Scattered Patterns Gone Astray 16/07/2008
These effervescent nights
And a stream of colloquial repetition
Shanghi will be my place
Of rest tonight
My eyes will close at 12
No matter what enters
Bring on the next minute
‘cos I won’t be here
I shall drift away now
But I’ll be back soon
To meet my withering eyes, yeah
This is not perplexed today
Scattered patterns have gone astray
Let’s lay our head here in this place tonight
Let’s lay our head here in this place tonight
My skin will itch and I will fall
To battle these weaknesses
I cannot stand up tall
You sigh “nothings ever happened”
Eyes are fading, fading
Eyes are fading, fading
Eyes are fading
Near here or far
“This will be my night”
Once was muttered among the sanguine
Amongst the sanguine
Bring on the next minute
‘cos I won’t be here
I shall drift away now
But I’ll be back soon
To meet my withering...
Bring on the next minute
‘cos I won’t be here
I shall drift away now
But I’ll be back soon
To meet my withering eyes
This is not perplexed today
Scattered patterns have gone astray
You are the invincible
But you hold me above regardless of my imperfection
Stephen 'Kokanez' Caines
16/07/2008
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