Mahina

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Sad Dream.

The fire

So I threw your letter into the flame
And watched the fire regain
And these words have done nothing for you
As I did not read them through
Now turned to ash in the flume

And colours are dull
As the feeling of the cold
And memories fall
As the fire is getting old
Oh and I once more am now

Don’t you fret I’ll find my way
Carefully walking from the devil’s plane
And I know why you did not follow me
Pride swallowed me then led me astray

And now the dark in me has now seen the day
Oh my chill has now lost its way
And these hands that once had helped me to pray
They are limp in utter dismay
Oh they, oh they fall in their disarray

And colours are dull
As the feeling of the cold
And memories fall
As the fire is getting old
Oh and I, I once more am now

Oh don’t you fret I’ll find my way
Carefully walking from the devil’s plane
And I know why you did not follow me
Pride swallowed me then led me astray.

Light Year.

I woke you up with poetry and stones
The ragged and the bones
Strewn around the room

I recall another hazy may
Take a round in the ring
Gone hungry for the win…

Here’s the part I just lose everything
I cracked a spark just to hear you sing
sing…

I took it out
The papers and the trash
Old among the cans
This golden love gone bad

Shined it up
Aiming at the sun
Just a light year from us
Hop a cab ride and we’re off…

And all the ravens came along to play
The simple notes you sang just went astray

Everything was up, it’s coming down
Everything was up, it’s coming down
Coming down

Hawaii, my heart.

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Lola took my photo today.
An afternoon spent on the North Shore.
It feels good to be home.

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