A Place I Used To Go.
I used to breathe you in like familiar land. I know every landmark like the back of my hand. The secret place always warm and tender. To heat my bones, a broken heart mender.
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I used to breathe you in like familiar land. I know every landmark like the back of my hand. The secret place always warm and tender. To heat my bones, a broken heart mender.
Pour in. Pour in. Pour in. Displace and replace. Like storm clouds into a peaceful sky. A shout into a quiet room. A tragedy into a dull day. Or common sense into an otherwise Republican mind.
Devotion parts. A stranger's lips. Meeting hands. Gazing eyes. Brings about,. Momental slips. Heartfelt calls. Voice exchange. Endearment. Longing. 3am ennui. Sleepless hours. Occupying vacancy.
If I were a daisy Or a buttercup so gay, Children'd hold me under their chin And laugh the day away.
When in trouble I turn to this band Lyrics and music Masterful and grand A rush of blood to the head God put a smile upon your face I tell myself don't panic I'm safe in my place As the albulm...
The clouds rumble Change. Rain in torrents Pain.
Cloud over a day. Hiding the light. Invoking the rain. Awaiting storms. Reforming the dawn. Inviting the grey. One sideways glance. Erases the day. Retrospective. My heart selective. Self reliance.
I shook my own hand And travelled deep within me My skin absorbed the wind and the drought My heart seduced the veins around it And crawled within me The sands took stand To dry the love within...
Call the cries Whisper... Screams.. The fog of sighs drifting... trapped... To be in the skies My heart filled tear the moon... hiding... The beauty in fear Kissing the stars Magic... Mystic...
Spilling down the windowsill, Glistening diamonds, falling out of the sky. Silver droplets, pouring out of the goblets of the gods, Shining arrows, Tearing trough the sky.
Birds in the sky, they've all gone to bed. Drops have faded into puddles and the leaves are dead. No-one's alive at this time of night. I'm all alone and basking in the moonlight.
There's a tension in the air tonight. The clouds are burning, oh so bright. Reflections cast an eery light. Rain please let you fall. Wind is humming through the trees. Hackles rise, emotions seize.
A single chord struck in a room Struck a chord with me. The first, the third, the fifth. Harmony Uncomplicated Natural Mellow and sweet Hanging in the air like the fragrance of jasmine.
Meaning: In a state of confusion and disorder. Origin: This is an extension of the nautical phrase 'at sea' and dates from the days of sail when accurate navigational aids weren't available.
Fey. Can charm the petals. Off the moon. She walks in the corridors. Of confidence. I am a smear on the painting. Of her days. A drying blemish. Fey,. so strange and complicated. Drunk on Sundays.
Colour your heart. as if painted. for me it to hold. Kiss of infinite. time tears of a beauty. star teardrops. Black veiled. star covered all. divine circle ring. Gazing tranquil. new beginning.
Weather isn't merely an annoyance, it is a mood swing. The sun can beam down in all it's glory and light up your life with the warmth of its rays.
Dance in the dark. Fade into the darkness of the night. There is no room for light. You feel like you can't stand the sunlight. There is only a place for the stars.
It seems like trouble is brewing, which always makes me frown. When shadows engulf our minds and throw away our crowns. When something happens, it fills everyone with rage.
Beat back these colors from my sight. I care to see them not. Yet vibrant hues of stubborn spring. remain. Spring's song my soul forgot. Beat back these colors from my sight. Discordant to my eye.
On the dreariest of days the clouds oppress the skies. The flowers fail to smile. The sun refuses to shine. The wind adds an edge to the atmosphere. This is when the birds sing the blues.
In the summer I sprawl out, When I lay inside my bed... Trying to find a cold spot, And somewhere comfy to lay my head. In the winter I curl up tight, There I hug my knees.
Deep inside your valley You are cold Your pulse beats hard Your life's blood quickens Yet a stillness Ice that thickens Spreads in shards Toward your heart Your body betrays you Tense beneath The...
I am waiting patiently for my mind to seep back through my body. My solidity and substance have kindly taken leave. Separate now.