thephohemian
Echo
Each summer you were bound for the zenith
Each time I asked you, my rosy cheeks
made a mockery of the Marlboro man
Pain is an army of clouds
concealing northern blue saturation
If I turn on the light, I see you
dreaming out loud
How are we supposed to fill the sky together
if I drown every time you bat your eyes?
Somebody once wrote on a wall:
“I am not an easel”
Apply your rainbow paint and I shall
retreat into pure scarlet
Who will hazard a glance
once the evening dulls
the sparkle of the canvas fibers?
How I wish you would take me
along for the ride
Let me take you
My radiant zeppelin
You are glowing in the sky
breaking the color spectrum
Sense is my lifeline
with shivering hands
I grasp for it in vain
Will you show me the way?
I want to remain in your light
but my desire casts a shadow
onto the foothills of Mount Soul
It’s quite a hike getting up there
I can feel the winds up high down below
as I follow the breadcrumbs
strewn along the sole road
Birds smear the azure up above
their flight makes me dizzy
Who will take my hand
so that I can stave off
yet another fall?
Forgive me, my thoughts are sticky
but please don’t wipe them down
they’re the goo holding me together
Echo
Each summer you were bound for the zenith
Each time I asked you, my rosy cheeks
made a mockery of the Marlboro man
Pain is an army of clouds
concealing northern blue saturation
If I turn on the light, I see you
dreaming out loud
How are we supposed to fill the sky together
if I drown every time you bat your eyes?
Somebody once wrote on a wall:
“I am not an easel”
Apply your rainbow paint and I shall
retreat into pure scarlet
Who will hazard a glance
once the evening dulls
the sparkle of the canvas fibers?
How I wish you would take me
along for the ride
Let me take you
My radiant zeppelin
You are glowing in the sky
breaking the color spectrum
Sense is my lifeline
with shivering hands
I grasp for it in vain
Will you show me the way?
I want to remain in your light
but my desire casts a shadow
onto the foothills of Mount Soul
It’s quite a hike getting up there
I can feel the winds up high down below
as I follow the breadcrumbs
strewn along the sole road
Birds smear the azure up above
their flight makes me dizzy
Who will take my hand
so that I can stave off
yet another fall?
Forgive me, my thoughts are sticky
but please don’t wipe them down
they’re the goo holding me together