AGE DREAMER
Walk across foreign lands
Eyes all snowy from the solitude in reign
Remember when
We used to talk hours into the night
Faces lit by dreamy cigarettes
Where has time gone for us to be
So full of pain and hypocrisy
all i can remember
Is the curve of your lazy smile
The overbearing branches of your silence
Hang over and drown me in their might
All I can remember
Is the beauty of your angel presence
Time and time again I know
we will get back together again
But the acid wounds of starless sadness...
Bring me down to earth my friend
I fled to the wild
and burnt all the mail you sent
I lost your faith
In your eyes, one can't repent
Forget what I said
Our rythm is the detroit blues
Comments
jolono | June 22, 2012 - 19:15
Wow, thought this was really good.
scratch | June 22, 2012 - 23:11
And so it is Jolono has said what it is. He is right.
This is a VERY good submission Alexis. More please.
alexislebaroudeur | June 22, 2012 - 23:23
Thanks for your support
I have difficulties maintaining a steady writing schedule, what with inspiration being a seemingly random process.. Is there anything I can do to get inspired more often? As in watching movies, reading books, listening to the radio? Is it possible to control one's creative process?
scratch | June 22, 2012 - 23:26
You can't ever do that Alexis. When it comes you have to ride with it.
scratch | June 22, 2012 - 23:27
Why would you want to 'control' creativity?
alexislebaroudeur | June 22, 2012 - 23:50
It's more.. summoning inspiration
I guess everyone has that problem hahah
scratch | June 22, 2012 - 23:56
Summoning inspiration I suppose is the whole thing. It's the dream- unobtainable ease that would give riches without the pain. Yet somehow if it happened maybe the final product would be the less for it?
the unfolding head | June 24, 2012 - 10:51
especially enjoyed these lines...
"Where has time gone for us to be
So full of pain and hypocrisy
all i can remember
Is the curve of your lazy smile"
inspiring stuff