New York

The art, the game
The prisoner's shame
The dream, the lie
The day she died
The wish, the prayer
The love of fear
The tree, the hill
The crazy chills

Sunlight and a breeze
Awaken to me
A destiny dreamed
A future to seize
She whispers to me
Why don't you come see
Past the rainbow's
Heavy storm clouds

So bring me the Oracle
Bury the gods of old
I'm burning the sacrifice
And leaving the past tonight
So bring me a miracle
Nevermind what your told
Following my own bliss
Yeah and could use a kiss

The art, the game
The prisoner's shame
The dream, the lie
The day she died
The wish, the prayer
The love of fear
The tree, the hill
The crazy chills

The magic of her
Prevails anxiety
The night outstretched as
A serpent's flickering tongue
Birds fly invisibly
Through the night sky
Who says they don't
Speak English in secret

So bring me the Oracle
Bury the gods of old
I'm burning the sacrifice
And leaving the past tonight
So bring me a miracle
Nevermind what you're told
Following my own bliss
Yeah and could use a kiss

The art, the game
The prisoner's shame
The dream, the lie
The day she died
The wish, the prayer
The love of fear
The tree, the hill
The crazy chills

Rise up and awake
Don't hesitate
Feeling inspired
I'm naturally wired
Insights in my cells
Casting their spells
Mother nature sure went
A long way this morning

So bring me the Oracle
Bury the gods of old
I'm burning the sacrifice
And leaving the past tonight
So bring me the miracle
Nevermind what you're told
I'm following my own bliss
Yeah and could use a kiss

Reviews

[Cherrie Palmer]

Love the cadence your broken two phrase words give.
It propels the poem with energy.
Excellent

[Rye]

wow, this is so good, I really love this part;

So bring me the Oracle
Bury the gods of old
I'm burning the sacrifice

So well written, flowed so well.

[Penjamin Hearst]

Thanks so much, I never expected anyone to read anything I posted. That's actually a song I recorded.

[Rye]

well that is cool