My cat brings weird to a whole new level.
Little Blue Had Red Intentions:
by Audio Vulture
tonight i might
just walk until i stop
until the road runs out,
Or im out of breath
when the winter sun comes up
believe me I ..
have seen my share of ghosts
on the back roads of this life
Jack frost is blowing hard
breaking threw my coat and scarf
Finding shelter in the building
Left alone with battle scars
This old window,
Has shown me a life in still frame
the negatives report the freezing rain
GO Home?
Well, just where would that be?
Seems im there when mellow tunes
Preach voided words to little me
then rain it is!
Blue thunderstorms fill empty creeks
while ghosts pound bones in rhythm
with the words we never speak
those satellite days,
Are melting away
Explain yourself, before you let it in my field to graze
hmmm
im white noise in disguise designer drugs and honest lies
a descent time for half a night
Not a bad description, but I feel no real conviction
step much harder in that direction
and pass those flowers by
That face you made reminds me of
the truth I saw declining sleeping homeless
bitter, broke addicted sick and nearly dying
oh woe is me,
ill bend a knee’
Tonight I might
Just drop right out of sight
a little less excitement ,
draw the shades pretend its gone away
forgive me I
Have seen my share of ghosts
in the back roads of your eyes.
this life getting harder
too much goods and none to barter
roaming traders set to seas without a goal against the breeze
Raven, dear, you haunt me so
now share your wings and I’ll let go
and we can share a pastel cloud
and lick our wounds and not fall down.
