A Shelter
Candle the light,
And darken the corners,
I wait for the buzzing that comes with feet approaching.
Move the lightening from the sky and place in under my feet,
For thats where the light erupts,
And whatever yellow was once,
Now waxes the bleak over my hands.
The stars shine in what ever mirror,
And your face is the shiniest penny,
Willing to buy the gumball in the drug store.
Whatever light dust smothers the shelves,
And empty cans can tilt around,
You understand the yellow light,
Brightly mourning the face of hell.
Blue metals charges with rails with waiting moments,
But none are weaned from the being who gives them.
Down feathers fill up the face,
And the purple monkeys swing,
Chattering their way up and down,
By and by, by and by.
The squeaky ducks start quacking again,
Not understanding that they arent the only pond,
In the large ocean,
But will one day be hit with waves of bigger fish.
May the waves be large and cold,
Teaming with buckets of red and blue lights,
Little smilely while pills,
And the drowning of sprinkle stars.
Down the poison,
Let the sky unfold!
The purple primates are jumping,
Let the gorilla pass,
While the days go down the path.
Because breath,
Just breath,
While the lion passes this way,
And feel the heat that interrupts the hands,
The waxing hands of yesterday.
The lightening stays,
And the moaning starts.
The tree grows with haste,
As it steals from the puddle,
But it will rain again,
Nature has its simple ways.
Be not the dazzling paperback that inhabits the wall,
But be the pillar of joining arms,
Join arms with me and be,
Be and be and be.
Let the creases of the clothes,
Surround the equations,
And throw the bracelet down the toilet,
But let it spark you with a match,
Knowing its the wrong choice.
And skim the words of a younger snowflake,
Wondering where that cloud did go,
And know,
Just know,
That the shelter would not stay.
And keep the boards held up,
Let your arms drop,
Tremble beneath the lion,
Feel the growing of deep pain,
The shelter wasnt meant to stay.
But be the lion,
Let the lion.
Cry a lion.
And darken the corners,
I wait for the buzzing that comes with feet approaching.
Move the lightening from the sky and place in under my feet,
For thats where the light erupts,
And whatever yellow was once,
Now waxes the bleak over my hands.
The stars shine in what ever mirror,
And your face is the shiniest penny,
Willing to buy the gumball in the drug store.
Whatever light dust smothers the shelves,
And empty cans can tilt around,
You understand the yellow light,
Brightly mourning the face of hell.
Blue metals charges with rails with waiting moments,
But none are weaned from the being who gives them.
Down feathers fill up the face,
And the purple monkeys swing,
Chattering their way up and down,
By and by, by and by.
The squeaky ducks start quacking again,
Not understanding that they arent the only pond,
In the large ocean,
But will one day be hit with waves of bigger fish.
May the waves be large and cold,
Teaming with buckets of red and blue lights,
Little smilely while pills,
And the drowning of sprinkle stars.
Down the poison,
Let the sky unfold!
The purple primates are jumping,
Let the gorilla pass,
While the days go down the path.
Because breath,
Just breath,
While the lion passes this way,
And feel the heat that interrupts the hands,
The waxing hands of yesterday.
The lightening stays,
And the moaning starts.
The tree grows with haste,
As it steals from the puddle,
But it will rain again,
Nature has its simple ways.
Be not the dazzling paperback that inhabits the wall,
But be the pillar of joining arms,
Join arms with me and be,
Be and be and be.
Let the creases of the clothes,
Surround the equations,
And throw the bracelet down the toilet,
But let it spark you with a match,
Knowing its the wrong choice.
And skim the words of a younger snowflake,
Wondering where that cloud did go,
And know,
Just know,
That the shelter would not stay.
And keep the boards held up,
Let your arms drop,
Tremble beneath the lion,
Feel the growing of deep pain,
The shelter wasnt meant to stay.
But be the lion,
Let the lion.
Cry a lion.