Said Too Much

The Night Is Yours Alone

Der Song handelt von einer einsamen Reise durch Erinnerungen, Selbstreflexion und Suche nach Sinn. Die Dunkelheit und Einsamkeit der Nacht symbolisieren innere Kämpfe, während neonbeleuchtete Schatten und träumerische Bilder für die Hoffnung stehen, sich selbst neu zu entdecken. Am Ende führt das Licht des Morgens zur Akzeptanz und zu einem Neuanfang.

Solitary Shadows

Keepin It Together

Let It Flow Like the Rain

He has grown
much lighter with his touch.
He can raise me up
when I feel down.
He has grown
much lighter with his touch.
He can raise me up
when I feel down.

OH! Bliss
.....is in the gift
of his massive heart.
.....I pray every day
that we'll never be parted.

He can reach the spots
to make a smile
grow from a frown.
He has got everything
I ever dreamed of.
Gentle and kind
he blows my mind with love.
He can reach the spots
to make a smile
grow from a frown.
He has got everything
I ever dreamed of.
Gentle and kind
he blows my mind with love.

OH! Bliss
.....is in the gift
of his massive heart.
.....I pray every day
that we'll never be parted.

He has grown
much lighter with his touch.
He can raise me up
when I feel down.
He has grown
much lighter with his touch.
He can raise me up
when I feel down.

OH! Bliss
.....is in the gift
of his massive heart.
.....I pray every day
that we'll never be parted.

He can reach the spots
to make a smile
grow from a frown.
He has got everything
I ever dreamed of.
Gentle and kind
he blows my mind with love.
He can reach the spots
to make a smile
grow from a frown.
He has got everything
I ever dreamed of.
Gentle and kind
he blows my mind with love.

OH! Bliss
.....is in the gift
of his massive heart.
.....I pray every day
that we'll never be parted.

He has grown
much lighter with his touch.
He can raise me up
when I feel down.
He has grown...

Bliss

BLISS

A cardboard house full of plastic chairs
Digital fish in the fish tank stare
Love for sale on the OLED screen
Paper is better, words kept unseen

I'm looking at the screens
You’re looking at the screens
We’re looking at the screens
Stop looking at the screens

I wanna be someone else's kid
Refrigerator full of smash-and-grab
I'll make you a crown out of paper straws
Tell me a joke that I haven't heard

I'm looking at the screens
You’re looking at the screens
We’re looking at the screens
Stop looking at the screens

I bought you a hat to match all your tee shirts
Soft static and shades of yellow suburban
I will be Frank and you'll be my ma cherie
Coat full of patches and kaleidoscope daydreams

I'm looking at the screens
You’re looking at the screens
We’re looking at the screens
Stop looking at the screens

Cruella - Screens

an Exit ramp somewhere in Illinois
white noise of tires on roads makes him ill
drop in some extreme, kick butt, CD tunes
ease back upon his head rest and just chill
while traveling to a new face with no plan
he stares at the directions in his hand
he's getting close to where he wants to be
he stopped three times to eat, and take a pee
warm breezes through the window bring the scent
of summer nights, in this state, fate has lent
soon he is just but one left turn away
moon hanging fingernail-ish, lights his way
to seven numbers listed yesterday
and promises that sent him on his way
soon doorbells chime, and then her brightest smile
invites him in for wine, to stay awhile
small talk, it leads to silent, lingering stares,
on what kisses might feel like, if they're shared
till lips dance in a velvet, smooth embrace
an ancient joy that's known as sucking face
as passion lights a gleam in hazel eyes
that fill with hunger, both the girl's and guy's
till clothes are flung like bothers on the floor
as lips and tongues begin to seek out more
soon there's such intense pleasure as they play
and he finds nothing Left to turn away
thier sighs sail high above the nois of Ill
car's horns and cat's meows, through windowsills
but nothing matters to the two who mesh
in heavenly beings blended of one flesh
each silky glide in shadowed places wring
shivers of pure bliss, clasping spasms bring
but suddenly a bell rings really loud
as all the visions vanish in a cloud
to form a room, and one big empty bed
she shakes the sweet dreams from her lovely head
then goes down to eat breakfast food instead.

VIVID DREAMS.-by- Matthew F. Blowers III

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