Thursday, July 2, 2009

What Keeps Me Running

Was it that strand of hair falling out of place and onto my face?
Tell me was it, was it now, that lump of sugar in my cup of coffee,
Did you.. oh did you turn the page when I stumbled and fell,
Tell me if you didn’t see us shining together on the back of that spoon.

So how did you free yourself from all the things that smell of forever,
How did it feel when you lied to yourself and rose so high,
How did it feel when you left the scene, the book, the movie,
What was the song that you hummed along?

And were you a victim now of the spider that had spun the web,
Did you dance on the ceiling, what were you feeling when the clock struck you down,
Did you call out now and did you shout my name when I lost my way,
Did you call me up, page me, rage me, stage me in hell?

And I ran all the way to my centre of gravity,
I sank into the shadows of the oh so tomorrow,
I saw your sepia sins in sweet slow motion, carrying me forward,
I closed my eyes and listened to the beat of my heart.

You give me hunger and my eyes watch you fade,
I keep on running, crossing the valley where I left you behind,
And I’m sorry but I just don’t trust the echoes I hear.
I fear the heights that pull me down to you.

And I am so far away from that stone temple of silent peace,
I am still waiting for my socks to give up on me and slide,
I don’t wanna find you in the curls of the holy smoke,
I don't wanna hear you rushing through my veins and bleed.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009


You could be the cry of a baby when the dawn breaks my dreams,
You could be the sound of the ocean inside the shell around me,
You could be the love that made me bitter and took you home,
But you wouldn’t choose to be the man in the mirror.

You could be the grass that died beneath her feet and yet,
Grew so green on the other side of love.
You could be the man with the few words I always used to describe you,
And yet you could never be the man who spoke to me.

You could be the voice that revolved around my universe and lost me,
And come and claim me when the darkness falls,
And then you take my hand and leave me flying without your love,
And I wouldn’t fall because this dream was mine.

You could be the leaf that fell from my nest above,
You could turn to dust and make a season when I cry,
You could touch the clouds and make the thunder claim my soul,
But I never was here for you to leave and go away.

You could be the reason I looked at me in the midday sun,
You could blind me with your lies and still make me smile.
You could taste the madness that makes you fall asleep inside her,
And never, never ask why I help you go mad.

And I want you to fall from the heavens,
And I want you to hurt me when you fall,
And I want you to make me come alive,
And I want you to burn inside my all.