

Lover's DemiseI remember exactly How splendid you came To me from afar And called me by name My soul was now yours, love My soul was now yoursLover's Demise
Your gaze was complete It held me like chains All reason was absent For in lovers games Theres a price to be paid, dear Theres a price to be paid
Too soon came the time When sanity waned From now on I call you the source of my pain but whats in a name, darling? Whats in a name?
The fog that surrounds me The catch in my throat The ground has now van


Michelle Two BearsHer name was Michelle Two Bears She was new When I asked her where she was from She said, Red LakeMichelle Two Bears
I said, Red Lake Falls? She looked at me a little strange
Michelle Two Bears was tiny Her hair was shiny black And I thought I could see into her head By looking in her dark eyes Once, I saw her smile, and her teeth were As white as her eyes were black I was mesmerized, but tried not to stare
Cause I knew almost everybody in town I asked her where she lived With my cousins Like it was a place &n


FuckedTruth be told I told the truth And now Im fucked but good I spoke then thought Not thought then spoke And said more than I shouldFucked
Ive always been blunt
Never pulled a punch And prided myself on that fact Had I known it would cut Id have not pulled that stunt And could take pride instead in my tact
But truth be told I told the truth
And now Im fucked but good Heres to the thin-skinned And the sharp-tongued as well But if I could say Im sorry I would


Bluffing?I have no need for useless small talk Your flattery is just a waste I’ve heard it all and more by this time So, buddy, just cut to the chase I’m bored with your wordsBluffing?
And your poor sense of timing Let’s move or I’m going to drift off This pursuit is passé It gives me no pleasure It’s high time I called on your bluff


I SingI will sing sadness and maliceI Sing
In notes of grand dissonance And sentence the lines to infinite refrain In life, the intangible, malleable music is soul And the cold, rocky worlds the brain
The chords will be fingers that fret the great spans Of time and times after and mourning and laughter And theyll float to Gods ears and hell sigh sweet surrender As masters creator dances to the tunes master
To the last little legato, sweet words with no meaning Will swim to the membranes of jellyfish feeling And swing to staccatos as sharp


On the Roundness of the World-Have you been told? Have you heard? -Nay, I havent heard a sound. -They say it isnt flat, my love, but that the worlds round! -Round? My. How awfully compound! This single thought alone has turned my world upside down! -No need tell me my wits are thinning! The notion sends my world spinning. -Spinning? My, how curious its what makes the world go round.On the Roundness of the World
Polar Bear
I hope that this was correct German. I am in year 2 and its kinda ghetto
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Over there there's broken bones
There's only music, so that there's new ringtones
And it doesnt take no Sherlock Holmes
To see it's a little different around here
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