songs and stories |
this town becon'd me in with its smells to explore its mystery she is revising her spells to swiftly slaughter birthrights ans nameseekersdoning on stealthy sillouetes dangerously ba...
Posted by Brotherton on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 10:23:00 PST |
rock sand, hard places |
we looked for tiny treasures on the shore
sitting in the immaculate sunshine
reminds me of an early memorie
the sun blinded my eyes
Posted by Brotherton on Tue, 04 Sep 2007 03:34:00 PST |
go heal your self then... |
I'll heal my heart then...
feels like im departing on a quest, she will wait for my return and i will be a grand warrior and face great danger, battling the nightmare back, for i k...
Posted by Brotherton on Sun, 02 Sep 2007 03:54:00 PST |
now im so alone, just looking for a home... |
in every face I see
Im reminded of us
how could it of happened?
"oh, i don't know"
Posted by Brotherton on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 11:57:00 PST |
I love to hear the wind cry |
when i awoke
the day was soft cloudy brightness
and resonated my dream
so where are we now?
does anyone remember my name?
who could have saw, peered into the future
better than me?
I know... the think...
Posted by Brotherton on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 11:49:00 PST |
always |
walking
talking about the things we dream of
we are always in love
Posted by Brotherton on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 08:28:00 PST |
the silence is deafening |
when i listen to it roar
swift and rising with the wind
stories are spilling out
steady spinning
and there is no control
for whispers of the truth
are shadowy prey for the truthseeker
learn the...
Posted by Brotherton on Fri, 17 Aug 2007 06:03:00 PST |
the beautiful |
glorious secrets out of controlvoices is splendorin waiting i show true patienceupon this new beggining i am begging but i have my prideto deal with.... and i than...
Posted by Brotherton on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 09:12:00 PST |
sweet heart, you could be mine... |
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sweet heart, you could be mine...
she came to me in a dream
her hair was flowing
and her eyes were mesmerizing
she spoke softly of a warning
but it was too late for me
now I'll never...
Posted by Brotherton on Sat, 19 May 2007 10:10:00 PST |
well, I'm the little red rooster... |
we are alive we are stuck in our minds we are the babies of the universe,
riding on a thin organic film that we are part of,
wraped around a hearth fire spining fast
connected by invisable thr...
Posted by Brotherton on Thu, 17 May 2007 09:19:00 PST |
