Back away.

Do you
Want to get away from me?
No you said no I don't
I don't want to cry
I don't want to fly
To flee
To escape from this
Burning reality
That is our home and truth and lies
I hate what I see and
What I become
Yet I stand at the crossroads
Between moon and sun
I'm awake
And then dead
Alive
And then asleep
I don't see the ghosts
Then get haunted in the keep.
Go away, I say, screaming aloud,
Stay away from me
You're freaking me out
Reality don't exist
Reality ain't real
You're pulling my leg
Strapping me to a wheel
Of Catherine's.
You laugh
You joke and then you lie
You pretend to sigh
And say
I love you thinking
That it will make it all better.
But you're an effing fool.

Entering Paradise

She tried the path of difficult tread
Her hooves paced, in darkness' stead.
The leaves cascaded vastly overhead,
Creating a blanket under which to bed.
Under hoof were dried leaves abound,
With much sweet fungus to be found.
Toadstools made rings large and round,
To trap young children, safe and sound.
These youngsters, if orphans they be,
Who had never had a good bold family,
Would be taken to the court of King Faerie,
And the rest would be eaten, or set free.
So was the haunting rumour of the wood,
To keep children doing as they should,
And to keep them away from the hood,
Of the secret passage that darkly stood.
The one that led to a country sublime,
A place escaping society, trade and time.
A paradise not for my eyes or thine,
But only for those of horn and of wine.
Oh it is known well that Drys did bless
Her children with great humbleness
And a recipe for wine of such sweetness
That others would kill for its flavour fullest.
So wine and grapes of wrath and wit,
Caused the fauns to have run and hid,
In the forest of deepest darkness amid,
Come to the base of the Peaks of Jagged.
Or so it said, for wine is such the best of all,
And it brought a rise before the first fall,
Its the part of us that makes us all call
And jeer and say "let's have a ball!"
And so the faun trekked her tired way,
Though hill and valley by night and day,
She hardly knew what to do or to say
But knew she wanted not to meet the Fae.
Scarcely two steps did she quietly go,
Than from the foliage burst a hoe,
He looked gay and flamboyant, held a bow,
And made his declaration quite the show.
"Attend here," said he, dressed in green.
"What do you here, what do you mean?
To come into this secret place so clean,
That needs none of humans - oh great Queen!"
It was then he looked at our heroine
And saw she was quite the faun, quite thin,
Perfect eyes, knees, hair and perfect chin,
Perfect hooves and perfect furry skin.
"You must come in!" He cried in delight,
"Come out of the shadow of the night.
Oh sister dear of strength and might,
Come into the fauns' final rest from flight!"
And so in she went to perfect Paradisia,
Where the streets are both near and far
And the past is the future, or that's the idea
To have peace here you must hear sincere,
Or listen, if I am being crystal clear,
Please, fair person, lend me your ear,
And learn from this tale oh so dear,
And never enter Concordia by a path of fear.

Together

We are both mortals
In this world
The wind flies with us
The past lies behind us
No longer able to keep up
We run like two survivors
Of an ancient race
Struggling to keep up
With the others of our kind
Charging into the abyss
Nay, charging away from the abyss
Dee dum dee dum
Your body beneath mine,
Your legs carrying us both
But it's
Not sexual in any way
We're just two beasts
In a beastly world
Flying from nothing
Through everything
From nothing but ourselves
Dee dum dee dum dear horse
Carry me away into the future
And let no one find us
When they look
For us

Love before the fall

I'm sorry
For not thinking things through
I don't care
What they say
I'm in love with you.
Trust is a word
An issue
A fact
That needs got over fast
Life goes on
Hard times come
But we will work to
Make love last