Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Tribune...

The celebration has begun,
The strangers cram into the room,
With thoughts of dark at noon.
Silk streaks across the empty space,
The space that was left with haste.
Show me how to live like you,
Show me how to live, I'd like to.
Sunsets sprawl across the landscape,
Deserts scream, unwillingly of course,
They scream the dreams you wish upon,
They scream the silence you know too well.
Upon entering this world sanity is set,
Into stone, set in our souls, set in our bones.
Who really knows the truth?
We'll expand our mind and test our strengths,
Face fears underneath moonlit silk on lakes,
And spend the night carved into trees.
Lust and love are failing as the moments pass,
As moments fade, we fade away,
Slow and steep is the descent to freedom.
Salvation seems unique.
We find ourselves inside.
We find what we need in shadows.
We'll dance on islands made of lies.

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