Colors changing
Textures rearranging
Motions trace
Don't look at my face
Secrets are mine
Transported through time
Stars dance
Gimmie one more chance
Fear becomes known
Wondering if I'm alone
My limbs are gone
This didn't take long
My thoughts scatter
Doesn't really matter
Didn't really belong to me
Wonder why I couldn't see
It's all so clear now
Still wondering how
I came to be
The way I never saw me
I'm still feeling it
My head feels heavy, just a bit
I'm growing numb
But I still want some
Time to sleep
To myself keep
Am I forever lost
With my soul as the cost?
Can't hardly think
Seeing traces of pink...
Colors changing
Textures rearranging...
fall to silent hates
Now Heaven's praise
a flash of light to clear the haze
over sovern land
Stands a magic man
On the space of finer lines than broken mirrors
and towered highs
Oh save my soul Black Water
open your doors now for sinners ways
Oh save my soul Black Water
looking through to brighter moons and darker days
-Justin L. Cale
because you most love the
ones that are gone, for you
will never see then again.
The color of death is gold
because of the golden rays
from heaven."
-Justin L. Cale
The wild man calls
Hiding deep in the forest
He buries the skulls
The crying that comes from
Beneath the trees
Belongs to he who
Bows down on his knees
His story- one of pain and strife
Hating the world that
Ruined her life
*Yeah Babe, we all got it tough
Ain't no shame in it
You're a diamond in the rough
Hold on tight and
Don't let go
You're one with the night
Don't let go*
You feel her pain
Resounding in your heart
You know the anguish
That tears her apart
From the glass
To her lips
The poison
That drips
She swallows the hurt
Pretending she wasn't burnt
Then the buzz
Slowly dies...
And all that's left to see
Is the World's cruel vicious lies
*Yeah Babe, we all got it tough
Ain't no shame in it
You're a diamond in the rough
Hold on tight and
Don't let go
You're one with the night
Don't let go*
Harder to comprehend...
More than a year gone;
Finally came to an end.
All for nothing,
Hate the thought...
Overwhelmed by memories
No longer to be fought.
A time once feared...
Longed for just the same;
Facing the darkness
Demons became tame.
Wanted familiarity...
Could never be right;
Blindfolds are off,
Brought back the sight.
