The moors are bare

Recorded, performed, and written by Patrick Burke, 2025

"I Live in Dream"
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 

where shadows sigh,

Beneath a cold,

 and mourning sky;

The moors are bare, the winds are low,

And none but phantoms,

 come and go.

The stars have eyes that do not see,
They burn in vain for one like me—
A soul unclaimed by hearth or kin,
With midnight’s whisper deep within.

No morning,
 breaks this twilight mind,

No earthly voice, 

no touch, no kind;

Only her face, pale as the tomb,
Appears to light my spirit’s gloom.

She speaks in hush, in haunted rhyme,
A relic lost to death and time;
And though I reach, I cannot keep
What only walks when mortals sleep.

I live in dream—

alone, unseen—

Where love is ghost, 

and hope is keen.

And should I wake, I fear the day
Would steal her shade and drift away.

I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 

The stars have eyes that do not see,
They burn in vain for one like me—
A soul unclaimed by hearth or kin,
With midnight’s whisper deep within

I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 


The moors are bare

The moors are bare
PB2025

The moors are bare

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Hurts To Stay

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[Verse 1]
My world was once a sapphire shade of blue,
The sky above was honest—lines all true.
You came alive like ivy on cold stone;
Now emerald vines grow where I roam.

[Pre-Chorus]
As I keep walking, I keep eroding,
Through the static of the night,
I hear your voice—but it’s just memory,
A flicker buried out of sight.

[Chorus]
My favorite color now has turned to green—
It drips from leaves, it stains the unseen.
You wore it soft, like dawn behind the rain—
Now it clings to me like barnacles on pain.
I bear your sorrow in fractured dreams;
I walk on... still beating.

[Verse 2]
In misty fields, I walk alone.
Green shadows flicker where we called home.
My hands once reached for skies of blue,
But every touch now leads back to you.

[Pre-Chorus]
And I keep walking, I keep eroding,
Through the static of the night,
I hear your laugh—but it’s just memory,
A pale star lost in fading light.

[Chorus]
My favorite color now is verdigris green—
It drips from leaves, it stains the unseen.
I trace your pulse through every leaf—
Each is a wound that time won’t relieve.
I bear your sorrow in fractured dreams;
I walk on... still beating.

[Bridge]
I am a broken shadow still,
Scarred by sapphire, torn by green’s chill.
Yet in the quiet, faint echoes weave—
Your soul rides on the autumn breeze.

[Chorus – Variant]
My favorite color now is haunted green—
Fused with my sapphire past into teal.
It binds our fractured echoes in between—
A wounded heart that only time can heal.
I bear your sorrow in fractured dreams;
I walk on… heart still beating.

[Outro]
A wounded heart that only time can heal,
My favorite color now is haunted teal.

———

“Haunted Green” weaves past and present into one wounded spectrum. It’s an elegy for transformation, where sorrow and memory blend until they become the very essence of who we are.

———

Genre: Post-Punk Revival
Key: D Major
BPM: 119
Time Signature: 4/4

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