When the winds keep blowing
What does it look like outside your window?
Clashing hearts wrecking
What lonely clouds could share
And a one eyed ghost singing ballads
Heard down at the local bar
That kept on crying
In spite ten thousand broken hearts
Laying open on the dirty floor
So that in one blissful moment
A riverboat will come a gambling
Setting sail for better shores.
Tag: ballad
A Biblical Misson (day 612)
It’s not often I get to finish my dance
Interrupted by some far off cry
Whimsically flirting with the DJ
I play my ballad
Brand new shoes and
Shirt, flowing, getting
Caught in my circles
I dance alone then
As the sound beams echo off the walls
Holding the beats inside