by Jakob Dylan
Seems like the world's gone underground
Where no gods or heroes dare to go down
As teardrops from a hole in heaven come
Overhead like ravens dropping down like bombs
Through the morning's silver-frosted glow
God says nothing back, but I told you so
God bless the void of my daydreams
Head back in the snow, making angel wings
As slow motion dancing lights at dawn
Sail beneath a burning yellow sun
I'm calling out from the deep ends of my bones
Time says nothing back, but I told you so
Still waters rising in my mind
Black and deep, smoke behind my eyes
Last night I could not sleep at all
I hallucinated that you were in my arms
To be in your heart I failed my own
Love says nothing back, but I told you so
Still here reclimbing every rung
Someone saw something, someone speak up
Back over the rotted bridge I cross
Open up these graves, let these bodies talk
Buried under leaves blood red and gold
Death says nothing back, but I told you so
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
God Says Nothing Back
Labels: disharmony, God, melancholia
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