Ladders

Coming out the wishing well
You should hear a faint whisper
Praying: “We will soon be released
To Appreciate the silence
From within, behind the curtains”

Over and over
Climb it up again
Over and over and over

Fragments of a broken wing
Falling slowly through the sky
Flowing in the colours forever lost
Stretched beneath the serpent stream
To hold the seams of tessellation  

Over and over
Climb it up again
Over and over and over

Faith is waving through the sea
Impulse cross to stop our weakness 
A product of a Memory
Fatherless, the seven bless
Firm within the plague of absence

Over and over
Climb it up again
Over and over and over

Forward there's a clearing
Behind a trail that lasts forever
All the Ladders within reach
Turning black within their sleep
Must Ascend it all again
One more step to reach a sermon
Looking down and what I see
The ceiling curves and wraps around me

Over and over
Climb it up again
Over and over and over

Halo Face

Halo face, why did it work for you?
Hollow Frame, what can i do?
The sun was down
When you came around
Working night times
Over-counter routine
While you're driving in a limousine

Halo Face
Wrapped in iridescence
Halo Face
Strapped against the silence

Age old faith is what it seems to be
Swallowed Shame, always with me
The night is dawning outside
Working 9 to 5
Recommended routine
When not covering the magazines

Halo Face
Wrapped in iridescence
Halo Face
Strapped against the silence

Falling Leaves

In this tree willowing over
Endless dream of my heart unfolded

Slowly falter knowing our
Time was ending from the start

The season fades again
Older and withering
My love feels colder

Sunrise - Radiance growing over us
Sundown - Moon is here again waning patience
Sunshine - Reverence heeding hours lost
Sun blind - Sky is red from falling leaves

Harvest moon of your intention
Eclipsing hope in deception

The sun is rising
My home gets silent 
Under the shades

Sunrise - Radiance growing over us
Sundown - Moon is here again waning patience
Sunshine - Reverence heeding hours lost
Sun blind - Ominous clouds of fallen dreams

Flowers looked bold in spring
Petals are now falling aimlessly
One more restless amaranth
Growing upwards endlessly to our redemption

Sunrise - Radiance growing over us
Sundown - Moon is here again waning patience
Sunshine - Reverence heeding hours lost
Sun blind - Sky is red from falling leaves 

 Red Herring

The dumbness of your workarounds
Reminding me you're operational 
In only one dimension
Feeding all the time
The victims of your lies
The poison in your eyes
Trailing them away in the wrong direction

Red Herring
Following around
The heavy smell 
Of your emptiness

How can i spare myself?
Cannot let my epicenter drying out
By the iris of the segments of your white lies
How can i spare myself?
Cannot let my epicenter rusting  
Near the engine of your treachery
Drifting us away from the right direction

Repurposing old worthless lies 
With memories as unoriginal 
As your self-worth delusions
Objecting open wide
The victims of your rise 
To voices in your mind
Bringing them away from the right direction

Red Herring
Following around
The heavy smell 
Of your emptiness

How can i spare myself?
Cannot let my epicenter drying out
By the iris of the segments of your white lies
How can i spare myself?
Cannot let my epicenter rusting  
Near the engine of your treachery
Drifting us away from the right direction

Dragging sentimental endings
With elemental indirections
Rambling fantasies verbatim
You overstay your welcome
To elevate your perished kingdom:
“Island of Rhetorical Incest”

Red Herring
Following around
The heavy smell 
Of your emptiness

Ship of Theseus

Forces of defiant waves 
Are fighting for an anthem
Bound to rest in aliases
A stranded sailor's wearing
Where the rivers can't stop raining
Slowly upward

Where the rivers can't stop raining
Slowly upward

All of us grows in fractions
Where every piece is fuelling fictions
The form that breathes
Dies with the promise it keeps
But its not the evening of the day
And the rivers can't stop raining
Slowly upward

Where the rivers can't stop raining
Slowly upward

In the last hours
Unveiled in smoke and mirrors
Only faded memories
Flashing through a light beam
Borrowed face is turning grey
A Ship of Theseus castaway

Hanging down
With the freedom of a bird
Enticed to fully surrender
Salty side winds wraps around him
Like in a childhood memory
Of a navigator fighting tides

Stranded Sailor, broken mirror
Masquerading in his own surrounding
Moulting blackbird with sacred feathers
Keeps emerging
Where the rivers cant stop raining

In the last hours
Unveiled in smoke and mirrors
Only faded memories
Flashing through a light beam
Borrowed face is turning grey
A Ship of Theseus castaway