Friday, October 9, 2009

My heart dying

I’m waiting, my heart dying
It’s drizzling, the sun fading
Am calling, and calling, and calling
My heart dying

I’m drinking, my head spinning
It’s raining, the night falling
And am thinking, and thinking, and thinking
My heart dying

I’m drowning, my soul begging
A storm is raging, new dawn breaking
And am crying, and crying, and crying
My heart dying

Am praying, my eyes opening
The sun is rising, a day blossoming
And am walking away, and walking
My heart buried.

The vain and the naive

The wind is blowing
the sail is tearing
Your boat is rocking
in the sixth sea a storm is raging
but your captain is young
soon you'll be home and dry

The sky is cloudless
a vulture is scanning
a future scorched
in the third season your crop is wilting
but your rainmaker is young
soon you'll be home with grain

The isle is lone, the bell tolls
the choir is still
in the eleventh hour your hope is dying
but your bride is young
soon you'll be home wed

so the world again cries for the vain and the naive
for no angel in heaven, falling or fallen
can save a heart in a child's arms

Who will love you when am gone?

I could rise up as the sun goes down
All sorrow safe in a backpack I’d go with the sunset
A lonely man without a past
But I’d worry
Who will catch you when you fall?

I could fly like a kite high and free
A departed soul find my place with the stars
A dream gone with the wind
But I’d worry
Who will hold you when you’re down?

I could take root, sink deep and spread wide in new earths
Like a babe I’d talk to strangers
Wild oats in sea of wheat
But I would worry
Who will love you when am gone?

Razed Castles

So much changes,
all remains the same.
Its been said before,
by men of days gone.
What we cant have,
is all we die to have.
So we cry in the dark,
over razed castles we never owned.
Spilt milk we'd never drink,
sour grapes.
And the world turns,
and turns again.
A lot more changes,
a lot remain the same.

a love fool

In my dreams we soar high and fly far,
we sway with abandon in the winds of your land,
I've drank from the eternal springs of your gods in time,
but a bird in my head keeps humming;
you said yu'd love to do my friend.

In my dreams am devote to your gods,
cast away my beliefs I venerate your temples,
I've learnt your norms like many a good slave,
but a choir in my head keeps singing;
you said I can leave, you'll fast get another.

In my dreams I've lost my pride and me,
spun me into yarn am woven on to you,
like a silk wept am holding tightly on to warp,
but a devil with a tail keeps asking;
who slept in your bed last night?

a love fool builds a paradise of cards on sand,
firms it slowly with intricate webs of lies,
I'll not loose my heart bit by bit, bit by bit,
for there's an angel on my pillow saying;
wake up child, dont dream its over.