Sunday, June 24, 2007
Sky
A new song by Deb exploring the ongoing push-pull relationship with her muse.
When the sky
Is hot and dry
I can’t seem to find
My way back to you
In this world
No one keeps their word
And the promised bird
Flies away from you
There’s no sleep on this bed of nails
Bitter weeping and keening wails
Oohoo oohoo oohoo
Oohoo oohoo oohoo
Oohoo oohoo oohoo
Water’s deep
And minds are weak
And the raven beaks
Her way back to you
Bluey bright
Burn the stars at night
And the blindman’s light
Shines the way for you
Tattered prose in the silence rages
Forgotten rose ‘tween the empty pages
Oohoo oohoo oohoo
Oohoo oohoo oohoo
Oohoo oohoo oohoo
When the sky
Is clear and wide
The raven flies
Calling out to you
Oohoo oohoo oohoo
Oohoo oohoo oohoo
Oohoo oohoo oohoo