oh, how quickly i recognized...
(scene 01)
...the laughter, high and hidden somewhere behind the trees & it makes me hate lonliness & the sound is now foreign & burns itself into my pale skin settling down nicely w/a million scars from over the years that still shout their presence and can never be forgotten--these jagged, pink lines that could only wish that someday they may be as beautiful as a color-filled tattoo of, let's say, a red-haired dancer underneath the moon & she closes her japanese eyes...& now darkness.
can you see me wandering in these woods almost too frightened to stop and follow the stars to safety?
the leaves break death beneath my feet--
(scene 02)
almost as quick as
the fire came & went
i saw the blood in
old footprints
that led me to
your perfume hair
& there's something
dead
w/in your stare
& before my tears
can wash you clean
i see no more
inside this dream...
(scene 03)
a long kiss goodbye & again the trees swallow me & now i no longer believe the sun exists. only light from a moon that reflects poorly in these tiny creeks--i can't even see the dirt on my face that i know is there.
i'm ugly in this forest & expect to be shot on sight by any half-drunk, blood-thirsty redneck once my legs give out completely & i am forced to crawl around, patiently waiting for you to come find me--grab my hand & smile.
would i still be beautiful to you?
(scene 01)
...the laughter, high and hidden somewhere behind the trees & it makes me hate lonliness & the sound is now foreign & burns itself into my pale skin settling down nicely w/a million scars from over the years that still shout their presence and can never be forgotten--these jagged, pink lines that could only wish that someday they may be as beautiful as a color-filled tattoo of, let's say, a red-haired dancer underneath the moon & she closes her japanese eyes...& now darkness.
can you see me wandering in these woods almost too frightened to stop and follow the stars to safety?
the leaves break death beneath my feet--
(scene 02)
almost as quick as
the fire came & went
i saw the blood in
old footprints
that led me to
your perfume hair
& there's something
dead
w/in your stare
& before my tears
can wash you clean
i see no more
inside this dream...
(scene 03)
a long kiss goodbye & again the trees swallow me & now i no longer believe the sun exists. only light from a moon that reflects poorly in these tiny creeks--i can't even see the dirt on my face that i know is there.
i'm ugly in this forest & expect to be shot on sight by any half-drunk, blood-thirsty redneck once my legs give out completely & i am forced to crawl around, patiently waiting for you to come find me--grab my hand & smile.
would i still be beautiful to you?
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hey found out theres a drink named after JACK....
ask and i might share