Rubble (Left in October)

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I once knew you
But don’t remind me
Like the rubble of the car wreck
That still sits close to me
And the oxygenated air
That still makes me dizzy
I don’t want to think about what doesn’t make me forget
An orange atmosphere with nothing left
And voices in the background to remind me of my debt
My mind is just full of wind
And I’m trying to fixate on the howl
If only I could go back to that empty ditch
And that shattered glass
Fall onto the dirt
Just close my eyes and focus on the smell of the gas
I once knew you
But don’t remind me
I just want to remember the burning
Of that dripping gasoline on dry fall leaves
The way I stammered your name
Speaking of the only thing that I believed
Winter cannot come sooner
For I am in love with the gray skies
And empty cold air
It makes me feel like I belong here
For three months at a time
When I felt like I wasn’t even here
For nearly two years
I once knew you
But don’t remind me
Just give me those thoughts of the icy metal bed
And my ripped clothing
The bandages on my head
I am in love with the bruises
That fell across my chest
And I adored the pains
That made it hard on my breath
Show me the aches and my old stiff limbs
Remind me of the dreams I never had
Tell me that I am something different now
Than I was before
Remind me that the winter world would give way to the warmest love I ever knew
But please don’t remind me
That I once knew you

Heat Death

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The stars scream out in a song of infant fire
No more time left for a power any higher
Moving in a dance of renewal and change
Doing their best to tend the beat of the flame
Taking their time to give us the world
Carried upon their back –
Into the swirling light, out of the black
Fought away from the grasp of some cosmic megalomaniac

 

The universe moves its tide
Back and forth, the spirit moving in just to hide
They shake and swirl and billow
Singing a song of life’s gentle widow
Is God here – or was he ever?
Or was he just some poor fool’s hopeful endeavor?
Will life spring forth from his massive breath
Or is there just an eternity left beneath our immense depth?
Energy to energy, souls to dust
Will our spirits roam forever or be left to rust?

 

She sings out, the Mother of the light, so gently spoken
Trying to croon the great monster from being woken
All connected by the energy
Of life’s pure being
And the universe’s song
That she has sung for so long
One day, those dancing flames will grow old
And the stars will flicker out too
The galaxies will fold away
And Reality will be a perception untrue

 

Everything ends, every song has a final verse
The birds will cease – the men will end up worse
As will the trees, and the universe as well
It will end and begin again where it fell
And when the fire grows tall and out of control
And there is nothing burning but what’s left of our souls
The tide will pull us in
The energy will know what to do
As She sings her final lines, and everything ends
And we will all begin anew

Ghost

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You are nothing but a ghost to me
And I run from you
Fearful of what your eyes can do
And you chase after me
With that fierce conviction
That you’re going in the right direction
Because when the moon is hidden
Behind grey clouds and rolling thunder
And no light is able to escape
From that empty chill under
God’s righteous fist
And the leaves crunch under heavy feet
As we try to catch our breath between fast and frightful sips
Of heavy night time air
And my chest burns and my eyes sting
And I collapse under the weight I cannot bear
You approach my body – dead for years, a whisper in the breeze, the sound of the wind in the trees –
And while I try to look away
You reach out to me
And you’ve seen my dreams
Where we’re alive and I believe
There’s no better place to be
And you know as well as I
That I will refuse to say goodbye again
I won’t come to your grave
And try to begin
To live as I die
As you lie
underneath.
Quietly sleeping – as you fade into the mist
With the sounds of gentle weeping
As the fog rolls across the hills and moonlit scape
No, I will not bargain
I will not wait
You’re nothing but a ghost to me
and in the cold, empty winter
I will still run from you
Wishing our paths didn’t have to splinter in two
That prayers would be answered
before I would have had to choose
And I see the clouds in the sky
And I beg God not to let the light break through
Because behind me, I’m still afraid of what your eyes can do