Tag: desert
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Poison in My Throat
Poison is in my throat, wild and burning yet as a dying man wandering the desert I drink from the ever-flowing fountain, never wondering if this oasis is a mirage…
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You Spoke of Fate
Standing together on the barren plain of night I watched you strike a match and bring light to this wasteland…
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Waiting at the Edge
In the hollow place a desert gathered and scores of the weary gazed across the sand to the far side secrets of the horizon…
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It Comes Crawling
Fear the waking nightmare out among the dunes It comes crawling over sands that move like water to this harbor in the dry mountains bent on awakening the forgotten ways…
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Away Into Unknown Sin
All the many passageways Between truth and something darker Stretch unbroken across the holy lands And lead away into unknown sin…
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Across the Dead Valley
It was out across the dead valley Engines grinding against the strain Blue smoke released to trace the movement of the air Leaving behind clues to its own existence
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The Breath in Your Lungs
Timeless is the message on the airwaves We listen unceasing to the simple words That leave the air shimmering And lights in our eyes, a faint glow of red Or maybe they’re just bloodshot…
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A Story on Blank Pages
Looking back through a book’s blank pages To find the story we wrote together I found that day we set off in search of something On a journey across the desert to kill a man…
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Send Out Your Thousands
Send out your thousands to tear the world apart Bring down fire from above and blur the front lines Erased as they’re drawn in shifting sands So that tomorrow might seem different from today
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Now Pay Close Attention
Now, pay close attention, I’ll only say this once Then the wind will sweep it away And the universe will get one degree warmer.
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A Dream of Light
This is the crossroads of a million worlds A place to rest at the end of all paths In a living ocean of thoughts and dreams
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Wind Across the Sand
Spare me the sandstorm elegy Steel wool scouring the eyes of the past Lies whispered to calm nightmare whirlwinds And let us sleep until the final morning…
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Desert Rain
Masses swept up in a frenzy of feeling Words forgotten, or whispered on the edge of touch Sensation a ruler over the valley walked in shadow
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Matchsticks
Fly the way of windstorms Howl at the gate, passage through the wall Voice of death calling out ‘enter’ And no dream of disobedience will come.
Mitchel David Ring 