lost at sea...

thunder on the mountain
fire down below
storm clouds
gather
in my
love
weary
soul

days turn to nights and
nights turn to hell
nothing been
the same
since
i
fell

in the oceans of
your eyes
the depth
of which
the
gods
belie

sucked down deep in
the currents strong
lookin’ at you
was what
 

i
done
wrong

.

.

.

and the band plays on...

elephant tusks rip
through the dark blue night

as your fingers part
my red red seas
lifting up the me of me
love flows up
and love flows down
washin’ away
those sacred sounds

throughout this holy
of holy nights
my crimson plight
too late to shut
the gilded gate
my fatal fate
as the band plays on

and elephant tusks rip
through the dark blue night

tearing lost dreams apart
as wind songs track
the cries of my heart

and red eyes shred reality
on the hard dried plains
of wilted hopes
and stark finality

as elephant tusks rip
through the dark blue night

and the lion roars
and herons take flight
taking with them
your precious light

and i become
a liquid dream
in aphrodite’s ancient scheme
leaving me alone
with just my screams

elephant tusks rip
through the dark blue night

and the band plays on
.
.
.