Thursday, 8 December 2011

Into The Dawn

Into The Dawn


She dances like a shadow, that weaves across a wall

Sliding into corners, gliding over floors

The candles hold her eyes in the flicker of their flame

She makes you want to touch her, as she whirls

Round, round, round

In spinning copper waves that burn into your brain

Take her hand, reach her heart

Lead her through the darkness

As the night dissolves into the dawn

Into the dawn

Into the dawn


She haunts you with her vision, and tempts you with her charms

You want to spend your life, dying in her arms

The candles hold her eyes in the flicker of their flame

She makes you want to reach, reach inside

Down, down, down

To where we learn to cry, and our fears have no names

Take what’s there, Tear it out

Lay it all before her

As the night dissolves into the dawn

Into the dawn

Into the dawn


©W. Burn 2005




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Thursday, 1 December 2011

A Chat With A.I.



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Wednesday, 30 November 2011

Oh Lady, Lady



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For Your Eyes Only



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Reflections...




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Sunday, 31 July 2011

Saturday, 30 July 2011

Lost In The Rain

This song was written for a friend. That's all you need to know.

Lost In The Rain

Unnoticed, she sits upon her shelf

Given room to play, but left inside herself

The echoed silence grasps her whispered words

And weaves them into dreaming rhymes to heal the lonely hurt

Not joining in the joke

Not knowing why to laugh

She smiles at masks and wonders

If they will smile back


And she’s still out there, running in the rain

Calling Daddy, from deep within the pain

Of another day, lost in the rain


Forgotten, she stands outside the gates

Just another day, business running late

The empty journey drives the distance home

And separates existence from living love alone

She sees her future waiting

Ice melting in a glass

And knows there will be no path

That ever brings her back


And she’s still out there...


Unwanted, she sits at home and waits

For another tale, a fool’s excuse too late

But spark and passion, blind us to our fate

Combining in defining joy but turning quick to hate

She knows she can’t go back

And cries a desperate tear

As rejection comes full circle

Spinning love from fear


And she's still out there...


© W. Burn 2011





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