Stairway Sonatas
Petals of Laceration
The flowers, they disperse
They understand
Where I'm coming from
Running in directions
We are lost in
Yet here inside
We find one another
Enclosed in petals
As tender as our tears
We fall
To the feelings of love
With only sunshine
Left to guide us
We live in the soil
Erased by the cycle
Of rain beneath
That soaks into the souls
Of strangers
But we are alone in shelter
Protected
Remains
Pure from desecration
Their petals, bruised,
Broken in the process
Of laceration
No feelings, they are numb
Taken, confused, dumb
Eclipsed by illusions,
Of self-infliction,
Violated by vanity
And paraded by delusion
Safeguarded to catch you
When you fall
Yet under umbrella skies
We catch them all
Pods of dreams
With inner faces
That look toward the sun
Why does the rain run dry?
Where will they run?
When will they realise…
We are content;
To soak in our skins
In a sud of fermentation
Sap to honey
Petal by petal
Left to torn away
In a process of laceration
We will watch the moon fall
The sun rise over the sea shore
Of the Atlantic
Stars shoot their chances;
But after it all disappears
And the days turn into years
As petal by petal is blown away,
Torn, broken and rejected in two
And the seeds disperse
A petal will remain…
…as if only we knew.
They understand
Where I'm coming from
Running in directions
We are lost in
Yet here inside
We find one another
Enclosed in petals
As tender as our tears
We fall
To the feelings of love
With only sunshine
Left to guide us
We live in the soil
Erased by the cycle
Of rain beneath
That soaks into the souls
Of strangers
But we are alone in shelter
Protected
Remains
Pure from desecration
Their petals, bruised,
Broken in the process
Of laceration
No feelings, they are numb
Taken, confused, dumb
Eclipsed by illusions,
Of self-infliction,
Violated by vanity
And paraded by delusion
Safeguarded to catch you
When you fall
Yet under umbrella skies
We catch them all
Pods of dreams
With inner faces
That look toward the sun
Why does the rain run dry?
Where will they run?
When will they realise…
We are content;
To soak in our skins
In a sud of fermentation
Sap to honey
Petal by petal
Left to torn away
In a process of laceration
We will watch the moon fall
The sun rise over the sea shore
Of the Atlantic
Stars shoot their chances;
But after it all disappears
And the days turn into years
As petal by petal is blown away,
Torn, broken and rejected in two
And the seeds disperse
A petal will remain…
…as if only we knew.
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Petals of Laceration
Petals of Laceration