least it isn't blindly daft
My path is sent from fears to you
Don't do the things they want you to
Few will take you that far through
You knew it but pretended not
And now behold the things you've got
I fought and look what it got me
From out here I can barely see
Three paths occur to my small mind
In truth or lies the joy you find
Bind your limbs and know the third
But only if your soul's a bird
Heard have we the victors' cries
Such you know the pain could rise
Eyes are closed, we've got each other
One day we will find another
Brother sister clench your fists
Pretend that you can't see your wrists
List the ways that we are strong
Pretend that it won't take so long
Sing songs within a storm of theft
Tell me, is there any left?
A deft attack deep in the gray
I think that's for another day
The Accordion Lady
I'm alive in the way of the air that's between us
Flowing but solid but singing away
I can feel all the weight
of the dust that surrounds us
Pressing in closer and waving my way
But I am not here like your grounded refusal
To give your surroundings a passing perusal
The spheres sing for me
like the sleeping of sages
Telling the terror and joy of the ages
And you are all dancing through miles of stone
And though I'm existing I don't feel alone
Your path of resisting speaks not of your life
But only the mistress
that you've called your wife
It Will Eat You
Watch the silly suns collapse and know they'll live another day /
But how can we survive in here when all we do is pray? /
I've got a smashing summer light that's underneath the black /
Ask with love and I just might decide to give it back /
Seven days to rest a day this smug and tired grin /
Dripping dry a flowing sight a manic shouting din /
The torn teeth you're gonna meet the one that it will flay /
It will eat you it will eat you summer summer day
Second rate and tired hate finding words that overrate /
Happy you can see your face in grease caked on your plate /
Tacky road goes straight to god you're fed but undernourished /
Sign away your soul okay you're happy as a tourist /
Wishing that the spark you saw will give itself away /
It will eat you it will eat you summer summer day
Feeling lost in summer frost it crushes like a leaf /
To know that all the world will show will only pay the thief /
Yonder is this work of his you're crying like a kid /
Sorry that we didn't care for anything you did /
Write on walls to scream your falls a thousand yards away /
It will eat you it will eat you summer summer day
Change
Somehow the blinding flame is apathetic. A sliding sideways rain of plastic sincerity, fueled by the false enthusiasm of tomorrow's paycheck. The smile is done from memory, the eyes desperately screaming for release.
Seventeen cents are dropped into my hand, and I add them to the metallic mass that fills my pocket. I might have paid properly had I the courage to count slowly.
I take the magazine and glance at her behind the counter, knowing she thinks herself happy.
Knowing the great futility of my soulless purchase, I consider for a blink that it could be better. She watches me leave, but knows I have nowhere special to go, and she remains there in her happy trance.
Sketches
My fading facade won't hideaway face, and into my heart burned fall out my grace, floating and shaking down under your lace
I cannot stop these open words talking. I am not all I thought me to be. I never considered you didn't need me
I know I'm imperfect, but when I watch matters my mind always flatters, and if I could see my reflection in you, I'd finally know if my sketches are true
Repent from relent I spoke as I rose, but wavered my voice and dirty my clothes. And do you know if I've entered the new? I knew on that day that I'd always love you
That I Have Already Had
It must be the breeze around me
That's cool, and rolling on my face
Through the air, and over there
That makes this wooden bench feel empty
Even with me sitting here.
It's bright out and the sky is blue
But it's dwarfed by silence moving through
Teeming like a living thing
Here to make me feel alone.
It's not that I'm not doing that
But sureness I'm the only one
Out here basking in the sun
While others are all drawing lines.
I'd like to find a little hole
And hide in there my feeling soul
That it won't be should make me glad
Because that I have already had.
So why will I not smile and laugh?
It's because my world's been cut in half
But not the half I'd wanted gone
It took both sides but sang no song
So tell me where my soul could go
Or if I die which ones should know
Lend You Some Nirvana
I am trying not to smile I am trying not to laugh trying to be a pessimist like I'm supposed to be but cynicism has no grounds for anyone who has a house I barely even had to build it but just found myself within its walls how I'd like to know some secret that I could give to all of you because I find that I am happy and it's something I'd almost forgotten and how good it feels to feel
But when I saw you in the corner with the ocean falling from your face I wanted just to give you that which would let you see the worth in waiting for the world's way and I can lend you some nirvana if you find that you might need it because mine is more that I could need and it feels wrong to me regardless so it might be for the better if I gave it all to you
And somehow on some level I might want a good return somewhat better it's what I've always known that when I'm sad it makes me whole and when I'm happy it feels a lie like someone somewhere who knows where has erred and even though it's come together I wonder if I should go back to what was meant so I will lend you my nirvana and if you like it you can keep it
He
He says my name
and i know He says the truth
ashes are gone
and the words flow through
and you know He's spoken to me
it scares you but you trust me
when i say we're not alone
if only i could really tell you
that we are always home
You're My Cadaver
I was better off, I thought,
For ignorance is bliss
You cannot know if you aren't up
If you don't know what you've missed
The ground was sinking,
Then just in time
Just long enough to keep me alive
You came to me, and set me free
But it seemed you would not let me be
Played your little game, then left
Thank you all the same
Now you're my cadaver
Because I know that I won't let you go
I should have known I couldn't have her
And the world just seems to go so slow
They say you shouldn't prod a corpse
But I can't believe that it's all dead
Just a falling star in the edge of my eye
My thirst was quenched but I wasn't fed
The hopes and dreams, they flowed so freely
Then wondering about your feelings
Wondering about our dealings
Once I was an optimist
Despite the signs, I kept the faith
Though my thoughts were spinning like a wheel
And still today, as Wright would say
You let me know, how do you feel?
My mind and heart will not agree
One knows it never was
The other had such perfect plans
That now dissolve to fuzz
Still you're my cadaver
Because I know that I won't let you go
I should have known I couldn't have her
And the world, it seems to go so slow
Running Down
I dreamt of what I've done
And all the things to come
And all that has once been
And all that isn't clean
And all that has been made
And all that will not fade
And I gave these things to you
And you took them
And you crushed them
And you put them on the fire
While you labeled me a liar
And as I watched them melt
You asked me how I felt
As they spread onto the embers
Running down.
I wrote everything out
On the pillows, on the walls
In that room you put me in.
I tried to ignore the screaming
All throughout the halls
But I guess that's life
In the loony bin.
And that little square of sunlight
Melted the paint I'd made
But I couldn't get that angry
When everything was so soft.
So as you looked the other way
I watched my creations slip away
Sliding down the padded walls
Running down.
You smiled, you laughed
You gathered around me.
I wondered, how daft,
That you now resound me
All up and down your city streets
All my splendour, all my feats.
But I don't know
What I'm doing right.
It feels like it's a dream of night
For here is all I ought to need.
With dull surprise I start to bleed.
I watch the blood flow from my veins
Land below my feet and stain.
How can I be alive but see it
Running down?
Blissful Traveler
Mirror, mirror, says the seer
No need to fear, my dear
You walk the path of the blissful traveler
You wanted to see the starlight from the stars
Leave now if you seek an answer
No one can be supplied
But you can find what's meant for you
Yet this blissful traveler sighed
Do I know that I exist?
Or am I spirit for another?
What if I have never lived
And I'm just some soul's helper?
Will it end and we won't know
We'll rest in air between the seams
Or do I make a thousand scenes
Each time I go to dream?
Somnambulistic
And it suddenly happened
And you're there.
You're half my size
With twice my hair.
And I can't help but say
Isn't that cliché?
But no better rendition
Could you portray.
Now I'm there
But you're here
And to think I said
I had nothing to fear.
So I'm feeling
Somnambulistic, from it all.
My arms are reeling
As I sleep through my free fall.
Beige Ambitions
I'm trying to ignore
Those things you said before
That left me feeling sore
And walking out the door.
You say we're all alike
Then you say to take a hike.
Well, we have an open mic
So say all that you like.
One day we'll all be beige
And both the sides are crying.
One day we'll all be beige
So why is it we're dying?
I'm missing something here
Whatever's held so dear
Whatever brings this fear
Whatever brought us here.
Of course we all are one
We're fed by that same sun
So there's no call to shun
Because the ascendance isn't done
Because transcendance hasn't won.
One day we'll all be beige
I hope that suits you fine.
One day we'll all be beige
Else we're running out of time.
World of Hours
O what's going on
In this world of ours
When the days are weeks
And the minutes are hours?
The flowers fade
And the fruit sours.
The sun gives up
And the full moon glowers.
Darkness thrives
Or is it night?
All that's known
Is a pointless fight
To find a course
Marked by light
To all but none
Perhaps to blight.
But even that
Is a welcomed change
Away from neutral
On the range.
To good, or bad
Just some exchange
Where this or that
You can arrange.