seized in this torrent
And trapped in a mesh
Wait till the end
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seized in this torrent
And trapped in a mesh
Wait till the end
Wait till the end
song composed of sullen loss
long ago our tune
long ago our tune
it's heard through the thickest walls
but now our swan song
But now our swan song
has come at last to the end
and sweet death awaits
And sweet death awaits
Why did we succumb to this?
Where did it go wrong?
where did it go wrong?
ahead a deep wide future
narrow past behind
narrow past a head
winds a blowing frigid, cold
this is how it ends
This is how it ends
happiness you will never
Compass in your heart
compass in your heart
points to me, not north or south
I am ever true
I am ever true
I am the lord of the ring
I am the greatest! lol
I am the greatest
Lie of all time: Personal
Experience. Ha!
Experience. Ha!
would not come in the cradle
Injun . grow up fast
injun . grow up fast
when carbon explodes inside
wheels keep turning
wheels keep turning
and you sit there like a spoke
turning and turning
Turning and turning
the seasons forever change
upon fates wheel
upon fates wheel
ride your deeds and actions all
you watch helplessly!
you watch helplessly
as stillborn worlds wheel away
blind to every plight
blind to every plight
untouched by calamities
I trod the odd path.
I trod the odd path
villages, taverns, culverts
observed in the night
Observed in the night
my starlit queen on her throne
forever watching
forever watching
its image in the river
the moon smiles at night.
the moon smiles at night
water hidden from the sun
shown to distant stars
shown to distant stars
the way to unknown black holes
pulsates with darkness.
pulsates with darkness
in some fearful hidden place
the light ebbs slowly
the light ebbs slowly
fireflies and our sweet love
fade as life to death
Fade as life to death
caught within the photograph
stolen out of time
Stolen out of time
On a sleepy winter's night.
The tea is sweet warm.
stolen out of time
no hiding place to be found
so just surrender
stolen out of time
pebbles at the rivers edge
taken from the flow
ooops...Virgil beat me, so....
The tea is sweet warm
the stirring swirl hypnotic
clinking spoon wakens
one thousand pardons
speaking without listening
crimson on my cheeks
crimson on my cheeks
wanting to take it all back
but you won't let me
clinking spoon wakens
my one hundred meter stare
new day in china
new day in China
following the sharemarket
the numbers are cold
the numbers are cold
the counting frozen solid
chill me to the bone
chill me to the bone
in the freezer go the chops
Tuesday brings a thaw
Tuesday brings a thaw
Saturday is bleak and wet
crocus stirs below
crocus stirs below
turning over in its sleep
waiting to be called
waiting to be called
there's a message from the king
we two have a dream
we two have a dream
floating over our eyelids
shining in our eyes