Acquiescent melodies are running through my brain
Melding, merging, melting, causing me great pain
Tunes that pull the heart strings driving me insane
And every time they stop they start up louder once again.
Lonely, listless, lost, the tunes inside my head
Sounds thump and batter and crash like a block of ten-ton lead
Dull and grey and full of sorrow, the melodies are dead
I wish that I could hear an optimistic tune instead.
Haunting, hating, howling, becoming discord in my mind
As a wall of tuneless noise pushes melody behind
Louder, ever louder, it makes my mind’s eye blind
And the “tune” bleeds on and on, cruel and unkind.
Orchestral swoops of agony leave my body cold
Drain my soul of energy and make my mind feel old
Crushing, painful, ugly, the tune is iron not gold
And the lyrics all mean nothing for there’s nothing to be told.
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