friendly ways
to meet a kind
stranger there
Who'll take me
and you where
we need to be
Goeth there my
child and set
their hearts
afire
And danse beneath
the winter's sage
brush moon
Coldness at the
heart of the sun
Wreathes of
Burgundy and
taciturned
gloved ones
Nocturne
moments the
music we hear
will releaseth our
fear and signal
forth a new
gentle dawning age
And the pain in
our hearts will be
transformed into
winged angels
with Golden wings
Electric guitars
Sending feedback
all the way
up to Mars
It's pyrimidial
thoughts
Empty out
into my room
Take me there
Oh sweet electric chair
Danse on a tight rope
Swinging in the air
My umbrella sits
Amid the unspoken
Lot of disrepair
The circus came
and went like a
thief in the night
What's left is just
Bitter sweet
Popcorn and candy
Sticking to my feet
And a memory
of a moment
lost forever
In the cobwebs
of my mind...