Eagle's song

PHLoWoSoPHY

SuBMiSSiVe ⛓️

Hide and seek.

The rain is painting on my window,
my paper plane is soaring out.
Under the door, mommy's shadow,
"Dinner's ready, you can come out."

I go downstairs and see no light,
Holding a candle, mommy's smile
Behind the mask, a subtle sigh,
Let's play a game, just you and I…

"Tonight, we play hide and seek,
Nobody cares, secrets we'll keep,
Between a mother and her child."

My little plane within my fingers,
Seems so fragile, meaningless,
A paper dream that softly lingers,
In a world where hopes digress.

I want to go back to my room,
Outside the bombs are touching ground,
Mommy's watching out the gloom,
Whispering to me, don't make a sound.

"Tonight, we play hide and seek,
Nobody cares, secrets we'll keep,
Between a mother and her child."

Heavy boots stained in red,
The wooden floor is cracking down,
Stomping dreams over my head,
The night has come, i hear the hounds.

Mommy's whispers, soothing stream,
echoes of silk resting my doubts
A grating noise just broke the peace.
Silence has never felt so loud.

"Tonight, we play hide and seek,
Nobody cares, secrets we'll keep,
Between a mother and her child."

Hide And Seek (lost Innocence)

Everybody's asking.
What you gonna do with your days?
With seven hundred little records, and none of them are ever played.
The girl must have it.
The girl must have it.
And if she don't get it, she'll go out and grab it.
A monkey or a rabbit?
Just too stoned to rock.

You're on a black tie, slow ride, rip tide, hard drive, breath.
It's just a hang tight, back slide, corner of time, death.
keep clean, daydream, bad scene, stay seen, bed.
You seem pretty keen.
Though you look pretty green.
Yeah.

Everybody's saying. 
You are wasting your life.
But you don't remember signing up for all this trouble and strife.
The girl must have it.
The girl must have it.
And if she don't get it, she'll go out and grab it.
A monkey not a rabbit?
Just too stoned to fuck.

Nobody's talking, an invisible line.
But how's it gonna help if you just lay in bed and whine?
The girl must have it.
The girl must have it.
And when she wants it, she'll go out and get it.
How far you wanna take it?
Just too stoned to rock.

Oh, it's all a deep red, death bed, he said, she said test.
Another ripped off, bad cough, hot shot, top mop, rest.
Dark green, time team, low means, whipped cream, yeah.
You seem pretty keen.
Though you look pretty green. 
Yeah.

You're on a black tie, slow ride, rip tide, hard drive, breath.
It's just a hang tight, back slide, corner of time, death.
keep clean, daydream, bad scene, stay seen, bed.
You seem pretty keen.
Though you look pretty green.
Yeah.

Beautiful Romantic Noise

Rob Fletcher