Coffee and roses beaming through
cracked walls of ivy and stone.
Like wine glasses emptying slowly
bleeding into the floor.
Give me a glass, give me neon.
Give me sultry desire wrapped up in glitter.
Burnt out cars, window tainted sour
driving into the midnight sunset.
Trust me when I say, stay away from the moors,
all that lays there are death and lonely skeletons
Children who won’t grow up,
they lay lost, oh please give me hope.
Smelling coffee and roses,
singing lost stories.
She strayed from the sea shore,
that she was told to stay by
as a child
And looked for a single glass shard,
on an endless beach of sand,
cutting her feet bare with glitter.
The night came through,
like an eclipsing sun
and moonlight cried on her,
while she sat and stared
at the dead stars in the broken sky;
they faded as the memory of the
implosiasions that happened light years ago
finally caught up with them.
The ones left
formed together, made a person.
A girl so brave,
all the knights on the round table
would bow down to her.
So ferocious and fantastically clever,
that all the men in the land
would pray at her alter,
and such a dreaming beauty,
that all the eyes in the word
will come and desire.
Right there and then
the girl staring up in the dancing sky
fell in love right there and then
with a girl
that she was yet to become.
Come on down to the dreaming district,
my name is Bonnie
and I guess you’re Clyde.
Drink it down with a bottle of wine
Or vodka and moonshine,
If your mind can take you that high.
Come on down to the wasteland.
Where sad girls, are turned into
pretty diamonds with cracks ingrained.
They blag their way into hotel rooms
Laying half dead in an broken bed.
Kissing the beautiful felons into freedom
Where were you babe?
When this town we built on dead roses
started falling apart?
The Krays they are dead.
and the filth run the game
And the dreamers who would have
given their lives,
gave up instead.
I shall carve out the stars
from the twinkling sky
that my dreams are trapped in.
I’ll make my eyes sparkle
like those unbreakable diamonds
then I will capture the moon
with all its profound
a hard-hearted shape
and place it into
a beating chest
and all the planets in the
shall merge into one.
the tempestuous rage
that will occupy
my mad mad mind.
In my final act
in this magical dream,
I will usurp all
the seas that hide among
the stormy shore
and take all the desire
and run it through my veins
my heart flutters