Friday, February 04, 2005
the melody that is in me
the shade of a sad guitar beside the fireplace
distorted, wound up with broken strings
this melody i cannot play
what was might never be anymore
that which i hold dear, impossible
the many things that i am waiting for
when the fears come true the heart dismembers
let the picture that painted be bleak
the sky splattered with shades of grey in blue
the sun not seen yet the rain not expected
i'm hanging about without clue
the thunder is silent
and the clouds gather
the lightning deafens
but you don't seem to hear
the song that right now plays in me
screams at me when i'm quiet
unable to sing this song for you
trenched in this place and mired
clearly demarcated, vaguely drawn
this line that is in between
i can't see this boundary
risk it all or stay within
