you won't just climb the mountain
you won't just get to the top you'll conquer feel your way through seeing is believing feel your way through i can see it's keeping you'll conquer you'll conquer hold me in the morning
hold me underwater i've come too far i've come too far Step aside, I'm tired of waiting
In this future we're creating If it weren't for my grace... If it weren't for my face... If it weren't for our love... Darling don't waste time Lying there Counting time against the wall I saw a vision of Regarded devotion Violets, houses and all the guns Darling desperate and dull Tearing up in love We built a home Set up a turning walk Built a bridge Enter the fire sign Enter when the wind blows Somewhere you never know 2010 ORIGINAL 2018 REWORK For what I am is his alone
I am the one constant of his life After all this time on the throne I found myself in his bed again We walked through buildings with elegance Trapped in a state of excellence But still we fall from grace I sigh in silent wonder Whether he’ll keep his other How do you find yourself if you’re never alone Someday we will get to where we’re going Somewhere past the blindness of faith I keep my eye on the plans we’ve made Caring not for what stands in our way I know our splendor and I am not afraid With shadows I spent it all With my last breathe I will protect it Darling, I hope our dreams raise you Find a subtle way out Or just disappear I’ve been trying to stay out But there’s something in us I can’t be without I need to be yours alone You need me there I have been waiting Like I have been watching Watching you my love Our dreams are not fading So clear is my mind No more wasted time I’ll give my all I’ll give all we need for it Shadows settle on the place that you left My mind is troubled by the emptiness Collecting names of the loves that were wrong I’ve been a silhouette Distracting my heart from ever missing you Chasing the vision of our future One day we'll reveal the truth Limit every second left Hold me underwater Fill me in the corners Touch me in the night Feed me all your warnings Oh, love I'm there in spirit This time let us see it through Like it or not, you know it's true I want to stay by your side While we untangle the world around us I hear celestials Calling me closer to you There's no place I'd rather be You run your fingers through my hair Drawing me closer to you Drawn as if by command I'm your next act Waiting in the light I am all the days that we haven’t anymore I am in the middle of the distance Just wanting to share our light Trying to get out of the night I am ready to fight Because there are no others We are all I need in this life The life that is this dream. On Hegel and the aesthetic philosophy of beauty
She reaches to entreaty the gods of art Those beings who suffuse with words, emotionality And charge again a vessel, Translator for a modicum of grace And risk in exposure. Melted, melded and emboldened Subsumed by a love. A crater found again, And reopened a wound where It was regarded before. Time has a way and maintains their fealty This time she affirmed if implored But that's just conjecture Be this evocation of feeling fleeting or unsubstantiated, or lasting, Still she is subsumed, moved through. He welded by her light She constant in her wanders As earth after earth empties them And he would sigh as skin pressed And he would sigh wordless Leaving cogent disquities to the ephemeral passage of time If they could just but meet in minds a distant projection of a farmhouse in green fields not far from a train to take them there and back again living day in and out resting and rising bodies together then apart then together again all the while superimposed both carried in tandem, A living trust in a theoretical universe If they could just reconcile concordance Presently either denying or desiring that which rests at her foundation the high calling of muliebrity manifested in fulfillment of nature Relevant only in relation to another They will not trespass on that thought She would battle her struck wonder And he would sigh as skin pressed And he would sigh wordless Welded by the way he calms her Let it be enough, this backdrop known from a distance as an apparition of sense And make due She with him, without him here. mistress, mistress
where's your witness when the light hides when the night widens I swallow my sorrow like a seed silent and effortless nothing but emptiness. so fleeting
so ephemeral this high we seek these secrets we keep. i keep from you what you'd take from me. Here the ridges are words,
And on the last day Night became Like water in the stillness. We searched for meaning where there was none and sufficed in the flesh form as only promise. I sunk my covet in the ground of an apparition. Grand ambition, architect, an irony composed as our life would become of truth. Here is my kingdom come, here is my kingdom. work is life, helping others is virtuous, solving problems is fun and games when all you want is to fill the void of time and space with activity and purpose. what is my purpose? to do. to be is not enough. though being at peace in nothingness is key. slow summer days give way to a productive fall. do not take for granted the creativity that is potential. be content in everything.
frenetic hyperspace reality
slowed to a lull down ship from honor a sullen witness grows hot, still wanton breaks bellicose and gnashing eager for the fight Ride the magnetic wave
The mirror of time In space hyper-reality Get accustomed to the Present. We are all One. Shiny objects in Each Other's Eye NO ORBIT.
make your own way on the path before you. your light shines before all your energy field is sacred peace be, egoless self clear airspace all skies safe, my brothers before me as we each are mirrors. 333 Open on all channels
Ready to receive And we're not at the mercy Of your shimmers or spells Your shimmers or spells We are of the earth To her we do return The future is inside us It's not somewhere else One day at a time We call upon the people People have this power The numbers don't decide Your system is a lie We'll take back what is ours One day at a time think of every breath you take
as if it's the last one may you never second guess where peace comes from. Amber crystallized in time
the tide is getting further Nothing repairs the past in her eyes are the words you maneuvered. Listening to Disposition slowed While Little Wing riffs in the background I can feel a sense of peace Coming to stillness Sound can bend time Solace Time in reflection You've done this before, she said to herself. The gongs and golden bowls A time for healing The time cycles The time is now. Shot you in the back of the head
But there was no one there to know Morose I shrugged onward Just another body count It's every Saturday night and the time sure is wrong
Time to get uptight and along, alone Ask every Saturday night while the time sure is wrong Having fun So get along, alone, now alone Alone now Alone And the voice comes disembodied Nothing there but you can hear it You know how to numb the wound But you don't know how to heal it Tryin' waiting for hours, days and years You keep waiting but no one's ever gonna show up here Please don't love me because, Don't love me because You're through hating you Please don't love me because You're through hating you You're through hating you DARK ACHAMOTH BOHEMIAN DAUGHTER ENERGETIC BEACON "THE ITERATIONS WILL CONDUCT THEMSELVES SUBJUNCTIVELY," SAID THE FUTURE TO THE PAST. THERE WAS DEFINITELY NAVIGATIONAL EQUIPMENT IN WALES, SEPT 2013. THE SKY WAS SO BEAUTIFUL.
TEMPESTUOUS AND PROFANE. AS VOLATILE AS THE SEA WITHOUT THE CADENCE. THE SKY COULD MORPH INTO ANYTHING. WIND SYLPHS, SPHERICAL SURELY... 15 years old listening to this on repeat because it felt like home.
No one's picking up the phone Guess it's me and me And this little masochist She's ready to confess All the things that I never thought That she could feel |
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