Just Cause You Feel It..

In pitch dark, I go walking in your landscape
Broken branches trip me as I speak

Just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there
Just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there

There's always a siren singing you to shipwreck
(Don't reach out, don't reach out, don't reach out)
Steer away from these rocks, we'd be a walking disaster
(Don't reach out, don't reach out, don't reach out)

Just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there
(Someone on your shoulder, someone on your shoulder)
Just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there
(Someone on your shoulder, someone on your shoulder)
There, there...

Why so green and lonely, and lonely, and lonely?
Heaven sent you to me, to me, to me?
We are accidents waiting, waiting to happen
We are accidents waiting
Waiting to happen

3 out of 4 aint bad..

Fall in.. Berlin

Out To Me

Silence speaks
Louder than words
..Louder than the lies
But,   I can bare them..
(so much)
Better in silence
 (..better than the truth)
this time..
All those little things
All those little ways
All those little voices
       they paint the sign.

I know where you are..

at least,           in your Heart..

For years
I've seen this same web
Whenever
I close my eyes
inside
and behind
everything
At times
Reaching out to me
And other times
Simple Clarity
But only now do I see
That web
For what it really means..

Wires
Allowing the heart to float
Reaching out
But all the while
Isolating..
Insulating..
..Fragility
..and copper wires
Flesh shaped

Cavities

But It's okay
Because I know
That all the things 'I lack'
No matter how much I'd like to
None will be given
Back..
But
Its better this way
And yes, I know
That sounds like something
She would say..

We're all liars
Only some of us Free
And the rest,
Just afraid to be..
But as much as I'd like to keep fighting
This is where
It (all)
Ends
For me.

ⓒ 2016 Shawn Michael Quinn

Liars

You take the big one and I'll take his brother
Let's get this over with 'cause i'm late for work
Do you remember when we were young
The swingsets, the costumes, the dirt in the sun
I sold all my baseball cards to buy me some clothes
That's how it goes, that's how it goes, and that's how it goes

And I keep on thinking it's time to move on
Move out to the city so huge, meet me some people
Seems these old hills, they keep on calling
The clouds 'round here talk
Man, I been listening
I sold all these clothes to buy me this land
Now I'm sorta happy, most of the time
Most of the time..

Been riding lots of trains, the same ones as you
How come you get to talk to everybody
I'm just looking out my window at the night view
You keep on pointing out my halo
Your big pointy finger, the six-fingered hand
I sold all this land to buy me some dreams
Just like those movies we played when we were kids

Now we're just liars
Now we're just liars
Now we're just liars
Now we're just liars..