Its my beautiful Melissa's birthday today, so I recorded this for her...shes currently sleeping in cos thats a pretty good birthday treat for her
HollowYou're lacking something.Hollow by slushy
Like a paper flower's want for breath.
Cobwebs stating that age-old story
Of life that used to live.
You find it hiding.
In echos of memory,
With a dusty streetsign you should have
You've made a wrong turn.
Somewhere in childhood you lost your way,
Only to find it ten-thousand years later,
And all that you know is angel's decay.
Suffocation in a crevice
Between the past and future,
Sleeping in your rot by day,
And through the wailing night you waste away.
I sing, I write, I sleep, I travel, I pray, I nap, I rock the boat till everyone falls out, I irritate people, I scream, I play, I read, I drink, I dream, I shoot my mouth off and I have been known to think, on occasion. I must be completely open and honest so that in showing how broken and wrecked I am, God can be shown to be perfect, and the source of all joy and satisfaction (Ps. 16:11)|
Current Residence: Rothwell, Queensland
Favourite genre of music: Anything distinctive that requires talent
Favourite style of art: mostly darker stuff... rich colours etc
MP3 player of choice: Rio Karma... 20 gig of pure bliss
Shell of choice: shells are for people who don't like who they are
Skin of choice: The one God gave me
Favourite cartoon character: Dangermouse
Personal Quote: I don't need a compass to tell me which way the wind shines