Breath freedom |
Walking thru parisAll nightAgain down by the sieneSinging tout vrai langage est incomprehensibleAt the top of my lungsShe looks over at meBig eyes like planetsWhich sayYou are outta yer mindAnd then l...
Posted by Joseph Arthur on Wed, 25 Jun 2008 11:12:00 PST |
incomprehensible |
We sat by the seineShe drank a beerI just drank water avec gazWe hadn't talked in yearsShe's a lawyer nowHandling criminal cases She told me about a rapistWho once caught confessed to over thirty case...
Posted by Joseph Arthur on Tue, 24 Jun 2008 03:58:00 PST |
402 |
This fucking roomSeriouslyThe bed barely fits in itTwo singles pushed togetherMy suitcase and guitar case piled in a cornerDebris from a few days and nights without letting the maid inBig windows open...
Posted by Joseph Arthur on Wed, 25 Jun 2008 04:03:00 PST |
It's easy! |
I'm in paris nowUnable to sleepDue to madness in the streetFour flights downParis explodedMusic all over the streetsIts five am and its still droning onMy room is a chicken coopA little shoe box fille...
Posted by Joseph Arthur on Sun, 22 Jun 2008 12:50:00 PST |
Ruined in rouen |
I thought I was ruined in rouenBut their love brought me back from the deadHang on to this rideFuck the momentLive in the momentIts better when dreams don't come trueThey push you harder to be more th...
Posted by Joseph Arthur on Sun, 22 Jun 2008 12:49:00 PST |
Speaking italian the pigeon flies over me |
Think of itEvery bird that flies is a miracleMy heart has wingsFaith has to be testedThru trials and tribulationsTo be made strongIt must be testedTo lose yourself in the bliss of lifeThat is the only...
Posted by Joseph Arthur on Thu, 19 Jun 2008 11:29:00 PST |
I remember now. Someone nice might see you and wave back. |
Above all elseThere is love in my heartAbove all elseI am freeAbove all elseI have given somethingAnd desire of life still looms largeOver the mountainEngine failureCracks in the skyPin drops of blood...
Posted by Joseph Arthur on Wed, 18 Jun 2008 01:14:00 PST |
An interview with freedom |
Do u enjoy being an outcast?I guessWhy shouldn't I?I Consider it a complimentThere is somethingInherently incorruptible about uEven when u sell yourselfNobody buysMaintainWhat is there????To maintain?...
Posted by Joseph Arthur on Wed, 18 Jun 2008 01:13:00 PST |
Looking like prayer |
She put on indian musicI layed between her legsAs if I was being bornShe put her hands over my eyesOver my mindOver my chestMy stomachMy groinMy thighsMy anklesMy feetShe told me to shut my eyesBut I ...
Posted by Joseph Arthur on Wed, 18 Jun 2008 11:37:00 PST |
Springing from my odyssey |
I walked to the manchester cathedralOn my ownThere was a meeting there at 730Met a pilot from americaMet a an older guy missing an earWith prison tattoos and the lowest voice I ever heardMet another g...
Posted by Joseph Arthur on Wed, 18 Jun 2008 10:59:00 PST |
