Thursday, 17 December 2009

Upon Looking Back On All Things Past

Speak of the days that went by
Or the beauty which gives you wings
The ocean i find in your sad eyes
A heart that wants to sing.

I've always known that sadness
that beckons closer for it calls
The melancholic song of the night
Is the most beautiful of all.

More beautiful than whispers
More sublime than the rain
In her arms i find no sleep
And i find no pain.

In that cold, dark night i have tried
to shape many a different thing
To find stars fallen from the sky
And the joy it would bring.

But stars are mere pieces
they lie broken in our hands
Like the heart of a woman
Like the soul of a man.

So i return to you with sadness
that has made my mind its home
And with it i've waded through darkness
Silent, empty and alone.

Let's travel to a world pure and blue
like the one in your song
Lets start spinning and never stop
Before the season is gone.

Dream with open eyes
Chase me with your smile

And the light will cause every eye to ache
At the coming of the dawn.
*photograph by Suzanne*