Feels pretty good

Feels pretty good right now
feels like flying in the clouds
I know it’s really stormy out
but I just can’t come down
don’t feel my flesh no more
feel my wings upon the floor
so far away but still I’m up
in the sky I can’t feel nothing
drunk off what will never come
up in the clouds it’s always fun

Sulfur

Black and blue melt down
sulfur clouds surround
the note is not profound
though it is a pleasant sound
trumpets all lie down
on floors so cold surround
blue and black they wait
sulfur clouds from floors they take
blacken out the night
the note it plays to dry to save
the sky that’s burning on

Black

Too many sun flowers
too much doubt
finding myself
like a murderous trout
I got the answers
but I don’t know why
trapped in the cosmos
trapped in the mind
somebody else
let’s you forget rhyme
drink it all down
too many ways out
too many shame clouds
finding myself now
and then it goes black

A lot to learn

Too much to learn tonight
I don’t really want to fight
but I can’t keep moving slow
can’t keep this wagon’s roll
got only one wheel right now
got nowhere to go but I’ll
I’ll be alright somehow
got my neck in the clouds
head clear of everything
I’m learning to meet needs
got myself all but clean
smoking my pipe of please
I don’t think I’ve got dreams
but everything’s clear it seems
I don’t want want to fight
but I can’t be up all night
I think I’ll say goodbye
catch me another midnight
cause I’m out up in the clouds
rolling down my feet on ground
everything is looking up
I got myself the lessons uncut

Sirens

We see the sirens coming
hear their songs through clouds
the pain that keeps on leaking
the drums too loud for sound
no music to accompany
no one’s hand to hold
the sirens they are coming
showing all for all to know
to see what’s deep within them
hear their words directly from soul
we see the sirens coming
angels in gold silk
beautiful and glowing
the grace of life giving milk
we see the women coming
the sirens we all covet
hear their songs through clouds
the sky that spit them out
falling like the stars
the sirens trap our mouths

Pastel clouds

Pastel clouds raining diamonds
multicoloured gems and stones
everything is shattering slowly
burning up and melting poorly
never dripping never drop
the chunks they form
and then they stop
right above the wide open eye
the pupil dilated the iris all white
pastel clouds in dying sky
rain diamonds down in multicolour
everything falls to another

What dreams are

Dreams are made of fire
burning bright and out of time
dreams are candy coated
pinks and purples on a plate
everything is burning
sugar clouds become the flames
the sky all lit in technicolor
amber threads of sweet delay
dreams are made of silver pillows
golden sheets in disarray
dreams are made of glass
and they shatter just as easy
when everything’s in plastic
it’s hard to go to sleep

Within and above

I’m living on a rainbow
watching sorrow drop
it drips off the clouds it paints
like blood drips out of cloth
living on a rainbow
drinking crystal coated dreams
everything is silky
the smooth will make you scream
I’m living on a rainbow
colors blur my eyes
sight is candy coated
clouds are rich in soft
melting in your hands
the palm that isn’t bought
living in a rainbow
watching sorrow drop
it paints the world alone and grey
candy leaving tooth decay
watching with blurred eyes I see
living in the colors rainbows dream
living in the sorrow
means living well beneath

Like an angel

She sings like an angel
at least that’s what they say
she looks like a child
giving happiness away
the fear within her eyes
like mirrors to a soul
a vision of a girl
never to grow old
she sings like an angel
high upon a cloud
she sings about the pain
as though it is profound
a heart that breaks like glass
with eyes that shed diamond tears
the world that she inhabitants
draws visions from her ears
and everything she sings
decays her soul some more
she lost all of her feathers
when her wings fell to the floor.