A SMALL ACT OF BRAVERY; song larics and pooms. PART ONE.

Lay him down,

Onto the warm ground.

As his face falls sadly,

I will remember you.

Always golden,

Your skies eternally blue.

I know oh I know I know

You’re gone,

Then why do I,

Still

Want you- ?

I will go to the sea,

I will sit and think of me.

Maybe I’ll throw a stone or two,

Ask the sea if what I’ve heard is true?

Over the way horses play,

Under the sea love waits for me.

I will fold all of my clothes neatly,

Dust all the sand off my frozen feet.

Then make my way to the waves,

Say goodbye to the pain of today.

Over the way horses play,

And under the sea

Love waits for me…

When I had you

I didn’t take the time,

To see you as what you were-

Now you’re no longer mine.

Ya-heeeeeeeeeee

Ya-heeeeeeeeee…

All I left behind is an empty shell,

And now I can’t trust you

And I can’t trust myself.


 

Hold up

Wait right there,

Those things you said

I don’t think they were fair.

Is it that you consider me

As some great source of hilarity

Like no one really cares for me

Like there’s no love waiting.

I feel so worthy of love-

Hold up-

Hold up-

I always seem to be the one dishing out advice,

I’m sure there is a neon sign

Over my head

Every love I’ve know is dead

Every man I love has fled.

Hold up-

Wait right there.

The things you said

There were maybe fair.

I do tend to act as though I don’t really care

But the fact is

There’s hold ups-

Hold ups

Hold ups

There’s hold ups-

Come back inside

Don’t know what I’d do if this friendship ever died

To behold your face in laughter

I guess is all I’m really after

Hold up

It’s just a hold up

I’m just being held up

By hope…

Oh my love you are far away

Oh my darling I think of you each day

I know you rest easy on a far arid shore

I know my mine are not your troubles anymore.

I see you shine

From a distance

I am in your favour

And that’s all

I need

You are my friend

And I

Do

Love

You

So paint your pictures

Raise your voice up high

I will walk beside you

Till the day I die…

I will walk beside you—
 

When I last saw you

It was a Friday night

You appeared before me in a blinding light

With camera in your hand you stood delicately cast

As the first man I loved and evidently the last

We talked for hours as though the past had not been

And I almost believed you’d leave her

For me.

 

...this drawing is For Nic...

(it is nothing to do with the poom or larics but gives you a break from all that eh? Not as booful as the photos either eh? Yeah. -yeah?- ...yeah. )