Calling Back For Me

With eyes far-away-glazed, I live my life waiting for the call.

When I was born, the water cast my soul ashore
And I opened my eyes, swirling green and grey
I started walking, on open shells and sand dollars
But I was stepping on tattered butterflies
Shredded white petals
Dreams that never came to be
I followed a preset path, until I came to the mountain
And the green enveloped me, home
I was content to be alone
There was love for all who crossed my path
But bonds lacked understanding
And for all their betrayals, I, faithless Juliette
Became a fortress
They recoiled from my far-off gaze
Because through all of my days, I was waiting
My never-present face heard waves
The ocean's hair, white and fluttering
The only true love I've ever known, I waited
Until the day it would take me back
Someday, I would retrace the old path
And stand still in the sand, old and grey
Like the eyes I was born with
And the waves would wrap around my ankles
Just as suddenly as I was born to the world
It will be
Like I never was.

Reviews

[Wunderlich]

I f*****g love your writings. I've been on a bit of an indie-rock binge lately I guess, and I would love to make an acoustic song of this. I would never look for compensation or recognition out of it alone, but I'd love to sit and chill and record a demo for this and send it to you; you know, see if you like it or not. I just get this groove from it and I like the feeling it throws off. I'ma jam out and maybe throw this writing in there, just to see what it's like. Of course your ears will be the first to hear it, and possibly the only, besides mine if I go through with this, I don't know lol. The only complain I have is that you used the word "cast" in the first line and "overcast" in the second line. If I think of a better wording I'll let you know (as it stands, it's awesome, I just feel that the word "cast" comes off as consciously noticeable as I appears in both the first and second line. Anyway, awesome penmanship.

[Davidgeo]

Regret. That is the word that I think of most. Regret.