Cotton Blue Sky

Came back home
For a while
I saw a thousand pretty kites
Fly high in the cotton blue
Sky

The wind was kind of dope
My mind was all afloat
I needed all of the
Space and time to
Relax

Its a swell day to go riding
Far out, heading east
Are we creatures, are we beasts?
You tell me

The blue skin
On the sky
It slowly peels, uncovers
All the chaos that it leaves
Behind

The water's been
Pumping lead
It's a poison you cant refrain
Spilling tox in the clear blue
Sky

Its a swell day to go riding
Far out, heading east
Are we creatures, are we beasts?
You tell me

It's time to leave
Home again
Airport food, bleeding ears
My head just cant take this
Daze

I left home, an empty bed
When i return, it will be the same
I am moving on
To where it
Rains

Its a swell day to go riding
Far out, heading east
Are we creatures, are we beasts?
You tell me

Forest Fire

Got handcuffed to my dream
I could not wake up
Left my foot in an escalator

Torn up between miles
From here on to Montreal
Got the cold bruise hit me hard on my face

Sleeping under ladders
Mirrors breaking over
Seven years have gone and i still don't feel good

My pulse is such a nail
Dead as the doorway
I have travelled all these miles to find it has been closed

My hands have all been tied
By the viens that run inside
I have locked myself to die in my own realm

Swallow storms of dust
My lungs are swollen sore
I cough up arrogance that burns out slow

Haunted by the lack
Lack of all that is known
I need someone to show me how it can be known

Struggling through this life
Like a bug in a forest fire
I came out alive but it wont be for too long

I am down
I am down
Down and under

I am down
I am down
Down and under

Shame (Haiku)

Got third hand champagne
For the champ, she was in pain
Rooftop high and stars

Ocean view and slime stone
The carpet moves way too slow
Beneath sliding floors

It must be shameful
I am begging for your love
It sure is shameful

Got trip when you called
Candle sticks out in the dark
Rain water and life

Corner room and wine
Cigarette smoke in the bake
Above clouds, we float

It must be shameful
I am begging for your love
It sure is shameful

Got name when you breathe
Fog lights in the dark of night
The chill, it sets me free

Whisper sins and dreams
Enchant me with a story
A spiral winding

It must be shameful
I am begging for your love
It sure is shameful

Lost control when you came by
Shame died like a fly
Felt like rain water and life

Paper Scissors Rock

My paper hands do much too harm
On this sheet that is full of ink
My detergent soul don't ease the pain
That is crowding in this sink
My empty bed dont make no sounds
When she is singing tunes from back in the day
My seven inch sin vessel is riding through
And the void is what is making it bray

My scissor mind, it ceases to breathe
When the paper, it wants to cut in
My dirt filled transperent gleam
Is what i use when i am feeling the pain
My damaged heartache never learns to die
When i am only looking for a kill
My wingless passion is not looking to fly
And the birds are now building a cage

My rock that has been flung
Is now one with the tsunami
The paper tries, the scissor dies
Cries out for a world that is not free
Her empty hands make me shiver
She sits silent through the guillotine
Curse or prayer or spell or bribe
No, that will never ever enchant me