Left and right, up and down
moving but not moving!
pendulum, pendulum
Homey pigeon is my pain
thought it would be hunger
stomach’s full, pain would remain
In fact it would get stronger
Feeling down, smiling a clown
happy, but not happy!
pendulum, pendulum
Cutting deep the walls of my throat
Down right into my wounded heart
picking an end of its weary stitches,
They’d fly rending their peace bridges
Dropping tears, shutting down
crying but not crying
pendulum, pendulum
Settling in my heart, all my pigeons
their feathers of blades now on fire
that’s the source of my pain, a craving desire
witnessing it all, my soul sobs tears of hymns
holding up, moving on
living but not living
I’m a pendulum, I’m a pendulum!
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