Monday, July 27, 2009

flower on fire

take me down
sweet sweet rose
shoot your poison up my nose
brown eyed susan when you explode
wrap your thorny fingers around my soul

i want to go deep down to the center of the earth
if i choke i know your honey will quench my thirst
i want to know the secrets of your universe

a blaze of ultraviolet in the smokey sky
and it’s raining may azaleas on the fourth of july
spring fever flash it’s summertime
but it ain’t easy when you’ve got a one track mind

i want to go deep down to the center of the earth
if i choke i know your honey will quench my thirst
i want to know the secrets of your universe

flower on fire
just like the hummingbird
sometimes i see only red
and i want to cross the world for you
flower on fire
you can kill the candlelight
just lead me to your garden party
and I’ll perform tonight for you

hey daisy sniper
you aim for the heart
i’ve got a burning suspicion that mine’s fallen apart.

Monday, July 20, 2009

waltz for the yearning

threw up in the hotel de france in downtown vienna
glass chandeliers in every room
cappucino st. stephen and his cathedral
still spinning round inside my head
the ferris wheel is turning out a waltz for the yearning
but the past just slips away fast so i move slowly on
as a parade heel then slap
one by one they ascend and descend outside the door

dressed all in black
st. james in a bottle at my back
i'm left with the morning and a new song to remember tonight

sleep in peace for we'll still fight
when everyone has gone
just step out into the light
and you'll never ever be alone
and don't forget to remember...
me

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Wasted Thoughts

One day,
The 9th Battalion Of The King’s Own Electric Light Infantry said:
We won’t go,
We’re not going to do that anymore.
And the rock throwers and poets said:
What the hell took you so long to see?!
Then both sides spit, shook and went home;
Wondering why nobody ever seems to have the courage to speak out sooner,
To be the first one,
To be loud enough to make sure you are heard.

So many wasted thoughts, ideas, dreams, songs, people ...

Gone forever.

For what?