I have got something to do, I am an ant you see. I have got someplace to go, If you listen you'll know.
The violin strings on my heart, Lifting, stripping, and breaking apart. I feel it with my breathing in. I feel it with my breathing out. The echoing melody is a sorrow. Its distant wail turns sun to snow. And I have known it. I have heard it before not long ago, When I searched my …
Because of us, it slit itself open, and set itself on fire. A messenger, And a message of peace.
There is a silent room somewhere, But I take it with me everywhere. Where I stretch my mind in its expanse. And let the clogs struggle to understand. What life to lead. What life truly is. Until I am wise, until I am calm.
I have been captured by the void. It strung me up and had me harmed. There was no singing in the midst of it. There was no wisdom in this pirate seat. Sorrow drained me to my single tear, And I cried out. Light struck the ground and all did disappear.
Its been long since I ate that boat that took me to the river. Now I need another boat, and I need another river.
You woke up and went your way. You found nothing, not a place to stay. Only you and a constant doom. Only you in a lonely room. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=egYO1e8OYHA&feature=youtu.be SaveSave
How can one, With the mood of salt Be the one, To keep a steady thought How can I Be bold as ice. When different times, I freeze my eyes. My tears in winter, The ridge between us. And yet I am, The wisest height. How can I, Whose lost with fright, Be the one, …
There are days when nothing moves me. Do I remain seen? Or am I simply forgotten in the moment, Of someone else's revelry.