I’m chasing you
To catch up to a memory
Where drums beat cartwheels through my heart
And love has trapped me in a pianos tune
We sip mushrooms
And plant seeds of hope
For all who doubt
That we are in love
And if loving you pass eternity isn’t enough
I will come back
In another life
And love you again
I’m chasing you
To catch up to a memory
Where drums beat cartwheels through my heart
And love has trapped me in a pianos tune
For all who doubt
That we are in love
I will come back
In another life
And love you again
For Halloween I want to be a morphine drip
To let the sun dry me up
And run healing through this broken cup
But there is no sun in October
And the weather is always better after the rain
The atmosphere is clearer
But the environment stays the same
For Halloween I want to be a morphine drip
And sip on tomorrow
And lend out me
And get back things people have barrowed
I want to empty this drip
And let go of Eden that holds on to me with a death grip
The Garden of Eden was not a place
But an atmosphere
And things are not always as beautiful as they may appear
For Halloween I want to be a morphine drip
So I can crawl backwards through my veins
And nod sluggishly off into corrosion
Mixing this chemical with the rain
I want to be a morphine drip
To plunge into this open rip
Keep me filled to slow this painful trip
Drip into this wrought
And saturate every
Contaminated
Delusional
Unclean
Thought
Drip until you can only see the whites of my eyes
Because everything that enters me dies

I’ve been drowning in a smile
Lie so false pedestrians can see it for miles
And my heart refuses to sail a ship
Slanted smile across my lips
And an anchor loosely dangles in the curve of my hips
Lightning bolts springing from the bridge of my fingertips
And I mark the day for happiness
To drive a pathway
Thru my heart
The breeze sways to the rain
But my ankles still tattooed a lock to your chain
And I talk to myself
Cause wont nobody else listen
Translucent memories
Stained by this wrought
Mangled by
The thought
What I thought
About the thoughts
To taunt my brain
Memories unframed
Bringing light to this shame
‘Cause sensations know my name from past games
Mind calling self all kinds of dirty names
And feeling frail
You’re hard to read
Even from beyond this braille
A lover to my pin
I’m lost in this trap
Waking up
Only to begin the noise again
http://soundcloud.com/mentalnotes-1/beauty-is-her-name#play
HE SEEN ME BROKEN
HE SEE’S ME AS BEAUTIFUL
NO COMPROMISING


