Escape is such a thankful Word
I often in the Night
Consider it unto myself
No spectacle in sight
Escape - it is the Basket
In which the Heart is caught
When down some awful Battlement
The rest of Life is dropt -
......
traveled too far for an escape
lost in thick smoke
an angel in hell
forgot my name
floating on the styx
traveled too far for an escape
no new beginnings
a failed quest for redemption
flesh blood dripping
......
Escape seems too far away
Strapped to a bed and hopeless
Escape seems soft and distant
Like a forever running rainbow
Because Rainbows go away
Rainbows hide
In clouds of thought
Escape flees your grasp
As you wish the day could stay
Escape seems too far away
......
Heavy pressures of fame were getting to me, since I was world famous,
And desperately needed a getaway, as a rainbow sometimes detains us.
I was a successful performer, and ardent press went wherever I went,
Like exotic sunsets, which give not 100, but up to a thousand percent.
I'd always really loved my career, the excitement, the fans and thrills,
Sort of like the sensation you get, when a pale moon gives you chills!
Yet I needed to be completely alone, in a distinctive retreat of my own,
......
i can’t stop dreaming of the desert; penchants of empty spaces and rare faces
no destination in mind i just drive
i can’t stop dancing in between
the middle of everyone i meet;
i never leave the door open
and so no one ever peeks
i don’t know what i am
or where i’m going
......
traveled too far for an escape
lost in thick smoke
an angel in hell
forgot my name
floating on the styx
traveled too far for an escape
no new beginnings
a failed quest for redemption
flesh blood dripping
......
i can’t stop dreaming of the desert; penchants of empty spaces and rare faces
no destination in mind i just drive
i can’t stop dancing in between
the middle of everyone i meet;
i never leave the door open
and so no one ever peeks
i don’t know what i am
or where i’m going
......
into blue gardens
spurred by the beckoning sun
and fragrant lovelies
hydrangea bliss
too long gone, forget me not
sapphire cornflowers
songs through the grapevine
and irises navy blue
......
Heavy pressures of fame were getting to me, since I was world famous,
And desperately needed a getaway, as a rainbow sometimes detains us.
I was a successful performer, and ardent press went wherever I went,
Like exotic sunsets, which give not 100, but up to a thousand percent.
I'd always really loved my career, the excitement, the fans and thrills,
Sort of like the sensation you get, when a pale moon gives you chills!
Yet I needed to be completely alone, in a distinctive retreat of my own,
......
People are going to hurt you
They will make you cry too
They will talk shit about you
And will judge you too
That’s what we call life
From which you have to get through
You have to bear the pain
But be sure that your eyes don’t turn blue
Don’t care what people say
You can’t make everyone happy anyways
......