I've got the look
I never got.
I've got the look of shame
and love.
Those are my eyes,
the ones that shock.
The two arrows that hit
the spot.
Shooting stars across.
I've got the look
you never got.
I've got the look they sing about.
These are my eyes,
the ones that knock.
The two steps prior to
open the door.
And let the wind go through.
She's got the look.
What in the world
could make a dust-eyed girl turn gold?
I said to her
"you're not alone.
Not anymore".
martes, 18 de septiembre de 2018
miércoles, 5 de septiembre de 2018
Moth Song / Dusk Song III
Remember you,
remember you,
seeker of light.
The setting sun shines.
Will you remember it
throughout the nights?
There will be plenty
but only I will
stay in those times.
With every ghost that chimes
hidden in the old house
upon the hill.
All of your powder flies
leaping off the ground
for your only eyes to see.
I will glitter as long as they require.
As long, long as you will live.
Remember you,
tonight,
remember me.
remember you,
seeker of light.
The setting sun shines.
Will you remember it
throughout the nights?
There will be plenty
but only I will
stay in those times.
With every ghost that chimes
hidden in the old house
upon the hill.
All of your powder flies
leaping off the ground
for your only eyes to see.
I will glitter as long as they require.
As long, long as you will live.
Remember you,
tonight,
remember me.
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