long that road & more
i still do not know
where it will lead
i have my doubts that
the path heads north
i still do not know
our hands become expressions
reflections of our thoughts
feathering fans before eyes
fingers return to masks
long that road & more
i still do not know
what we will find in end
i still do not know
desert undressing
her dune shifting sand
under night chill waxing
painted in badland tone
she slips beneath shadows
of her whispered song
longing to hold you
to her heart
all at grindylow
and howling moon
with the wind
bash this smash this
burning head
towards the in
my fingers spark
flint like iron
my heart burns
at blood within
all at grindylow
and howling moon
with the wind
regret the mirror ugly
spider cracked look back
past pig gaping jaw
to claw that face off
fade skies out black
we break everything
until there is only empty
straining again the fade away
but whatever reason for?
transparent to the oblivion already
a silent walking phantasmagoria
but raspy ghast my hollow voice
left to knockers 'twixt walls tapping
aimless wander alone
planting tree day and
under fingernail clay
exhausted, sore and
i wish she was here
to massage the
heartache away
ever too troll
lumbering through
knuckle rawbone
dragging the room
seeking to stone
the sunlit rooms
ever nothing troll
to you
we put on the happy mask
-- we are not happy
we put on the charm
-- we are no prince charming
we sell dreams in plastic
-- we are just hollow inside
hey sing me sad sad songs
and i'll remember my place
just send me a kiss when
you lay me down forehead
sweat in fever remember
recall...
skindancing on the
edge of a knife
drawing clean lines
in the looking glass,
mapping a path to
redemption
