Dash board songs
Played foward in tunnel speed
Jazzed about beginnings
Finally meeting needs
Howl at the moon
On this long desperate night
Wrap arms pulled close
On a single soul
Matters not what is out there
The ride is all alone
With closed eyes
Navigates the soul
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Words...just words...
Run back, dressing with each step
Worry not, minicked with each step
Forgotten that it is just play
Forgotten that nothing is agreed apon
Wanting the splash of passion
Wanting to feel it's air
Worry not, minicked with each step
Forgotten that it is just play
Forgotten that nothing is agreed apon
Wanting the splash of passion
Wanting to feel it's air
Friday, June 29, 2007
Words...just words...
Not going to run foward
Stepping back is only in vain
Standing still will take nothing away
Want to know the future
Want to see the past
Just read it as it is
Take what you will
Make what you want
Have and to hold
It slips no where
It breaks into glass
Stepping back is only in vain
Standing still will take nothing away
Want to know the future
Want to see the past
Just read it as it is
Take what you will
Make what you want
Have and to hold
It slips no where
It breaks into glass
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Words...just words...
She dances slowly
In a smoked filled room
Touching sound within a groove
Closing her eyes and feels it there
Unseen lover, touches her hair
Passing time of her own heart beat
Slowly stepping to catch the beat
Eyes of strangers cause a stare
Unsettled words float in the air
He aches to join her
To meet her mood
Standing off, within that room
Apart of a crowd, that's not really there
Just fading back, becoming apart of the stare
In a smoked filled room
Touching sound within a groove
Closing her eyes and feels it there
Unseen lover, touches her hair
Passing time of her own heart beat
Slowly stepping to catch the beat
Eyes of strangers cause a stare
Unsettled words float in the air
He aches to join her
To meet her mood
Standing off, within that room
Apart of a crowd, that's not really there
Just fading back, becoming apart of the stare
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