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friend of a friend
03:59
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She was a friend of a friend
And she had dreams
To live her life in salted air
And slumber 'neath the wind
I was not the same
I had no mind for dreams
Content to live where I was wrung
In time we'd learn to change
She spoke to me in song
Of all the beauty and the colour in the world
How the sky was much more beautiful when greyed with clouds
And how the trees were that much prettier once their leaves had gone
So she sang, every not she knew
And the field were full of sun and skies were blue
So she sang, and the universe replied the same tune
And the future seemed so bright for life in two
To be free
To find
The sea
A life began in sprint
Taking risks being reckless living free
But 'fore long
Began to tire
And lost sight if our dreams
We settled into life
The monotony was pleasant for a while
Then with all things repetition
Stole away our time
A life had passed us by
With the curtains closing sooner everyday
Now the grey had taken hold
And the trees were standing naked in the snow
So I sang
Every note I knew
To the stars and to the heavens
Silent behind the moon
So I sang
And cursed the seas for two
If only we had sprinted further still
To be free
To find
The sea
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another day
03:39
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Bottle after bottle he was watching the clock
She was singing in the kitchen, spinning in her socks
She was feeling all the days that lay ahead of her
Was it more the same?
He married her one June, all told
Her family was there, he came alone
They buried her in March, once she’d found the strength
He left alone, her voice an echo in his head
I see empty roads ahead of me
Footpath glistens from the rain
Nothing more to life but more the same
It’s the end, but there’s still another day
Till death do us part her life was sold away
To be given into motion, that monotonous decay
Dreams of summer beaches on the continent were gone
She'd learn to live, each day each day each day
The Neighbours knew no better, they heard every bruise he made
Would they pay the price of silence? Are they guilty all the same?
Believers in a judgement they hope to not receive
As faith recedes, fear is all they see
Bottle after bottle he was watching the clock
Fingers twisting twine, pulling tight the knot
He'd been feeling all the days that lay ahead of him
Was it more the same?
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anne-marie
02:51
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Sunlight glowing Golden on the fields of Bohadeen
Crystals in the Harbour shimmer silver in the sea
A father in the warehouse shifting crates, breaking skin
His eyes set on the future of his young girl Ann-Marie
Spring blew past his windows and the summer settled in
The dog she birthed a litter, and the neighbours took some in
Time had moved so quickly he’d forgot how fast they age
A boy proposed to Ann-Marie and took his girl away
She moved away to London, he had cousins in the docks
She’d live above a tailor’s and sell peanuts on the clock
Fall would last forever, no more meadows, no more green
But he knew he’d have to let go get lost among the weeds
Winter came on heavy, the world was white with fear
The coldest in an age, most the puppies disappeared
Fever took her father, the work became too much
‘fore the daffodils had blossomed he had given up the ghost
Nothing quite as sombre as a funeral in Spring
She’d ferried from the city, she was back to Bohadeen
Sunlight glowing golden on the grass above his grave
Sailing home for closer she would have to try again
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transient and colourful
03:15
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Fragile was the snow when winter fell
Summer like a distant dream again
We'd waded through the fall to find ourselves
This empty winter canvas ours to fill
I wandered through the trees all draped in white
Kneeling to the sky, it's gift of life
No sun, no moon, no stars, just blinding blue
The ocean of the sky is frozen too
He spoke to me, In silver tongues
These words
Covered in Blue
Spring grew down the hills with yellow skin
A bitterness had sewn it's sees within
In the melting snow his heart went black
Regret became of life no turning back
We sank below, I grasped
Those words
Covered in Blue
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set to snow
04:04
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Settle in for the night
It's set to snow if the wind is right
In morning we can head outside
Summit hills to cast our eyes
Over every ashen inch of ice
To breathe the sharp and bitter breeze
Make ourselves another memory
Jacob rose before the dawn
To see his wife off into town To run a bakery Passed down through the family tree
In hand a flask of iced caffeine
An absent mine, devoutly loved
She went off to work
Jacob walked the kids to school
As a loving dad was want to do The paper read "Two Feet of Snow"
A brazen lie, or brainless joke
His boy and girl with Sundays lunch
Tightly stowed in winter coats
Gave dad a hug and dashed to school
Arriving home to start the day
A legal pad and fountain pen
He'd sketch his thoughts
A writer of a fiction world
To juxtapose his early aspiration
He'd compose a fairy tale
From his bed
Jacob worked up a hankering
He'd go to town, to the bakery
To fetch bread, under the guise of making lunch
To see his wife his true objective
He'd bring her flowers from the porch
To light the mood
Jacob wasn't seen again
That mundane life his only wish
Cut short by a car adrift
The icy roads had seen to it
Through ordinary life and death
Jacob dreamed of Sunday night
A promise made before the white
Settle in for the night
It's set to snow if the wind is right
In morning we can head outside
Summit hills to cast our eyes
Over every ashen inch of ice
To breathe the sharp and bitter breeze
Make ourselves another memory
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Someone's singing in that window
I can hear her passing by
She can't sing in tune but neither can I
So I don't mind
I feel her words like their my own
With gentle melodies that pull me by the soul
We'll never meet and yet my heart calls out to know
What's your name?
Why is yesterday always so magnetic when we write
We live the fantasy of memories
Our minds fading further from reality
And When the sorrow grows within,
It takes a song to make us whole again
And though the words are not your own
Feel the same
I fall in love with all the silence
Every breath between the words
Every note that changes the way I feel
I can go and change direction
I can force a different life
But what's the use in pushing boulders up a hill
Just to die
And when the monsters of the future
Come to bear their fangs at me
I'll pass this window and hope to hear you sing
And if not I'll sing a song
An ode to you
To the friend, the company, whose name I never knew
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