Sılver ın my mındA Poem by Virtual PhunNot a poem...
[C]
Lost marbles so young, perhaps I should've changed my bulb, When I got belighted, mentally blinded. *A bad voice, a sense of the right and a blurred line, but I know, He's only the voice of my own, That I enjoy. X2 [V1] Sılver ın my mınd, Tell me what you made of me today. You're not so cruel like the other states I see away, We go way back when the minute was still a day, There's light in the dark we let our minds embrace. Silver you're in my side, There's no way to hide what's through my brain, You're not so red like the other demons I see away, We go way back when my little one had our own world made. [Br.] Silver in my mind, That's my only side, Silver in my mind, Yeah, that's my unblurred line. [C2] Lost marbles so young, perhaps I should've changed my bulb, When the light dimmed down, and the worms came out and, Made themselves at home in my mind, and I pulled a nerve, It's all the work of my own, And now I mourn the loss and holes. [V2] Silver in my mind, Shame me with thoughts that I don't do, Your mind's so sick that I got so used to your swinging moods, 'Cause we go way back when our sun was still with our moon, There's light in the dark you put my thoughts into. Silver in my mind, There's no say in what we have been through, My mind's so sick with weightless thoughts and so confused, I long the days when I was taught 9 months ago, The light I owned now seems to have passed my road. Yeah, [Br.2:] And I've started to believe, That you are all that I am, I will put out my sleeve, And sing at my reluctant stand. 'Cause I don't know what I believe, And his numbers no longer flash, My flying dreams and sick theories, Make a joke while you still can. [Music dies, low background music; low voice] He's my only friend, my pride and possible end, X4 [Music :] [Last line:] Lost marbles so young, perhaps I hadn't had all those At my birth. © 2016 Virtual PhunAuthor's Note
|
AuthorVirtual PhunOmdurman, SudanAboutCorazøn en fuego. ı defınıtely łost my halø. I love writing cryptic poetry and song lyrics, most of them are of personal experiences, some of them are of matters a.. more..Writing
|