Saturday, January 19, 2013

Leaving blues

The fog seems too thick, the night too dark
It seems even the dogs are lonely, just hear them bark
I promise no more explanations, no extended chat
Feel free to anoint me idiot with a tap of this bat

Baby, stay tonight and we'll have a little wine
Don't you rush into the decision that you ain't mine
I'll chase you till you tire of being tired of me
You're hooked to me forever, that's what you'll see

I spoke with your friends that speak ill of me
Bad advice, baby and it'll bring you no glee
So late in the night and seems you just wanna fly
I will be on your tail like a crazy spy

Baby, stay tonight and we'll have a little wine
Don't you rush into the decision that you ain't mine
I'll chase you till you tire of being tired of me
You're hooked to me forever, that's what you'll see

Take me with you if you are hell bent on going
Without you, what do you expect me to be doing?
I lie here with the pencil and my guitar
Words coming to me from a lonely place afar

Baby, stay tonight and we'll have a little wine
Don't you rush into the decision that you ain't mine
I'll chase you till you tire of being tired of me
You're hooked to me forever, that's what you'll see

Here, hold on to the letter, the sum of my love
Turn before you sit in the car and take a peak above
You may change your mind when you see me blue
Of my insanity, my darling you have no clue

Baby, stay tonight and we'll have a little wine
Don't you rush into the decision that you ain't mine
I'll chase you till you tire of being tired of me
You're hooked to me forever, that's what you'll see

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Our Flames


This pursuit is made out to be thorny and hard
It needs dedication and a closed heart
While the passion lies dying somewhere in the dark
Unfound, unloved, relinquished until the last breath
Fleeting moments rekindle the lost spirit, the unrequited love
The warm hand is now resting in an unkind glove


Go for gold and abandon your inner self
The dying flame is now on its last breath
Your passion never left but hides in fear
Of all that you now hold dear


Doors kept opening and shutting with a soft thud
The unspoken truth bobs gently in your blood
They call it success, a product of hard work and focus
When all it is made of is a resounding escape
Deep in the ashes of your core burns a weak ember
Its dying light changing hues from yellow to pitch black


Go for gold and abandon your inner self
The dying flame is now on its last breath
Your passion never left but hides in fear
Of all that you now hold dear


Oh to find that feeling again, the essence of my inner being
The allure that took me has seized me too hard