#arthuryoo

Peter — go —

Like a strike of lightning

Start a fire in the night

Spirit in the dark

I know you’re wise

To find the child that dies

So deeper into this hell I go

But I see the life in the flames

River — slow —

Flowing like a road of diamonds

I’m diving into stars

Naked in the arms of a brother

Rising high up on his shoulders

Then breaking out of the waters

I am born — I'm warm in the wind

So leave the life alone

It’s coming up on its own

And it mounts on wings

Up to the life in the light

That you’re seeing

Like we seen it in dreams

Speaker of the dreams

You recognize the child that cries

So now you tell him

What you’re seeing

A vision in your eyes

You carve your light

Into this heart of shadows

And gentle words

To the heart of a stone

I cry it out like a rain

Teachers — they know

How to count and talk you down

So they will never wait too long

I'm pissing on your walls

And all your words

And all your pills to swallow

So make your rounds

Of them prison rooms

Then go — mark it down on the page

But leave the life alone

It takes some time on its own

And it finds some things

To break the heart and the mind

From the chains

Then I’ll be running in dreams

Leave the life alone

It’s something good on its own

And you’ll find what it means

I never change

I’m always coming back again

Denim and rhinestones

I’m flagging down the rigs

Black leather and the silver pin

You pierce the skin then drive it in

I seen the lights at home

But when the shades are drawn

I find a way to make it through the night alone

Citizen band — I hear that song

Fade to black from blue

You put your heart so close to me

I touch your face, we’re clutching hands

Then we hear the sounds of the engines

And then the spring, it comes in colors

That run like a stain across the visions

I’m having of days when we had a life

In the morning, into the evening

And now the dreaming

In the face of the days to come

And the night and the longing

All the words of the mothers to sons

Holding on to these old-fashioned ways

We’ll stay the same

All the modern ways of tracing your life

In the roaming lights

In the blinking light of a star

And now I’m seeing it out of my range

And now we change

In all the modern ways

And do you come now to condescend

From the place of your high ideals

Do you bend now to call me friend

And then we hold up all these rags

To the light of the sun

And we see through the fabric of the dreams

We couldn’t mend or surrender

As we remember with hearts so tender

In the face of the days to come

And the night and the storming

I laid awake ’cause I made out a sound

Out in the wind and the snow and the rain

To where you’re laying

On the formal days I keep it in

Still I call it your stolen name

As I stare in the face of a stone

We made our way through these days of our faith

So don’t talk to me of your things unknown

To come around to believing ways

Believe me when I say

He was my lover and friend

We had a life and you know it ain’t no end

All of the things they’re engraving

A little saying along the name