Muddy Water

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http://www.lakeclinic.org/muddy-water-blues/

 

Do you like the chase more than the catch?

I want future, you want past,

You get bored when you think,

You possess that which you seek,

But I’m assured that with time,

You’d find you’ll never fully possess that which is my mind,

Maybe I think too much but I think you only bore of yourself,

To be clear, I’m inviting you on an adventure, I don’t want anybody else.

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Black Dirt

Black-Loam

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Black dirt,

Will it make it worse?

Make it hurt?

Black dirt,

Will it make it work?

Feel it in your bones

Holy uncontrolled,

Feel it in your soul.

 

Scatter me into the wind,

I thought I would always call you a friend

But now I’m staring down labyrinths, lost again,

I remember the way your eyes,

Used to look into mine,

Long before I drank the poisoned wine,

I tried and I tried to just be fine,

But my heart was shards of what it was,

Covered in invisible cuts,

Wanting so badly to go in reverse but the course is ran,

Please forgive me I can hardly stand,

I’m sinking in the:

 

Black dirt,

Will it make it worse?

Make it hurt?

Black dirt,

Will it make it work?

Feel it in your bones

Holy uncontrolled,

Feel it in your soul.

 

Scatter me once again,

I could no longer pretend

That your shadow didn’t offend,

I remember the way we were innocent,

Before the river ran dry,

Long before I drank the poisoned wine,

I tried and I tried to just be fine,

But burning anger consumed my love,

Covering you in invisible cuts,

I want so badly to take it back,

Truth is, I don’t know who I am,

I’m sinking in the:

 

Black dirt,

Will it make it worse?

Make it hurt?

Black dirt,

Will it make it work?

Feel it in your bones

Holy uncontrolled,

Feel it in your soul.

 

 

Gate of the Deepest Darkness

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https://www.filmsupply.com/clips/two-bare-feet-step-together-on-a-wooden-floor/9090

 

Your bare feet moving across my hardwood floors

Hot ink in hand, seeking a shore,

Cyclical serpentine daydreams,

Wind their way between you and me,

Reverse the course, reverse the fault,

“Here is where your proud waves halt”

I can’t deny what I can’t claim,

Tell me your name.

Spinning Ruah

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The hallway between us, tornado alley,

It feels as if there are magnets behind our eyes,

Pulling us towards a cyclone orbit,

If I could count your pennies,

They might add up and cancel out the bass drum heartbeat that leaves me breathless,

But for now, I brush lips against wind,

Breathe in the breeze, trusting that the storm will pass.