Closer- Kings of Leon

You, shimmy shook my bone
Leaving me stranded all in love on my own
What do you think of me
Where am I now? Baby where do I sleep
Feel so good but I'm old,
2000 years of chasing taking its toll

And it’s coming closer

Something to keep

There are patterns on the wall,

and clear signs of where I should fall,

Yet just placed in front, you are a silhouette,

Blue eyes manage to hold onto, nothing at all.

Glazed over and pierced right through,

you see things I can't get to.

Yet  fading;  I become slightly  transparent.

Gray and dead now, I wait for my queue.

Alive and breathing, let me stay 

I cannot be your remains or left over decay.

Yet useless and disappearing still, I'm cringing news.

Believing in the promise and light you portray.

Sprung on like an attack,

Bleak and ruined, I'm to pick up your slack

Yet from you I'm told not to speak.

Wise mistakes and empty eyes, you can't turn back.

It's nothing much, but its something to hold onto.

something to keep and respond to,

Yet in future you lose it in tears

and when you fall, be sure that I've got you.

-feel blue, think green, shine yellow

adventure queen

I walk

Crisp chill
brushing against my cheek.
Slick surface unfolding
before I step.
Night sky terribly high,
barely sharing the stars.
Flooded by lamps,
the deserted roads;
I conquer.
I follow nothing,
and hear nothing,
eerie silence, and deep breaths.


I press play, and the music begins,
I walk the night.
I walk,
I walk forward,
because of you.
...I'm with you.


-feel blue, think green, shine yellow
adventure queen

Sorrow- Flyleaf

Sometimes life seems too quiet into paralyzing silence
Like the moonless dark, meant to make me strong.
Familiar breath of my old lies
Changed the color in my eyes
Soon he will perforate the fabric of the peaceful by and by

Can you see me?

Is it possible; to have your mind eat you whole?
Mow down on pure aggravation.
Can you physically allow your thoughts erase your existence?
Do you believe me? That I am nothing but the endless fuel to thought.
Is it fair; to wear your heart on your sleeve, just flaunt it?
Can you see me?
Or am i completely consumed by aching intentions,
And untouched impulses?
Isn't it lovely; the way I am fading?
Do you notice; the way I carry defeat?
I didn't know that was my brain that I held.
Who knew?


-feel blue, think green, shine yellow
adventure queen