Dark Muse
01-06-2009, 11:23 PM
Midnight Sun
We drink by night
neath blood-red starlight
where the horizon fades
in shades of gray
The sky like a grave
with cracks in the moon
and the waters frozen
just like our bones
We play music
that belongs to the dead
and sing songs
never meant to be understood
Warmed by our rum
never bothered by love
like the waves of the sea
it washes in and it washes
away
But here we are under a
Midnight Sun where always
we plan to stay, souls
on the gravel walk
listening to the spirits talk
Everything taste a little sweeter
when you close your eyes
and ride the river Lethe
as it all just hums through
your blood.
We drink by night
neath blood-red starlight
where the horizon fades
in shades of gray
The sky like a grave
with cracks in the moon
and the waters frozen
just like our bones
We play music
that belongs to the dead
and sing songs
never meant to be understood
Warmed by our rum
never bothered by love
like the waves of the sea
it washes in and it washes
away
But here we are under a
Midnight Sun where always
we plan to stay, souls
on the gravel walk
listening to the spirits talk
Everything taste a little sweeter
when you close your eyes
and ride the river Lethe
as it all just hums through
your blood.