Monday, April 30, 2007
¿No es irónico que me despierte pensando en la fecha de hoy?
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Sunday, April 29, 2007
XV

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Saturday, April 28, 2007

From Feathery Wings

I'm so sick and tired of
the taste of tears
the sting of pain
the smell of fear
the sounds of crying

I'm trying to earn a set of feathery wings
to take me away from here
its me you leave
you're gone from here
don't leave from here
don't leave me here
I hate it here
you're gone from here
don't leave me here
I need you here
I need to see you smile
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Friday, April 27, 2007
EPITAPH


Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back
and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.
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Monday, April 16, 2007
Claro que me importa.


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Sunday, April 15, 2007
Sender Was a Woman



Half in the Shadows
Half in the
Husky Moonlight
And half insane just a sound
In the night
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
The Court

The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun.
The purple piper plays his tune,
The choir softly sing;
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,
For the court of the crimson king.

The keeper of the city keys
Put shutters on the dreams.
I wait outside the pilgrim's door
With insufficient schemes.
The black queen chants
the funeral march,
The cracked brass bells will ring;
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the crimson king.

The gardener plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a flower.
I chase the wind of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour.
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
The orchestra begin.
As slowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court of the crimson king.

On soft gray mornings widows cry
The wise men share a joke;
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy the hoax.
The yellow jester does not play
But gentle pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king.
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Wednesday, April 11, 2007

LARK'S TONGUES IN ASPIC
IV




Symbols of Our Life and Times

The Deception of the Thrush

One Giant Leap for ManKind

She carries me Through days of apathy
She washes over me
She saved my life
in a manner of speaking
When she gave me back
The Power To Believe

One Time
Two Hands


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Sunday, April 08, 2007

Fleur de Feux

Comme une Ourage

Trempée

Comme toujours

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