Todd Barriage - The Spoken Word lyrics
[Todd Barriage - The Spoken Word lyrics]
We held hands on the last night
Of earth our mouths filled with
Dust, we kissed in the fields and
Under trees, screaming like dogs
Bleeding dark into the leaves it
Was empty on the edge of town but we
Knew everyone floated along
The bottom of the river so we
Walked through the waste where
The road curved into the sea
And the shattered seasons
Lay, and thе bitter smell of
Burning was on you like
A disеase in our cancer of passion you said
"Death is a midnight runner"
The sky had come crashing down like
The news of an intimate
Suicide we picked up the shards
And formed them into
Shapes of stars that wore like
An antique wedding dress the
Echoes of the past broke the hearts of the
Unborn as the Ferris wheel silently
Slowed to a stop the
Few insects skittered away in hopes
Of a better pastime i kissed you at the apex
Of the maelstrom and asked
If you would accompany me in a quick fall
But, you made me realize that my ticket
Wasn't good for two i rode alone
You said, "The cinders are falling like
Snow" There is poetry in despair
And we sang with unrivaled beauty
Bitter elegies of savagery and
Eloquence of blue and grey strange
We ran down desperate streets
And carved our names
In the flesh of the city
The sun has stagnated
Somewhere beyond the rim of
The horizon and the darkness is a mystery of
Curves and lines still, we
Lay under the emptiness and
Drifted slowly outward
And somewhere in the middle in
The wilderness we found
Salvation scratched into the earth
Like a message
Of earth our mouths filled with
Dust, we kissed in the fields and
Under trees, screaming like dogs
Bleeding dark into the leaves it
Was empty on the edge of town but we
Knew everyone floated along
The bottom of the river so we
Walked through the waste where
The road curved into the sea
And the shattered seasons
Lay, and thе bitter smell of
Burning was on you like
A disеase in our cancer of passion you said
"Death is a midnight runner"
The sky had come crashing down like
The news of an intimate
Suicide we picked up the shards
And formed them into
Shapes of stars that wore like
An antique wedding dress the
Echoes of the past broke the hearts of the
Unborn as the Ferris wheel silently
Slowed to a stop the
Few insects skittered away in hopes
Of a better pastime i kissed you at the apex
Of the maelstrom and asked
If you would accompany me in a quick fall
But, you made me realize that my ticket
Wasn't good for two i rode alone
You said, "The cinders are falling like
Snow" There is poetry in despair
And we sang with unrivaled beauty
Bitter elegies of savagery and
Eloquence of blue and grey strange
We ran down desperate streets
And carved our names
In the flesh of the city
The sun has stagnated
Somewhere beyond the rim of
The horizon and the darkness is a mystery of
Curves and lines still, we
Lay under the emptiness and
Drifted slowly outward
And somewhere in the middle in
The wilderness we found
Salvation scratched into the earth
Like a message