wrote this out of an upcoming beatles obsession...should be coming any time
Looking for my dreams in a trash filled garden.
Memories lost through the seas of what and why.
Give them back you selfish coward, shove them back.
What did I ever do to you?
Tread on your hair tread your face
but you've lost all feeling.
If you had it to begin with.
Golden sunset dances in my mind,
over a sea of forgotten time.
If it ever really happened.
Blurry lines drawn through my vision.
Which is which is which
I do not know.
Oh god where am I?
Where did they come from and he and she.
lost.
Speak up dear.
I cannot hear you.
The wind's too strong
Blow it over.
Can you see as I do?
Emotions, past mistakes.
Oh lord see what I mean?
Falling through her layers.
Dying dying.
Can't you see me crying?
Mr. Airplane
where did you go why did you go?
Don't you know those things can crash?
Down.
Oh but the grocerie man's staring
Down at me.
The eccentric-eyed child.
Don't you know that's a crime.
I'm not lying.
Not today not tonight.
Oh god they'll know
What i've been up to.
Staring at the billboards
But i'm not watching them.
Oh god don't you see?
Tranny looking at me through the pixelated eyes.
Cutting me up.
Torn like him.
His face shows me rivers.
I'm swiming down down.
Oh god going down down.
To the burial ground.
See the dance I make?
How peculiar they say.
They stare.
Oh god i'm dying.
Am I making sense to you?
If you only saw what I saw.
The trees cry to me.
Blurs to you, only blurs to you.
Stop stop rushin rushin around.
The world must be dizzy by now.
Mary goes round and round.
Jump in the circle.
Can't you see your dress fell down?
Oh no
Put it in focus
yeah
Chasin the rabbit around
Lying vegetarian.
And i'll never see him again.
Oh and he knows.
Can't you see
I'm not lying.
I'm dying.
The broken hearts bleed down on me.
From the treetops.
Acid rain.
Start your climb.
Oh you'll never make it up that high.
Don't you see
He's got both hands on your waist.
hands of needles.
Pin me down down down.
Down to the gound.
I'm going.
Write me, write me.
Let me know I've hit bottom.
Let me go I've hit bottom.
No saving me now.
I'm drowning in the ancient sea.
Under the golden sunset.
 Screaming Lord Byron · Sat May 31, 2008 @ 05:48am · 0 Comments |
