SONGS OF MY CHILDHOOD (12.25.11 12:14am)

SONGS OF MY CHILDHOOD

 

Waiting at the station the wind blows of cold ice to my heart

My brain drowned too far into the tunes of old days long past

Swirling and twirling within my brain

They danced and pranced to silent streets

Did your night go well?

The clown in the photo is one of black eyes and twisted lies

Forgiveness isn’t for this clown

I have drifted too far from shore under the crimson moonlight

Oh god, these flames in my head burn so

Yet they keep me on this path for fear of your earthly laugh

I dance on the edge of life and death each day I am away

Oh, please don’t worry about me for I am not worthy

Lies, lies, lies

Separated goodbyes

Burnt bridges and broken ties

Another empty cup of tea falling from the almond tree

I must learn to laugh away these heavy tides that rain down on lost ships

The demons are dancing wild and alive in me again

A voice screams in the darkness to make it all leave and flea from me

Chapped lips in the bitter cold shiver from anticipation of you coming home

Oh, please believe me, my love

These eyes are lost from sight without you next to me tonight

Goodnight, I will always be here to hold you tight

For it is time to turn off this light.

Reviews

[Donald Meikle]

Flee! apart from that I am impressed with this flow of feeling in painted words