Thursday, March 31, 2011

we are lovely spirits

we are lovely spirits
just blending into the atmosphere
kissing the sky a thousand times again
raising our glasses to the high hopes of high trees
trusting the current we are floating on
maintaining balance with no worries
calm like the dinner on our plates

these times do not matter
we are curious spirits
singing hymns of sorrow and grace
wandering ever so slowly past our graves
sleeping with the breeze tied to the old red post
deciding to wear our hair down and free
we are our own constant reminders

we are ghosts, we are spirits
becoming everything we swore we would be
when the book is done and signed off
we will be ghosts like we will be spirits
staring at the mirror catching a glance of each other
hoping that the hues of our eyes will match
the beautiful mountainside just beyond the horizon

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

misty blue

well miss, i will not mind this walk
if i get to walk with you
past the people and the trees
into the misty blue

to the edge of the sidewalk
my heart is jumping out my chest
growing ever so fond of you
for your eyes i am possessed

the sun is up so your smile is white
the moon it shines so your smile is bright
the feeling is new but it feels just right
you just might incite this night tonight

Friday, March 18, 2011

a rousing speech oh captain

why not the brand new day and cool crisp air
from where we'd like to be, cut off like my hair
i know i am a submarine with so much left to see
the skeptical captain of this ill fated journey
complete beauty in this state of awe, relax a bit and stare
we are lost inside our own goodness and blissfully unaware
with you and him and her and them inside this deep blue sea
captured in this paradise never to be free
oh captain my captain where do we go from here
i'm afraid we are completely lost and completely unaware
oh captain dear captain where can we go from here
your eyes tell our sad little story, you lips spell out despair
why all these negative states of mind, why are you so sad
all i know is gone and everything to be had has been had
there is nothing left but your blood, your heart, your eyes, your skin
your bones, your lips, the memories of where you have been
the people you have loved, hated, felt for a certain indifference
fought for at the fragile price of your neverending expense
the countless things that i abhor will forever stick to me
but there is no one else on this godforsaken planet i would rather be
these are all my proud scars on this journey into the sea
many doors have stayed tightly shut because i am a special key
countless times have i gone down without a bruise on my pale skin
the rope i walk on now is weak and ever so painfully thin
just floating in the gigantic midst of this mess of uncertainty
all this hope and full of love but nothing i could guarantee
but please have some faith in a person as low and unsure as me
the end is far and an uncertain gamble but i swear i will set you free
i will love you all the same my friend, without question without plea
i will hold you all the way my love, my companion under the sea

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

dear my dear

days go by with thoughts that change
feelings manipulated but still so sincere
this wrecking ball against my heart

a hundred dollars to pass the time
with my selfish, hidden, burning greed
but i am guilty all the same

rainy hair for rainy days
a radiant smile to dry my hands
many nights so rest assured

a joint for me, a joint for you
this was high school's glory days
yes, slowly baking in the sun

my future wife will sleep tonight
she likes to toy with and hide from me
but i will love her just the same

jesus christ he came to me
complaining he was tired of proper posture
wanting nothing but real genuine faith

blues birds they will chirp and sing
not to brighten up our vainglory days
but for their longing of something pure

my friends tell me they all care
they're all liars, they love themselves

but i am fine
that is really fine

because i'm really just like them
i think just like them
their faces are just mirrors

for the likes of me
for the likes of you
and the likes of you
and you
and you
and you
and the likes of you

because i'm really just like them

Monday, March 14, 2011

pulling rope

i tried to unwind
but i am in a bind
another round of breathing
just to pass the time

what we used to do
never had a clue
constant lapse in judgment
skipping broken tracks

here just pulling rope
efforts full of hope
this need for satisfaction
never ever sleep

Thursday, March 10, 2011

honest revelation

i am sick of this obvious truth
so entrancing and hauntingly acute
too bright for my eyes and too far away
it takes my sleep and happiness, so i will say
"i know what is right, and you are wrong
but you know me too well, i am not strong
matching my breath and the way that i think
you have me by my hair and now on the brink
i see all of the cracks all too very well
please don't let go, i swear i won't tell."

the winds they taunted me, knowing my predicament
and the truth spoke so slow, i knew what it meant
"along with the drop, with its echoes so long
i know it in words, i know it in song
like the gold and the love and the knowing you desire
i've been waiting so long, and i am now so tired
you are a girl, you are depressed with a lie
the years make you weak, so why do you try
outside the skies are now gray, the rain it is falling
i think you know what this means, you know what is calling
or are you an old man left with nothing you know
waiting for memories and living with woe
a once proud demeanor now the source of your embarrassment
your gold is exhausted, your life it is spent."

the grip loosens now, the end it is near
but with nothing left to hide, i make sure it can hear
"yes, i am weak and at times unaware
but i am sincere, i do nothing but care
you say what i already know, i know who you are
you are the girl at night, sitting in my car
the shoulder for my shame and neverending tears
the hands i can take to hide from my fears
you are my best friend and i will never let you go
holding on tight when i'm at my lowest low
you are the boy staring so curiously at me
holding out your hands so everything i can see
you are everything i am not, which makes you all i need
so to you i call out, so i've planted my seed
you can let me go, but you won't allow me to fall
i know what you know, i saw what you saw
with all my colours and all my doubts and all of my love
everything deep inside and way above
these words that i muster, the movements i will make
the most fucking honest revelation, and nothing for your sake."

Sunday, March 6, 2011

ancient cassette

no matter how many times these words crawled down our throats
they always came back as the purest of notes
even though you hated the awful music i sang
these letters combined and from them you would hang
so true like the broken glass caught in midair
straight into our skin but still we would stare
no matter the feeling that dug deep in our hearts
there is a happiness we know with no end and no start
in my dirty hands so eager to please
scarce opportunities we'd eagerly seize
i could tell by our smiles that in this very moment
when they told us of love, this is what they meant
our lives could be the picture we'd never forget
played back over and over in this ancient cassette