Watching the clouds roll by The gray rolling hues In the melancholy sky The gray and blues Turn my day awry
The rain hits the tiles above The floor creaks beneath my feet I hear the sound of my imaginary dove Burying within my soul to greet My perfect insanity and its love
To sing a song is but to breathe out life To pick up a pen to write away your early bloom To rhyme a melody to lock away strife To grab the violin is to call your doom This is the Haze of Forever More This cloudy film of eternity's shore This fog drips of numerous lore This Haze makes Fate its whore
Listen closely to the sound Of the music remedy Of every monarch that I've drowned
Listen to the screams That lovely melody Of every one of the broken queens Drama is always key Sing your song to me For your soul is my free- Dom, Of her sweet kingdom
Forever drowned.
Nana IX · Mon May 25, 2009 @ 03:19pm · 0 Comments |