in my dreams i am floating down an abadoned highway... alone and driving at a comfotable pace... the hardest decision i ever have to make is to skip tracks on my music player. its dusk outside, but the air is still summer. music blares and takes my mind on vivid tours of my most buried fantacies, taking me deeper and futher into delusion. im completely detached now... the devil's worries have melted and burned into the lonely humming asphalt... the sun deserts the sky, leaving only the clouds to entertain my eyes.. and so they scream colors of alien hues... faint, pearl-violet wages war with an electic orange and they paint the darkening sky with their blood. my mind rages in emotion yet so still and calm is my heart. i bless my lips with clean, pure air and inhale it slowly into my spirit. as the night rises from the mountains ahead, i sing a melody of absolute freedom into the rushing wind. i welcome the night. it holds more dreams in it's stars, waiting to decend upon my eyes and drag me into another world... i hope i can last another day here... in nowhere... going no-place
Music is my life: ZAO, As Blood Runs Black, All Shall Perish, august burns red, as cities burn, as i lay dying, oh sleeper, the black dalia murders, underoath, nodes of ranvier, sinai beach, norma jean, the chariot, all that remains, ZAO, symphony in peril, Darkest Hour, Unearth, ZAO, and ZAO.i also listen to Death Cab, The sound of animals, postal service, PortisHead, bjork, Sigur Ros, Edison Glass, The Cure, Portugal the Man, Hot Hot Heat, Tiger army, dredg, annabel lee murders, stevie wonder, emery, thrice, coheed, dashboard, cash, fairweather, the get up kids, saosin, the juliana theory, the almost, rocket summer, the receiving end of sirens, sparta, pierce the veil, circa survive, Iron and wine, the early november, the mars volta, At the drive in, mewithouyou, the almost, the blood brothers, worth dying for, in reverent fear, glassjaw, finch, Al Green, Further seems forever, mae, chiodos, rx bandits, Saosin, The Shins, snow patrol, fairwell madison (amazing), Evaline, The used, kids bop 3, and other stuff i cant remember at this time.
In an ocean a far, the boy sits and floats. in an ocean a far, he and his mistress elope. a bottle filled with dry, white stones they do lay. in this ocean a far, aboard a ship made in vain. this boy and i, we battle in sonnet, formed into pain, and a sweetheart in her bonnet. we cry and we sing, though the sea it does mean, to turn our old ship, ship made in vain. and swallow the stones! boy says to I... swallow 3 or 4 and and surely we'll fly. glee we will ride, on a ship restored to prime. Lets rise, lets rise on a cloud made from tears, lets rise, lets rise, numbing our fears. goodbye to you you, sweet sorrow and pain... but dont worry and dont fear....in 4 hours...we'll be lovers again.
im falling... deeper and deeper i tumble.and with every inch that i fall the light is harder to see. the monotony of it all is giving me this strange sensation of suspension... yet i know im falling. along the way and on my trip downward are unwelcome ve, dressed as fortune, bathing in lies of a future. damn my eyes! for the lead me to destruction! Damn this heart for being so weak! when will my trip end? or am i destined to this perpetual plummet. If i listen closely i can still hear voices at my caves entrance... some of a, but most of condemnation and remorse. remorse of knowing me im sure. And oh how i pray for ground! hard solid unforgiving ground would be my savior. id lay tattered and whisper blood onto his surface. id dance in a dizzy storm of pain with him. he would, Be My Savior?
Gagosian Liga says:
I thank you for adding me, dear Lazrovich, and I hope you enjoy my music! Feel free to download it! Musical greetings from Munich/Germany!
posted Apr 13