It’s True

When I was much younger

I loved a maiden and she loved me too

Daga daga daga

The sky was of paper

and the moon was of metal

It’s true

 

Ch 1: We climbed up a mountain

We rummaged the sky

We found a beach where

The whales go to cry

 

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We feasted on plankton

We stumbled on seaweed

It’s true

We ruffled the storm clouds

And taunted the lightning

It’s true

 

Ch 2: She blew me a kiss

Filled with starlings and tears

She uncaged my raven

I unhinged her fears

 

When I grew much older

And she grew much colder

I knew

That meanings keep changing

Though rivers keep raging

It’s true

 

He lay on a pyre with his eyes looking dead

With fragments of metaphors stuck in his head

 

 

Love Me

V1:

When the monsoon winds pause and turn gravel to rice
When the seed is free from the spin of the dice
Love me

When forests escape from their prisons of stone
And we are no longer defined by our bones
Love me

When the waters from the oceans, they give up their salt
And the earth comes apart at the Andreas Fault
Love me

CH:
Love me when the sky is torn like a sail
Love me when the mountains they crumble like shale
Love me when the sky is ripped like a shroud
And the Son of God speaks from a zettabyte cloud

V2:
When the Heavens turn dark with the gnashing of teeth
And basalt flows free from the blinding white heat
Love me

When highways fold up like bedsheets of cloth
And fanatic warlords turn cities to broth
Love me

When oceans turn dark as bitumen soup
And the wealth that we treasure it turns into poop
Love me

CH:
Love me when the sky is torn like a sail
Love me when the mountains they crumble like shale
Love me when the sky is ripped like a shroud
And the Son of God speaks from a zettabyte cloud