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Awake

Contributed by Redlantern2051 on Tuesday, 18th November 2003 @ 08:40:36 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



Awake

I’m awake
I’m awake again
Listening to soft songs and starting the slow dance inside

You came to me as the lover
Who could change everything important
Wearing a light blue jumper in the Sun

And me, so young
With tabloid eyes and a joker’s heart

I’d never seen a natural beauty
But plenty of plastic paraded thru this street

Watching models dance on Channel 23
Hooked on E News
Living life like it was big movie with hookers instead of actors

You know how the song goes
They teach it at birth these days

You put your trust in the endless ocean of image
You close your eyes they feed your brain
Become a puppet with bloody strings and a dirty past

Don’t ask why
Change the channel
It don’t bother me

Let’s watch some TV
Let’s see some false prophets practicing their divine right to speak
On the late night show where the cross is crooked, neon, and divided

Where the men talk and talk but never ask why:
Who made them the servants of the Hand?

And every year they take a little bit more fiction and make it someone’s Reality.
You think they care about India? You think they care about you or me?

I could almost quote scripture.

Make no mistake this is a protest.
Make no mistake this is a dark age.

But the people on TV called it Enlightenment.

Because they can’t cut the ties that bind
Because they can’t answer the questions its all mirage its all blood money

O but they know how to kiss your lips with perfumed lies
And they tattoo you
With false idols and the vision of humans clothed as gods

They even tempt you with religion
When all you want is the Holy Sea

They say the Devil is a man like me and you
And man they left a mark on me

O the sleepers who have never seen Love

We run like ghosts in halls
We run like prisoners to freedom

When I was alone and 16
I always thought
Every romance led to the warm Sea

I always thought
My heart would never break or bow

But I longed for that one person who could answer all my questions
And bring this stormy place some peace and shelter from the wind

Honey when I saw you
Everything became so clear

Sometimes the feelings tear away your mask and feed upon the heart
Just so you can be naked before the morning light
And then in the morning the goddess comes and bathes your ruined eyes

I thought I had everything
I lost it all, I gave it away

I woke up inside the illusion
I forgot about being the bad guy with the big gun

When I touched the flesh of another runner
When I felt your pain that cage felt real I recognized the scars upon your face

Is life a mirror?
Leading back to whatever passes for the Maker?

I don’t know, my friend.

O the sleepers who have not seen Love

We run like ghosts in halls
We run like prisoners to freedom

I met you in the cold
Back when we were still girls
Skipping along the lines you see until you turn 22

I washed myself clean

And every wrong I’ve ever done
Is undone

And every wound
Is clean

And every sin
Is forgiven now

And passed into Time
Every sin is forgiven

I’m awake
I’m awake again
The slowest song has started and our perfumes mingle

O the sleepers who have not seen Love

We run like ghosts in halls
We run like prisoners to freedom

I went surfing today
And out there on the Ocean
I thought how it’s funny what the heart keeps in the sacred place

Locked up in our private universe
But it’s sad to see that the rest has burnt away

And in my dark burning head
You’re still asking questions
To things I can’t ever tell you

My hair is like the seaweed
Long and free
But my mind is like a traffic light
So tired
Of being at the crossroads
Of you and me

And even though they all say it’s the drugs which made you cold
I met you before all that

Before fast cars
Before the first funeral
Before we left school

And I always knew
Some pretty big things
Hung on shaky glue
Way down deep inside

We change but we don’t change
I’m a Buddhist I always was I just never knew

And with this world in darkness
And so many begging for some sign
It’s still the wild ocean that runs thru my dreams

I’m awake
I’m awake again
Hello world, I missed you

And the young couples walk thru the Park
Having loved

And the loners shuffle thru
Some in suits some in rags of blue

I don’t know where I’ll wind up
I don’t know who will take this earthly burden

Sometimes it’s only you some nights
That keeps me away from the chaos rainbow
I hope you made it to the warm places

Where we would always run, run, run
Run away too.

(David Finn, 2003)





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Re: Awake (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 19th November 2003 @ 04:25:12 AM AEST
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Simply beautiful! A masterpiece you have written here. Awesome Awesome Awesome!!!!! Marvelous write!


Re: Awake (User Rating: 1 )
by Redlantern2051 on Monday, 15th December 2003 @ 08:31:45 AM AEST
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Thanks Goose, I'm glad u liked it++++++Thanks for reading and responding+++++++++++++++




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