The Wanderer
Kid A
"umbrellas + scars"
under your skirt
the umbrella of dawn
the hidden rays
of a hot breeze
as the world slips thru,
to a silky freeze,
a trembling tease...
it burns like glue
and nothing ever feels new,
the skin, untouched
yet stained and untrue
in the flesh of humanity
on the thresh of insanity
he fills her, with
hopes, flames
the rope of shame
she gathers up her flesh...
to close these curtains
to put shadow to the sun
to break and spill
to sparkle and stun
in her space among the stars
she hopes that heaven won't wait
and settles for some sweetness
on a blanket of swollen clouds
~
I know I know, it's cluttered and falls apart in places, but I'm sick of trying to re-write it, so I leave it here to be done with it!
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"'Disarm' is about my childhood and how I turned into an asshole."
under your skirt
the umbrella of dawn
the hidden rays
of a hot breeze
as the world slips thru,
to a silky freeze,
a trembling tease...
it burns like glue
and nothing ever feels new,
the skin, untouched
yet stained and untrue
in the flesh of humanity
on the thresh of insanity
he fills her, with
hopes, flames
the rope of shame
she gathers up her flesh...
to close these curtains
to put shadow to the sun
to break and spill
to sparkle and stun
in her space among the stars
she hopes that heaven won't wait
and settles for some sweetness
on a blanket of swollen clouds
~
I know I know, it's cluttered and falls apart in places, but I'm sick of trying to re-write it, so I leave it here to be done with it!
----------
"'Disarm' is about my childhood and how I turned into an asshole."
