Alchemy Ave.

Say we would meet
We would laugh, lift, and lie down
We would sigh in relief

Say we would talk
We would search for words
To share what we seek

I'd speak your mind as you'd speak mine

Say we would fall
We would fold up
And find ourselves in isolated time

Have heart, keep upbeat, and trip the light

A blank of stillness lingers
Between these four white walls
A floral dream intrudes
Through the window of my mind

Now in these pale surroundings
I am with coloured trees
That softly shift through
The seasons of my mind

Outside prismatic places
Time swiftly passes by
At ease when I am
Within the depths of my mind

This white room

Outside prismatic places
Time swiftly passes by
At ease when I am
Within the depths of my mind

This white room
Like white light
Contains color

On your own you're free to linger
Chasing air, you are happily heading nowhere

Does this straight line really take you further
You’ve convinced yourself
Things just won’t ever start to waver

Face the tide and slip into discomfort

Reappear, as you were
Reassured by the sight of steady waters

Face the tide and slip into discomfort
It takes her eyes to see through this discomfort

Bearly awake, motionless
We all hibernate, down deep like grizzlies
Sunken in sleep, with slow beating hearts
We are drowning in dreams, ready to surface

We are losing our ways, wasting away
We are soft and afraid, stop turning your pillows
Craft and play, taste and shout
Call your brothers, find your ways again

Take this sullen heart, toss it to the ground

Why is it we always
Relapse into this sorry state
And why do we need to fall
To get up again in solar days

You say I undress your dreams
When did you forget to remember me
O, did I mistake your smile
In memory, entanglement of time

All that remains is your sugar in my veins
Since you and I, we laid off our youth
There are things I’ll do to break the truth

I cannot resolve the silence

You take your time
To regulate your thoughts
And picture all outcomes
But to make up your mind
As to finding your purpose
Make a simple draft

You said you felt like
You were wholly covered with heavy feathers
Don’t strive for bird’s-eye view
Just live your silver years

You don’t care about cold hearted conflict
Over mindless spillage into murky waters

But when you start to drift off
You get stressed out, you fall apart
Your chest pressed down by swollen air
Why not live your silver years

Take it as it comes
There’s always a choice to be made

Flickering thoughts break up the sight
Of common days I've come to live in
A shivering sound suddenly spills
Between the steady waves I've come to live with

Purple flares followed by a humming in shimmering twilight
Colourless hovering of bees against a heather background

I'm taking this ghost out for a walk
To get it off my chest

I am soul, I am change, I am

You can't seem to find your garden
When days are dull you feel sullen

You don't seem to grasp this buzzing in your ears
But these days all end in the gutter

You’re hauling

In glaring neon lights you go out
And you stumble down the sidewalk
With a broken smile

I am soul, I am force
And I am all fragile components

You don’t cut like me