Afternonn Music

Afternoon Music

Stretch the thin scaly fingers to
the old arctic winds, the teeth bite right through
and blood, it flows within.

I don?t mind your words, they
don?t bother me, but your cold icy
stare starts biting and my soul
slithers, broken like glass.

Liquid eyes stare Brown-Green,
mind is nothing but mush, lips
touch with lightening pulse.

I don?t mind your words, they
don?t bother me, but your cold icy
stare starts biting and my soul
slithers, broken like glass.

Hands cup fingers, arms around,
nothing is wrong, but everything seems to be
salty tears press onto rosy cheeks.

I don?t mind your words, they,
don?t bother me, but your cold icy
stare starts biting and my soul
slithers, broken like glass.

Things no longer frighten me, happiness
envelopes soft lips, Brownish-Gold sings
me memories, you are my home, I cry too.

I don?t mind your words, they
don?t bother me, but your cold icy
stare starts biting and my soul
slithers, broken like glass.

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I recently tap into a new form, that of lyrics. Now, I don't know how to write music, but I thought I'd give it a try. This one was inspired by Crowded House. One day (afternoon) I was listening to "Recurring Dream" and and idea popped into my head, and low and be hold I got Afternoon Music, plus two other CH peoms/lyrics. In a way I have dedicated my CH works to my friend, Adam Lindquist, the ultimate CH/Split Enz fan. :-)

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