write me a psalm
In my mind there is a symphony
Won't somebody please help me
To understand is to listen
But to do this one must also weep
There was once a woman
A beauty whose name haunts me
I sleep in the arms of melancholy
For it's so long since I felt happy
The keys of the piano
And the string quartet
Leave a trace of yesteryear
Early on the "morrow
I am enveloped by a sorrow
Ah mon tete oh I'll never forget
A drop of dew flows away
Like a teardrop from my early days
It's many a year when
My innocence did fade
On the wing of a wren
Now the only hope for me
Lies in the ink of my pen
And at my fingertips a melody
Oh so sweet as her memory
The solo cellist so tranquil
It has become embellished
In many of my nightmares
It's simplicity vanquished
Like a moth to a flame
My mind became insane
Memory and reality did blur
For I am so in love my heart is pure
I have been called many a name
Garish and gore
It was in the deepest crevice
That I found inhabitats
Where many thoughts drift
Like the bat I am
While on this journeys palm
Write me a Psalm
To match the lines of my palms
Write me a song
That my soul can sing along to.
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