HAPTIC ON A HALF DAMN ~BY ANONYMOUS
Haptic On A Half Damn,
From Here To Auf Wiedersehen,
Between Ice On The Rocks In My Hard Place,
Haptic On A Half Damn,
From Here To Auf Wiedersehen,
Between Ice On The Rocks In My Hard Place,
Sunset born out of winter charity.
Two hearts sweating at the thought of monotony.
You say I’ll be okay,
That you’re here to stay.
You say you love me,
That you’re dreaming of a we.
How can you still believe?
How do you know I won’t leave?
A world Apart
How did we get so far,
To be a world apart?
Wishing on every star,
After the snow,
A lonely flower tried to grow.
It rose from the ground,
Fighting to be found.
By a girl with braids in her hair,
Trapped under a
Stonehenge
I crawl out from the
Ground my hands are
Bleeding,
My feet drag and
Moss begins to grow on
my shoes
And bugs crawl over my toes
Some say that all forms of darkness are like an abyss. Darkness is twisted silence filled with echoing maniac laughter, and the scent of withering flowers, about as unpleasant as the clicking of nails on tiled floors.
A Coyote crosses the dark street, in the dark fog.
A headless lady pulling shopping carts at the side of the road, her neck lulled back,
A group of men untying two cars on a dark road in the middle of the woods.
Something shady no doubt about it.
I think of you today
with a smile and I say-
you are the best of my days-
on the worst of my days-
If life was fair-
I’d be sitting here with you covered in your dog hair-
see a daisy in my yard white and pure
I pick the daisy and place it in my pocket to save for later
Inside my pocket the petals fall off
Inside my pocket the daisy dries
I pulled the daisy from my pocket