Lifetime Away

i. Dreams For Me

When you’re born half dead

The sky is half red

Your face is half white

The trees are half red

 

You scream and you shake

You tumble and ache

And the light is not light

And the dark is not right

ii. The Fading

 

Last night I dreamt I broke the coffee pot

The hazelnut was old and bitter like me

I died, was eaten alive

The trees all abandoned their leaves

 

Maybe I’m blind, tonight I’m feeling so old

Give it up boy, you’re going to be sold

Maybe I’m dead, but tonight I feel so alive

Smoke me out. Breathe me back in.

I’m a lightning storm on fire’s grin.

 

Sound’s always falling out to ringing

The days never going the way they’re meant to

Running into each other and bleeding over

Broken up and sliding together

 

The sharp ragged things that you have done

You look a thousand years old

A sharp and ragged breath in the darkness

A man of all those stories told

 

The robots are falling down around us

Steel skyscrapers rotten at the rib cage

The headstones are already broken off

Smoke stood still not floating down the page

 

Dreaming’s not what it’s supposed to be

I’m the world’s misbegotten boy

The waking up is what’s got me behind

Why can’t I just stay asleep this time

 

A synthetic monologue that loops around the sky

Curl up and cry and die and cry

 

iii. The Child

 

Wake me up, I try it so hard

Some days it feels like I’m lost

A blind haze floating straight through

 

I had a life with a bright red car

Must have had this right with a black guitar

Thought I had it once with a thousand screams

Lost it all in the midnight dream

 

Cut me open and bleed me red

Can’t you see it’s wrong in my head

There’s no telling which way I’ll fall

Through and up and out the wall

 

Shallow hurts the most

Just let it turn green and peel it

Dizzy and screaming along

Crazy and feeling the song

 

Tears blur blue eyes

Company watching and telling lies

Down here all the lights shine on me

Up here darkness sets me free

 

iv. The War Torn

Days and night breeze together like storms

Fast and hard and there is no warmth

I push and I pull

I dig and I roll

 

Generic follows hat stand

And the flyers handle f*****g.

The white trash. Smoking.

Teal rhythm and beating.

A lung fume smiled car ride.

 

Break break break break me

While I’m breakable

Take me while I’m take able.

Turn me up a while while I can still yell

Cut me down a while while I can still

 

v. The Dying

 

There is no future here

Only sunken black eyes

And crippled hands.

Resting on fading lies

 

The same silver nights

And the lost grey days

And cold white light

And blue rain falling

 

Superstar deadbeat hero

Shot down crazy with a broken down sound

Burnt newspaper edges lying in the field

Shattered tubes cutting in the ground

 

Long haired baby with a dirty face

Wandering along standing in place

Trip back taken down round eyed dream

Peel off strip slow six feet down

 

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