Tag: memory
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Tales of the Wicked and Brave
There must be fairytales written about this place tucked away on hidden shelves in some ancient library…
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Our Fatal Journey
Arise with me and walk the rain-starved lands, surrounded on our fatal journey by phantoms fallen from the stars…
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Maybe We’ll Dream
Maybe we’ll dream of a world together, in sleep of unending solitude, of a day when the morning sun awakens us…
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The Coming of Strange Beasts
Feed my soul the pieces of a shattered sky The sweetwater stars like funeral wine paint visions of ruin across the empty night until the bottle runs dry…
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What We Aren’t Saying
Faces laughing, awash in a bloodred glow Whispered truths lost beneath the conversation Glimpses away into secret places…
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Where the Sky Begins to Fall
Point out to me the road away from evergreen Where the forest grows sparse and the sky falls Flowing like rain to fill in the empty spaces…
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Midnight Things
Wake to a world that raves at its own reflection And listen to the lies it tells Midnight things that almost make sense But fade away with the morning and leave you…
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I Remember You and I
I remember you and I out wondering what ocean that was We opened a bottle, ready to toast death And out poured starlight with no end So we caught it in our glasses and drank…
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Where the Air is Haunted
Behind a door closed to keep the night at bay Voices talk of quiet places where the air is haunted Where moments stay forever And the floorboards whisper the secrets of ghosts…
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A Message Between Lovers
How full of fear are the streets tonight How heavy the air with the smell of it And still over it all flies a message between lovers Come and meet me at the death of day…
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A Falling Star Came
A rising sound screaming through confusion Or a lost spirit singing in shadow Longing for a fire in the night to light the way This sound like a falling star came…
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Memories of the Lakeside
The stars shimmer and lie still Far from the hours of intoxication Our eyes paint works of art in the sky…
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A Thousand Songs
This house is warm with the scent of fire Voices talk of yesterday in matchstick glow And breathe out a thousand songs of tomorrow…
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Altar to the Iron Sky
The birdsong above tells me I’ve walked this road before Shadows lay across it in bands of night and day Passing over me, each step a new twilight But nothing is familiar in the trees ahead…
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Journey Through Strange Light
Waking from a journey through strange light The leering faces vivid in memory And the weight of that shadow still pressed against her…
Mitchel David Ring 