When we were kids, You called me on the telephone, and when you did, for a minute I felt less alone. Now that we’re grown, what fills my ear? All that I can hear -- just a dial tone. Turning the page, it curls and breaks just like the waves after an earthquake. Words in an array dancing like a ballet... my heart on display, arranged in a bouquet, for a woman named ____.
Category: lyrics & poetry
‘Intimate’
Lips locked up like they’re glued. Color me blue, I’ll paint you too. Three words to say, “I miss you.” “I’m sorry,” I can say with two. I promise, someday I’ll follow through. Drive alone, eyes up on the rear view. Worlds apart but we share the same moon. Intimate: a taboo I never knew. Wait for me until the day I debut. I promise someday I’ll know you too.
‘Hunted’
Mapping my way with feelings, Stumbling, head is reeling. Shadow of doubt still creeping, Blood leaking through clenched teeth. Misinterpreting meanings, This trail is so misleading. Glass in my feet, keeps bleeding, Marking my way through this dream. When will I find my way out? I’ve seen these trees before, like the warnings I’ve ignored. The home of my greatest war: a corridor with no doors. I know what I’m looking for.
‘Shinobae’
Queen of the arcade machines. Eyes that shine like aquamarines. Her high score is just obscene. A smile that outshines the screen. Hey, hey hey! Won’t you show me that combo someday? Shinobae! Will she slow down for you? No way! Hey, hey hey! Won’t you show me that combo someday? Shinobae! Hope to play against you one day. Quick with the sticks, ready to fight. Dressed in twilight and neon light. For her, it’s all about the game. For them, she’s a crown to claim. Hey, hey hey! Won’t you show me that combo someday? Shinobae! Will she slow down for you? No way! Hey, hey hey! Won’t you show me that combo someday? Shinobae! Hope to play against you one day.
‘Daybreak’
If you would let me hold your hand, I promise not to let you fall. I'll do my best to understand, I'll be the pillow where you land. If you let me into your heart, I will always answer your call. If I see it begin to part, I'll glue it back before it starts. If you reveal to me your mind, I will wander its many halls. I can get lost in your designs. I can learn your ways over time.
‘Shadows’
Will my eyes betray me if I look too closely? Battered by missing wings, will you just fade away, like wavering smoke rings broken in the bold breeze? What will the sun reveal? Shadow cast upon steel stitched to both my heels: the thoughts that I concealed, my hurt that had not healed, a harbinger so surreal. Changing shapes, give and take, toil in the soil and sand. No silent helping hands. Now I can understand there was no guardian waiting for me to stand. Flip the switch, close the door, watch it consume the floor, multiply into more sunken depths to explore: my every eyesore washing up on the shore.
‘Pillow’
One thing that I know: for your cheek, my chest is so the perfect pillow.
‘Nap’
Take a nap with me. Let the sound of our breathing carry you to sleep.
‘The Wolf Mother’s Mantra’
They scour our kingdom, the searing scent of spent gunpowder, erecting their stone towers, and hiding inside them like cowards. These are your final hours. Imagine the forgotten spring's flower and endless afternoon rain showers. May your flesh grant power, May our enemies be devoured.
‘Encounter’
She's always so articulate, her voice: my favorite instrument, never a hint of dissonance no matter the predicament. Her iris exhausts the infinite and her mind mirrors her magnificence. Her smile is brilliant and not so innocent. Her touch: unrivaled among stimulants, unable to be simulated, deeper than the definition of 'intimate', and I am the content participant.
andante 