bubblesandjellybeans
Remembering Those Sour Notes
Remembering those sour notes
When we couldn't quite harmonize
Calling those harsh, discordant sounds
Our sad attempt at music
But sometimes I think that was the best,
It was ugly but at least it was true
It was when we looked through the cracks
In our masks, in our music
And saw we would never last
Let me love or let me die
For what is life but love
Stretched across the wooden frame
Of time and space
Love is the canvas
On which we paint
Our world
Scatter salt on these darkened fields
Around that sullen moon
Full and sallow in the fallow skies,
The world does not bloom there
Only the salty stars glitter
The unwept tears of angels
Remembering Those Sour Notes
Remembering those sour notes
When we couldn't quite harmonize
Calling those harsh, discordant sounds
Our sad attempt at music
But sometimes I think that was the best,
It was ugly but at least it was true
It was when we looked through the cracks
In our masks, in our music
And saw we would never last
Let me love or let me die
For what is life but love
Stretched across the wooden frame
Of time and space
Love is the canvas
On which we paint
Our world
Scatter salt on these darkened fields
Around that sullen moon
Full and sallow in the fallow skies,
The world does not bloom there
Only the salty stars glitter
The unwept tears of angels