the colour decays .
27.12.03 @ 4:48 p.m.

when the night falls on metropolis,
neon dissonance, warm lipstick,
when the moon shines on the playground,
i will find you in tinsel town.

moving shadows in the shape of what you want to see,
painted fingers & the aromatic botanical perfumes,
& when they;re spinning you can
see them do the strangest things,
building bridges from the slivers of another;s dream.

riding home she falls asleep inside a checkered cab.
in a dream she comes across alice in wonderland.
the maddest hatter surely had her reminiscing
now she hears him saying, "honey, you;re home at last".

when yr heart breaks with the horizon
caked eyelash, torn nylon,
when the light breaks through & frightens you,
you;ll hear the cry to go raining on the sky.

avoiding the eyes, it;s safer to look away.
trapped in a cage & strapped to a hand grenade.
b l o w n

hollowed hearts & faded dreams walk
around like stained glass murals.
the bus is full. i can;t see you. are you still there?
but all i want to do is fly
see the world open wide.

minding my own business.
people they come & people go.
the melting pot
i think that you;re hot enough
to blow up in my face.

i saw a colour & i chased it in the air
a piece of yesterday has caught me in the eye
i see you;re naked here as if it was before
yr eyes in sihouette con me to the ground.

the colour decays.

i see an open road where life is slow & free
& into a distant hope we;ll drive eternally.

music: nine days; end up alone
mood: wacky

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