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quarta-feira, 30 de janeiro de 2013

Ferris Wheel

I detach from the flight then I recline my resistence
The crescent airs put me back in those shooting lines again
As I dive off the clouds my heart pounds and slowly knows
These wore off words can't be projected in thin air

Once the colors grows and the high blows starts to ease
I feel these shades drowning in the haze of my reveries
As I look down, I'm three tones out from my own will
And soon I'll know myself again in this ferris wheel

One minute ago and I swore it was going to rain
In the moment before the moment unfurl in fury and strenght
It expanded hopefully at the time when I felt everything
And all along up there it was piped air whistling in my ears

Since I see it all assuage among proper gauges and scales
I know I'm not far from sticking my heart out from bale
Safe, clean and sound, my hope is bounded to be distilled
And then fates will find themselves in this ferris wheel

I let this late calm start to float and grow a soul on me
And I set free what I haven't said to set my mind at ease
I spare every pray alibi, 'cause they're no longer mine
And they've never shifted or got a lift in a wide open sky

Finally risen some decibels above reason and sighs
The raindrops are close and slowly frozen beneath the light
Captive for life in the spirit from where I have a clean view
On this eternal unwitting spinning glassed ferris wheel

segunda-feira, 7 de janeiro de 2013

Reverie

My love wore boots like he was in war
And wore his horse to take me to the shore
My love used to celebrate natural bents
All them acquired from self experiments
My love would always lay down his hair
And never bragged for surviving the rain
My love used to keep rainbows in our bed
And draw bright days in our window panes

I still wait for him to take me home
But if he'd not come, I'll go alone

My love wore his poncho like a royal cape
And didn't need a carnival or an eventual escape
My love used to treasure and protect our liberty
And much he would humbly offer to me
My love used to sing among the mountains
Where thunderbolts and fake hyms can't reach
My love lived for my eyes, heart and veins
Always stretching towards both sides of glory

I still wait for him to take me home
But if he'd not come, I'll go alone

I just wanted to live in still waters
I just wanted to live in an acre of moon
In the gloom of sapience, where the air runs dries