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 Novena on a Nocturn » The lyrics [+ Add +] |
1. _ a dim entrance
send me to bed.
my head's drowning out the thick and blurry sounds
of horses on the highway.
the days are running down
and i'm drowning out this overwhelming sad.
send me to bed, and tamp out the lamp.
in the dark the colors fade
to shades of grey and black.
but the city's fireflies wash the bedroom with light
like an overwhelming sad.
i must be drowning out..the roar of the engines
as they escape into night.
the stillness unravels the long lost strands of our lives.
they drift out the window, they drift out to sea;
and i fall asleep.
to an overwhelming sad.
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2. _ Your birthday present
still i wonder how you are,
and what became of all of this
did you cry when winter's hands
stole you from that fertile grave?
did your mother hold you dear
to ease the burden of your pain?
swallowed out into the light-happy birthday.
still i wonder how you are;
and how you ever came to be.
i was nothing but a hole,
you nestled in and fell asleep.
were you sad when you awoke?
torn away from fertile dreams
i didn't want to wake you up..i'm still sorry.
happy birthday.
do you wonder how i am
do you envision my thin face
where the beaten go to drink?
i didn't want to cut that cord,
you sucked the life right out of me.
do you regret choices you've made?
i guess i was a mistake.
i guess i'm your big mistake.
well happy birthday anyway.
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3. _ A golden exit
still i wonder how you are,
and what became of all of this
did you cry when winter's hands
stole you from that fertile grave?
did your mother hold you dear
to ease the burden of your pain?
swallowed out into the light-happy birthday.
still i wonder how you are;
and how you ever came to be.
i was nothing but a hole,
you nestled in and fell asleep.
were you sad when you awoke?
torn away from fertile dreams
i didn't want to wake you up..i'm still sorry.
happy birthday.
do you wonder how i am
whatever became of me
do you envision my thin face
where the beaten go to drink?
i didn't want to cut that cord,
you sucked the life right out of me.
do you regret choices you've made?
i guess i was a mistake.
i guess i'm your big mistake.
well happy birthday anyway.
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4. _ The competition
he met this girl from reno
whose life was a competition.
she looked just like a china doll
with porcelain skin she knew he'd let her win.
so he fell for her,
as if he fell from his mother into the arms of a lover.
and he swore not to leave her side,
for better or for worse (whichever comes first).
sadly the latter arose.
she met this boy from omaha
whose life was handed to him...
but still, he wanted everything.
his dreams were his ruin,
and she couldn't wake him up.
but the bough broke and he fell.
like the time he fell from his mother
into the arms of a doctor.
so he cried like that first day of his life.
he knew he had broken this beautiful porcelain
and how could their world be the same?
and so it never was the same.
she whispers his name,
"i'll stay if you want, but i could never be who you
imagined me to be i'll stay i don't know what else to do...
but i can't change for you i won't change for you"
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5. _ An acquaintance strikes a chord
he broke his old guitar.
he couldn't make it sing.
the strings had grown so worn
they made his fingers bleed.
soon after the event he made an acquaintance
whose fingers bled as well,
forming scabs that never heal.
would you play a song for me?
some wilting melody
that drifts over the sunflowers
to some far away country.
won't you play a song for me?
with words like push pins?
they stick into my heart...
and bleed out resonance
these songs are all asleep.
they lay dormant inside of me.
this vacant recitation..i can't resuscitate them.
won't you play a song for me?
let the words escape your mouth!
scream out what you've lost!
in song it will be found.
he broke his old guitar.
he smashed it on his bedpost,
where he used to dream up lovers
kissing his forehead, "good morning."
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6. _ Waiting on wild horses
when the horses come to drag me away,
i won't fuss and fight i won't plead or beg.
and wherever they dump me i'll lay my head.
i'll sleep it off..i'll sleep alone
until the longing burrows a hole
straight through my sternum
to make its home.
i have this way of carrying on
such fruitless passions fallen from the vine
and the sweetest nectar turns to bitter wine.
but still we drink we drip the bottle dry.
we smash it apart and lick the sides..
recycled lovers expiring the night.
so when the horses come i won't scream or cry;
i've been dying for them to take my life.
and i'll sing of a new birth
a past unscratched.
so don't be sad, we should both rejoice
to the sound of those hooves
down that dark highway
in opposite directions.
wherever they dump us we'll stay.
recycled lovers get so carried away.
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7. _ Twenty two
"bon voyage" was something that i once said
and eventually regretted.
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8. _ The moon red handed
tell me, dear,
is there anything you'd like to hear?
one last song before we disappear?
some broken hearted ballad
built for two.
by the way, it seems my notebooks have been misplaced
those scribbled poetries of yesterday
they've no more effect on me,
those dead feelings
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9. _ What we fall for when we're already down.
i'll try to describe the way that it felt to
tell my own mother her son is a failure.
his heart is too cold to love anyone but himself.
it's like stabbing an icicle straight through your chest.
your whole body shivers as it coarses your blood.
and your quivering throat keeps
choking on those words,
mama i tried a thousand times
i'm frozen to the core.
your son is a glorious mess,
who wrecks anything he adores.
but deep in his center he swears
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