Ashes of the Sun
Sleep, talk to me like the ghosts of fallen leaves
Blown from an autumn tree.
Reach in between every empty space inside of me.
My love, it’s forever just begun
In a fraction of a moment;
In the ashes of the sun
In the sky, where the wind in perfect silence sings to no one.
Through the leaves, across the stones,
Beneath the trees, into these bones,
Along your cheek, and through your hair,
To breathe me in when I’m not there.
My love, it’s forever just begun,
A multitude imagined in a universe of one.
My love, it’s forever just a dream,
In a fraction of a moment;
In the ashes of the sun
A beaten path, an open sail,
A corridor, a dusty trail,
A highway sign, a stepping stone,
A broken line, a place called home
My love, it’s forever just begun,
A multitude imagined in a universe of one.
My love, it’s forever just a dream,
In a fraction of a moment;
In the ashes of the sun
Gulf Of Mexico (Salt & Oil)
The solution was clear,
Romantic escape to the coastline.
I’ll drive if you steer.
It was only a good dream.
We woke up alive on the Gulf of Mexico.
The look in your eyes rolled up with the tide.
We woke up and cried in the Gulf of Mexico.
You told me goodbye.
Not quite how we planned
It’s all drifting away to the gulf stream
Feet stuck in the sand.
Sandpipers & pipe dreams.
We woke up alive on the Gulf of Mexico.
The look in your eyes washed up with the tide.
We woke up and cried in the Gulf of Mexico.
We said our goodbyes.
All of the good things deep inside
Can turn to poison in the light.
We woke up alive on the Gulf of Mexico.
The look in your eyes rolled up with the tide.
We woke up and cried in the Gulf of Mexico.
I told you goodbye.
One Golden Day
One light shines on all of us.
The smallest thing, the glorious.
This golden day is upon us, one golden day.
The moment comes to everyone.
The smoke and mist blot out the sun.
This golden day is upon us, one golden day.
This passing wave took us over.
Much more than almost there
With all the time in the world
emitte lucem et veritatem, in articulo mortis.
In articulo mortis, vale!
Omni caliga et fumus.
Ab initio, solus nobis.
Natura in minima maxima.
Gloria!
This golden day is upon us, one golden day.
Winter Lullaby
Every day’s a winter day as the snowflakes fill the air.
Sun, don’t shine, it’s wintertime and we know just what to wear
so rip that calendar off the wall
because there’s no such thing as Summer, Spring, or Fall.
Icy winds are here again and this time they’re here to stay.
Frozen nights and northern lights, every afternoon is grey,
so rip that calendar off the wall
because there’s no such thing as Summer, Spring, or Fall.
Every day’s a winter day as the snowflakes fill the sky.
Sun, don’t shine, it’s almost time for our Winter lullaby,
so rip that calendar off the wall
because there’s no such thing as Summer, Spring, or Fall.
Comet
This is a perfect day for a comet to wipe the earth away & all things on it.
This is a perfect day for the truth to fall from the sky.
This is a perfect day for a comet, and if I have my way nothing can stop it.
This is a perfect day for a message from on high.
Fire! Water! In a blink of every eye.
Lovers in the arms of each other all at once understand
How it feels when two worlds collide.
This is a perfect day, today.
Under The Ride
I couldn’t abide the carnival’s seething.
I thought I could hide down under the wheels.
They screech & they glide.
I guess I’ll kill some time under the ride.
And down came the rain. We met on the cold ground.
Their necks were all craned. I was trying to slow down the slide.
I guess I’ll stay behind, under the ride.
Corona, Corona
Crescent sun shadows vanish on the wall.
Bathed in light, crescent shaped leaves fall.
Sing it to the half moon whose other half is gone.
Breath in flight like no other song.
It’s coming all undone.
I’m disappearing with the sun.
Let it all go.
Corona, Corona.
Illuminate me. Dissipate me.
Roll me home in your deep, dark daydreams.
So when they try to tell you that you can’t have it all,
that’s alright. Nothing could be better.
It’s coming all undone.
I’m disappearing with the sun.
Let it all go.
Corona, Corona.
My Favorite Time
Clouds of wings returning home. The winter’s here as we alone descend.
It’s my favorite time again.
We wandered off the frozen road. Our tracks were covered up with snow.
Amen, because it’s my favorite time again.
All gone, all is one. There are so many ways to leave a road behind.
It has all just begun to fall into place. It’s my favorite time, the end.
Snowfall. Black sheep singing us to sleep. Try to savor it.
It’s my favorite time again.
Black cloud. Snowflake. We almost fell awake. Mute elated.
It’s my favorite time again.
All gone, all is one. There are so many ways to leave the skin behind.
It has all just begun to fall into place. It’s my favorite time, the end.
c Pat Millius
Dark Circles "One Golden Day"
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