Posts Tagged ‘Relationships’
Fractured Narratives
We argued last night
We tore more things apart
We found more anger
We found fear and pain in our hearts
And our shared reality
Is now a fractured one
We cannot communicate
Now understanding’s all goneThe leaves blow in the wind
I can see them fly
And Winter is coming
I can see it in the sky
We hide in entertainment
In provocation and distraction
To avoid what’s coming
We huddle in factionsSomething’s fractured,
Spinning out of control
In the future we planned
In the narratives we told.
In the winds of change
I’m still holding on
And I still have dreamsThere’s a darkness
Hidden deep in us all
Maybe we won’t recognise
Those who make the call
Those who summon it to rise
Like a hungry dog to feed
Those who hide in the shadows
So they won’t bleedSomething’s fractured,
Spinning out of control
In the future we planned
In the narratives we told.
In the winds of change
I’m still holding on
And I still have dreamsFake enemies are blamed
In a circus of simple lies
To hide a complex world
That doesn’t fit our size
Fake Gods are raised
And fake futures are portrayed
Sold by fake prophets
Demanding “blind faith”.On the ocean I’m free
But I’m also alone
And so I trade some freedom
To build flesh on bare bone
And in agreeing to build
And in agreeing to share
We must walk a fine line
Not to lose ourselves out thereWe call out, we call out
But the answer comes back empty
And so I turn to you
And you turn to me
I know you have your truth,
And I have mine
But it’s a shared truth
That we must find
Brick Lane Graffiti
We met that evening
In the ICA cinema
We met that evening
In the ICA cinema
Your hands were so warm
My heart began to thawThey say the darkest hour
Is right before the dawn
They say the darkest hour
Is right before the dawn
It’s been brighter since I’ve met you
Is my conclusion drawnIn the dark at the Green Note
Music floated in the air
In the dark at the Green Note
Music floated in the air
Later we kissed and travelled North
As you moved your hand through my hairWe swim in dirty water
Sometimes we feel sick
We swim in dirty water
Sometimes we feel sick
Some say we’re too sensitive
But I wouldn’t change us a bitWe travelled through London
We saw better by bus
We travelled through London
We saw better by bus
On to Brick Lane graffiti
I love many things about us
Black Mantilla
You’re in a black mantilla by my grave
In the black dress bought from money you’ve saved
You’re in black sunglasses dropping tears
You’re oblivious to quizzical glances here
Now throw in your red rose
To finish your design
And I’ll love you forever
…In the memories I’ve left behind
And I’ll love you forever
…In the memories I’ve left behindYou’re in a straw hat as the waves they pass
You’re drinking Rosado from a beaded glass
You’re in black sunglasses hiding your fears
You’re oblivious to admiring glances here
And the breeze it carries the sun
As the boats begin to dance
As the stars align one more time
…You have one more chance
As the stars align one more time
…You have one more chanceWe acquire knowledge,
And we pass it on down the line
We do what we can
As we pass through time
Even with our backs against the wall
There’s still hope for us today
We have no answers
But we still have stuff that we can say
And I know we have no answers
But we still have stuff that we can sayWe love each other
With our beautiful fractured hearts
We need something to hold onto
We need someone’s hand to grasp
Loco Man
Worries about trust
Are you seeing someone?
Rationally I said no
But instinctively I said runI said I gotta go
You were stunned you began
But then you angrily said
You must be loco…manI’m not loco
I’m not loco
Just an ordinary
Ordinary…manWorries about trust
Accusation and doubt
You got a problem now
You wanna change me aboutSometimes, I stumble
Sometimes, into the dark
Sometimes, I handle it
Sometimes, it leaves a markI’m not loco
I’m not loco
Just an ordinary
Ordinary…man
Karma Chameleon
Actions speak much louder
Given with the right intention
Instead of chameleon words
Hidden with clever inventionWhat do you want of me now?
In those chameleon words, I can’t hear?
But I remember your actions
Is it Karma that you fear?“Don’t hate me” you strangely said
But it’s something I never do
I’ve called you out as wrong
That’s all I think of youWhat do you want of me now?
In those chameleon words, I can’t hear?
But I remember your actions
Is it Karma that you fear?You can survive as a chameleon
But you’ll leave much undone
You gotta stand out with respect
When you wanna get someWhat do you want of me now?
In those chameleon words, I can’t hear?
But I remember your actions
Is it Karma that you fear?
Actions Speak Louder
Well the parting was disjointed
And of an apparent selfish design
Was it just a clumsy mistake?
Or something more planned and malign?
The magic left like a light going out
Like air from a hissing balloon
The barriers came crashing down
Rushing the warmth from the roomI was made redundant
My services not now required
This was a crash landing
Ice emerged from the fire
Such breathless, ruthless action
No time even to think
A sword taken to the chain
It cut straight through the linkLater when I resurfaced
After gut wrenching days
“Keep good memories of us”
“Don’t hate me”, she says
Her actions had spoken louder
They didn’t care what I thought
Was a dishonest bow-tied closure?
Now really what she sought?“Oh, integrity’s important to me,
I don’t want you to feel used”
(Accepting no responsibility
But implying my feelings are confused)
I can forgive of course
But only with explicit request
And only with some recognition
That growth and change are a questNothing can protect me now
Cos everything must change and end
But there are more loving ways
Of leaving the party at the bend
Something nags at her inside
Maybe it’s the karma that she’s won?
Somewhere she needs approval
Something’s yet unfinished and undone
The Mansions of the Dead
I awoke and rose above
The detritus of the night
Half-remembered dreams
In the anxious half-light
I heard silent whispers
In the candlelight as they fed
I saw the forgotten many
In the mansions of the deadI watched her as she talked
I saw her emotions flicker
I thought and wondered why?
Do her angels and demons bicker?
I see a cloud of sadness float by
I wondered what does it teach?
What hand is on her shoulder?
And from where does it reach?In the night I feel her
Breathing love and affection
Her legs curl around mine
Does she seek my protection
My prayers rise like incense
Quietly above her head
As she searches for the answers
In the mansions of the dead
Uneasy
When you parted from me
I felt uneasy
Incomprehensibly
I felt uneasyWe’d connected tentatively
Then more deeply
All too briefly
More deeplyWe rode wildly,
We fell differently
You and me
DifferentlyHave you taken from me?
All you needed from me?
Unquestionably
All you needed from me?What do you think when you see?
Your memories?
Playing timelessly?
In your memories?We’re moving on freely,
Moving on differently
You and me
DifferentlySince you parted from me,
I’ve felt uneasy
Instinctively
I’ve felt uneasy
No Words Left
I’ve no words left
After how we parted
I’m alone at sea
Trust’s now re-startedWhat now of my needs?
What now of yours?
The contract’s broken
Back knocking on doors“Lovely, lovely memories”
Yes…you’re so right
They shine so bright
In this cold turkey nightOf course it’s my shit
I know it’s mine to manage
In this cold empty silence
I will limit the damageWe lived wild for a time
We trusted each other
In a brief oasis of time
We enjoyed each other
Things Fade
Alexanderplatz in the snow
Berlin Cathedral on show
Grey sky, Blue stars appearNear Frankfurter Tor
Something began to stir
We drank beers and examined our yearsI lost myself…I lost myself
We give so much
Now what’s left of us?
As we fit in and survive we saidLater we stared at that dome
And talked of our homes
And how our past pulls and things fadeI lost myself…I lost myself
