The port of dawn, reluctant to receive your
Sailor's song, ships moving in
Guided by the lights and sounds of the shore
Coming in just to leave again
Into the crushing ocean waves they go
North and North
Like all the memories that leave the door
Open close, close open
And wind breathes with curtains
Maps scatter
There's nothing you find certain
the ocean has no locks or doors
***
I used to build all of my dreams out of sand
and for decor I used shells and bottle caps
whatever I could find
in each and every hour of my night
thoughts are magnified
the vision loses its importance
the slideshow in my head starts again
not sightlessly dreamlike
floating on edge
until I would open my eyes
to see everything as it was before,
laid out in front of me
sand, wind and stars
all falling into pattern I don't understand
fractals are not enough to follow
endless paths set before you
as you step with no sense of direction
eyes closed, hands groping, stumbling forward
yet guided by the sound of blood in your head
being in time with each passing thought
I am the traveler inside my flesh
***
They say the truth will make you free
But they also say, the truth always hurts
There are as many faces as there are holes
I don't have a nail to fill everyone
All I have left is a nail for myself
The hardest truth to take
Facing the enemy within
A.K. and B.
Sailor's song, ships moving in
Guided by the lights and sounds of the shore
Coming in just to leave again
Into the crushing ocean waves they go
North and North
Like all the memories that leave the door
Open close, close open
And wind breathes with curtains
Maps scatter
There's nothing you find certain
the ocean has no locks or doors
***
I used to build all of my dreams out of sand
and for decor I used shells and bottle caps
whatever I could find
in each and every hour of my night
thoughts are magnified
the vision loses its importance
the slideshow in my head starts again
not sightlessly dreamlike
floating on edge
until I would open my eyes
to see everything as it was before,
laid out in front of me
sand, wind and stars
all falling into pattern I don't understand
fractals are not enough to follow
endless paths set before you
as you step with no sense of direction
eyes closed, hands groping, stumbling forward
yet guided by the sound of blood in your head
being in time with each passing thought
I am the traveler inside my flesh
***
They say the truth will make you free
But they also say, the truth always hurts
There are as many faces as there are holes
I don't have a nail to fill everyone
All I have left is a nail for myself
The hardest truth to take
Facing the enemy within
A.K. and B.
