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Cicada
By Ryan Johnston
It's never early
Never in the day
When the sun,
Brilliant with it's touch
Is drifting through the cracks
Of shapes, asleep in front
It's too late
To think about
It's too late to
Wrap myself in this
In the night
Guiltless with it's brush
Covering what we could always see
When all the lights were on
And I know
Tomorrow's up to me
It's in me still
Searching for that peace
Imagination bleeds
Raining over sleep
Pouring like an ocean
Running off into space
When you're not here
To ground me
Missing things
After letting go
Missing more than you know
Connect in dreams
I still see you
With all the lights on
Embracing change
Like poison in my veins
Would embrace my heart
Wishing you could know
You distill my blood
Connect in dreams
I still see you
Keep the lights on
Stay with me, don't let go
This ending plays over
With the lights out
I'll still be waiting
Wishing you could know
You're sewn into my soul.
I'm on a comment frenzy, you are going to have so many emails from me.
ReplyDeleteI love this:
"Imagination bleeds
Raining over sleep
Pouring like an ocean
Running off into space"
because of the rhythmic "fluid" theme, very strong IMO. I'm always into saying something in a visual, interesting way. "If You Let it" has a similar section where you use "weaving and winding" several times, but in interesting ways. It reminds me of the CRAP design philosophy.
Thanks again Jade. Your opinion is always an important one. :)
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