Sangra moon...

I got a feeling,
I can't quite explain the meaning,
She's a devil, she's a dancer,
She's anything, baby, but the answer, oh.

 

I got a feeling in my bones,
Joey's been piling his ashes on his old stones,
The lady in the field turns the soil,
But her body grows so old from her toil, oh.

 

But he knows her inside and out, he says,
He's got her on a string, he says
He's a holy one, he is,
He's the only one, he says,
And all she dreams of is to dance,
And all she wants is a second chance,
To meet her fate beneath the sangra moon.

 

Devils play underneath the light of the night and day,
Angels look but don't know what to say,
They look at one another in the utmost dismay,
But they can't go down there,
So they just continue to stare, oh.

 

I got a feeling in my heart,
I just know that this has to be the start,
Of something better than the best,
I think that you and me were meant to beat the rest.

 

But you know me inside and out, you say,
You've got me on a string, you say
You're a holy one, you are,
You're the only one, you say,
And all she dreams of is to dance,
And all she wants is a second chance,
To meet her fate beneath the sangra moon.
Beneath the sangra moon,
Beneath that sangra moon.

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This is a work of art. You created a lot of abstract images that are easy to visualize. This is a long poem but I found it very easy to read. I thought it felt like a slideshow of paintings. This is a very nice work.

[alan khan]

this is f*****g magic. near, if not completely perfect...haven't enjoyed a piece like this for sometime. amazing work.