He was young and bold
thought he was to old
to want to conform
she was shy and free
thought she used to be
a kite in a storm
I despise the cold
or so I've been told
follow your own fate
if you want true wealth
but to know what you hate
you must first know yourself
she is longing for the day
her torture's taken away
he's been expecting the worst
never wanting to be first
follow your own fate
if you want true wealth
but to know what you hate
you must first know yourself
I was worryed about his bile
And he was worryed about my smile
So we ditched the bay
Expecting to come back another day
During our radioactive reception
So before the gardens go blind
And we get to old to find
Time to remember
Lets seize the reflection
On our radioactive reception
In september
Standing
on the shore
next to a crowded beach
that reminded me of a forset
the way all the strangers
kept close, like trees
and the seaguls,
so free,
to poop on the parking lot and
strangers cars.
and steal french-fries
off of a couples picnic blanket
when my shadow drowned
in the damp sand
and my imagination
became to bitter to cope
with the status quo
so I began to dream
the vexatious chatter
was muted by
My Golden Metropolis
of sand and sea
and the I tried flying for a change
the deep blue and green waves
and their infinte tides
of white noise
would be the last to stop me now
so I just kept drifting
untill my island
looked like a sandy paper plate
like I could crumble it up
to stuff it into my pocket
and in that moment
I found myself
hiking through the checkerd valley
when the snowcapped hills
coated mewith icey sludge
and dispite this tragic mess
I stayed warm,
clean
and dry
yet chilled to the bone
by fear of it all ending
and comforted
by the idea of it being all over
then the snow melted
into a school of coral fish
and swam away
till i was left
in a tower of desks
and i was being held in a gaze
with my teacher
as i hand in
a test with the answers
replaced by my
Golden Metropolis
crack of thunder
made me wonder
how much longer
we had before dawn glows
kitten's , gray
giggle and play
on the gamma rays
in darker then most homes
my round ticket
lost half its meaning
when i lost to wicket
my legs lost their feeling
dear sunshine
i find you devine
show your gallery
oh mallery
love this haunted home
the doctor pulled me aside
i had to lower my pride
brace for impact
cuz heres the real fact
i've just widend my sight
my bouncy castle
was the IV bag
the princess's tasle
gave me a white nametag
its hard to find
if your going blind
like the man in the back room
aranging his black toom
and he was nothing but kind
i brough a one way ticket
to were my burns were bound
when i lost to wicket
my head lost its pound
my friend brought me flowers
they grew to green towers
i couldent be more glad
with my situation so bad
my new super powers
Texte: Agenpink
Bildmaterialien: http://www.cnn.com/2013/05/28/travel/100-best-beaches/
Lektorat: bennet
Übersetzung: none
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 28.04.2014
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i dedacate this to my stuffed monkey