some song lyrics i wrote on sunday (i kind of wrote them to a melody, but that definitely needs to be worked on) they sound like song lyrics to me:
the sun turns around a leaf
curled brown hanging
on a reed
and we change every day
and every part leaves its shadow
we can hardly feel
you say nothing to me
about changing every day
I think you're the same
and feel you're not
your hair's longer
my fingers don't fit
around your wrist
and where have you been?
on dead streets
in nightmares
in love
now we're together
or apart
and breathe in the sun
and slide
the bellringers
won't stop
their bellringing
practice on
Tuesday afternoons
posted by Liza 6.11.01