a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

city of orchestras – commencement 1:11 كلمات اغاني

once in a silver birch, i sang myself. with kindling enough to get the coals going but nothing to sustain them. the crosshatched tower of wood that stood above the flame would stay dim as the spires stretched and dissipated around them; the northeastern spring had made sure of that. catholic knees insulated me from the rough terrain

i arose just in time to see the completion of the transcontinental railroad and hear shouts of “ich bin ein berliner” bound from larynx to radio wave to tympanic membrane, and repeat. with each step forward i took, a wall of stone entwined with petrified wood remained not more than 3 feet behind. just before the wall fell i turned to see a german soldier, arm outstretched through a break in the wall presenting a sole black-eyed susan with the intent of peace. as i took the flower the wall collapsed on itself, shattering the man’s arm, but magnifying his intention

as it fell, he rose

i turned back to the railroad, susan in hand, but saw only an empty field where once lay the pinnacle of western intervention. in the distance i heard whimperings of joy and pain, but the ground around me had dissipated and left me on a plateau

a house was built upon the wreckage of the wall, using wood and stone alike as foundation. a house was built on the remains of my only friend

as my house drifted away from my home, my family and so-called friends waved cordially as i drifted further. i could see the water that had turned my plateau into a floating island, raising up past my windows, and consuming my house. logic and reason we’re far apart from what i knew as perception. imagination took full precedent

an iceberg had grown inside me. i thought it would destroy my house after the first, second, and third hits, but it was no t-tanic; i was a mouse amongst elephants

my watery journey came to a halt on the banks of the hudson, due west of mount sinai. i was home. i was where my life had started. i foraged west towards the mount. as i climbed, i had hoped i would have been healed but it seemed as if i was on a course for my life to end exactly where it had begun. kevorkian was waiting for me. i tried to think back to when i was born as it was where i now stand. i could recollect or recall, but not remember

my mooring had broken and again i drifted further and further into the unknown waters until the waters dried up and i was set down in what appeared a barren wasteland. contrary to what i had been told to believe, sometimes things are exactly as they seem, as it was in this place

it’d been months since i’d had any inkling of an idea of who or where i was. i was a cosmonaut crashed into earth, crying in rage at having lost all memory of home vs the unknown and the ability to decipher friend from foe, or alien from ally. i was a cosmonaut, crashing to earth

as my vessel fell, so did i

- city of orchestras

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

اهم الاغاني لهذا الاسبوع