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It was the thud and the splitting that followed that confirmed his suspicion of lightening leaking through. |
Credits: Timmy Wainwright |
Story Behind the Song
He had roses in his blood
Consuming roses, hungering
To find their way out of the dark alley
Out of his dark addiction
Soumething broke through like light
Something like electricity
There he was, romancing his sorrow,
When something stirred
like the worm at the end of his bottle
he began to run, he broke with sweat
he broke into a sprint
Something shook the weight of his addiction
something leaking through like light
something leaking through like a call
to the garden at the end of his tunnel vision
the sweat moved to sting his eyes,
blurred,
melted the garden to hot green candle wax
that was consumed in the mess of
black and grey
as he stumbled forward and fell
away from the tear he left in the air
that glistened to the beat
of something leaking through like lectricity
somethhing cracking at the base of his skull
the green roiling of life slid up and back
as if leaping over him
he hit the grit of the pavement
with scarred cheek
it was only the force that undid him
he'd been cut so much deeper
in the winter, on the glass of his bottle
it was the thud and the slitting that followed that confirmed his suspicion of lightening leaking through.
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