A real good friend always reminds me to NEVER sell my self short--- pardon the pun--- but he has to be way down here to understand this struggle with confidence. Be the first to smell when the shit hits the fan; then be the last to know that every one has run and gone… Don’t get me wrong, this is not fake moderation but it’s more of a confession of mediocrity… Which really isn’t the story here… The real story is the entirety of you and the unabashed beauty that is you. Of course, of course a day (a week or a month…) does not define a person… Which only means a little more time with each other is needed for the questions that bother me…
Then again, this is not the “next” lifetime.
STARGRAZING
(I AM A VINTAGE STAR! RELEASE!)
what lies beneath the truth
which truth bequeaths the lies
for every grain of you
makes me high, dry then fly
but every time you rise
i look at myself fall
each moment that passes
a mirage of your soul
wish and dream,
then crash and scream!
pray then hope,
go astray, cope!
do not fall for a star,
because stars do not fall
this lifetime or the next
still an impenetrable wall!
(I AM A VINTAGE STAR! RELEASE!)
what lies beneath the truth
which truth bequeaths the lies
for every grain of you
makes me high, dry then fly
but every time you rise
i look at myself fall
each moment that passes
a mirage of your soul
wish and dream,
then crash and scream!
pray then hope,
go astray, cope!
do not fall for a star,
because stars do not fall
this lifetime or the next
still an impenetrable wall!
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