something old

sunday 29/06/08

ive lost my lay
whos the hand to hold me higher
whos the sight to the buyers

ive lost my lay
taken time from takers
forever the miss mistaken

ive lost my mind
due course of due water
a rug to cover the rust

given strength of songs
words deciphered to gone
leaving more to discover
the world as one, we will never see
the dream we talk will never be

ive lost my lay
ive lost my mind
and so much left

not ever alone
always with these voices
not my mind
not my lay

ive lost my lay
due course of due water
a rug to cover the rust
repeated in another day

^^^^^^


laughters slaughter silences of us
until then the powerful fill
hidden flaws of spoken laws

steady rush of lost ones
walks a steep step to take

tailoring coils of electric heat
tailoring past times of mystery
tailoring memories you have, forgotten

as i forgot to allow myself to see
now founding a life half lived
in what i am
the rest in another world

living fighting, fought and found

its better in black deepness
thinking of nothing
but lines are filling
ages flying

our souls never dying
liquor shifting us to feel old enough
when will we be old enough to no longer be blinded

the taste of new sin
the book buried to depths
a death to the way we arrived

lost and found
missing from the life left behind
another time to fight
the breath of the death
letting the demons win
when faith is a possibility
of life's light
truth

^^^^^^


Structured to differ
the rolling stone, a base for the river
found- dug out by the music bound
amused by the loudness of you
amused by the figures of us as fools
painted in bright
colours to stone greyed nights

to be us in hand in turning tunes
of years over landing
to space between air and dreams
truth unbound
thunder shuddering the seems
lost in finds

^^^^^^


im a new man
saved by the blood
im a new man
no longer sitting in time
im an new man
saved by the bread
im a new man
now sitting with time
im a new man