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Sunsets
02:28
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He who collects sunsets
red as embers in his hand.
Who captures crimson evenings
casting colors on the sand.
He’s nowhere near this place.
I yearn for his embrace.
For him to be here where I am.
It always seems to take me by surprise,
like catching my reflection in his eyes.
How against the odds it seemed –
he saw me in his dreams,
and once again, after the sunrise.
He who collects sunsets
red as embers in his hand.
Who captures crimson evenings
casting colors on the sand.
My world’s in disarray.
Take me to the bay.
Take me to that place of yours
beyond my reach, beside the shores.
I will watch wonder of your ways.
It always seems to take me by surprise,
like catching my reflection in his eyes –
seeing stars again, as they saw me in his dreams.
If this story feels like fiction can this feeling
be as real as it seems.
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The Widow's Defense
04:07
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I knew a boy who was wise in his years,
ridden with sorrows, and burdened with fears.
Unchecked emotion, it muddled his mind.
He in his nature was awfully unkind.
As we grew older he swept me away;
eloped 'cross the border, he led me astray.
That was his mission, he claimed, from above.
He wasn’t perfect but we were in love.
He’d get consumed by the throes of his feeling.
It kindled a fire that fueled him inside.
There was no way to be rid of what’s in him,
and I was a bit terrified, when he asked if I would be his bride.
The years, they flew swiftly after we were wed.
And then on one evening while lying in bed –
There he was sleeping, and between his breath,
I heard him whisper that I'd meet my death.
Then came the dawn and I knew what to do.
I feared for my life – feared the sight of him, too.
I ran to the kitchen and there, fetched a knife.
This was to be the last day of his life.
Next he approached me all stricken with madness.
I saw in his eyes there, the evil he willed.
“Put down the knife,” he said, but I knew better –
I knew he had to be killed.
He lunged for my weapon, I ran for the doorway.
I nearly escaped but he caught me in time.
He wanted to end me, but fell on my blade, and
I know it sounds crazy, maybe it is –
I defended my life at the expense of his,
and that's how I committed this crime.
Well now, your Honor, you’ve heard my defense.
Let the judicial proceedings commence.
Now let the jury decide whom to blame.
I’m either not guilty, or simply insane.
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Uncompromised
02:30
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The tomes of untold stories
I’ve seen flicker in your eyes
could have awed Scheherazade –
But is telling you unwise?
I would sit in purgatory
while the preachers moralize
if I could foil this mortal coil
and love you uncompromised
But I do it all the same
I love you all the same
Despite my shame
We all have our demons
and they wage a war inside
Mine is like a parasite
that’s nourished by my pride
Were you to forgive me
would be saintliness at best
Or at worst, it would cure the cursed
feeling that sits squarely in my chest
I confess, I had a feeling about you
before even I could attest
It was clear, that my foolish emotions
were muddled by drama and
Fear of all that wasn’t
Fear of all that was
Fear of all the judgment,
And fear that doesn’t matter now
Because
I see
The things in this world that matter
Are few and far between
And my sense of purpose is shattered
If our lives are tragic
If I believe that’s true
I’d rather mine be tragic
With you
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