Saturday, November 29, 2014

THE GREAT PAN IS DEAD

Years go by
you still know nothing
a stranger with your exact same name come and fuck you up
as your dirty mirror

it's all covered in dirt again

and a song can drive you nuts exactly the same way special songs did many years ago

and time never passes by

and feelings never go away

and the road ahead it's always there for us waiting to be 
walked 
eaten 
and 
swallowed


and it feels glorious indeed

Tell me when the world is ending
You won't be there, still pretending
I was just someone you would love to love
But never love

I know people without substance
Will fill themselves with substances
But then, honey child
There was us, there still is

I will come running
Gunning trough the years
Hunting heart
Crushing fear

I am still haunting down the roads
I know of the hell
That begs and burns below


Tell me how the stars exploded
Heaven caved in, earth corroded
I was still breaking my body in
When you first touched me

I know people will say
We've thrown our lives away
But is there a trail to salvation
Or salvation anyway

Their love laughs at locksmiths
We're smashing trough the windows
Of delicate dream homes
I feel so crowded alone

The empathy of breaking chains
The sympathy in crashing waves
Careful boy, caution girl
I do not think we were meant for this world

Forever haunted
By the roads I know
And if not above
I'll see you below

Mirror Mirror
I see beauty