We Are The New Shades Of Blue


We are the new shades of blue
We are the forgotten sons of Pan
We are the axe men in the forrest vast
We are the time keepers in a world with out momentum
We are the boys amongst men
We are the sweet words unheard
We are the dictionaries clawed by poets
We are the fish's fin rippling through water salty
We are the hitch-hiker's blistered feet
We are the archer's bow and arrow in the sky
We are the muscles relaxed and tense
We are the happy shoreline flat before the cliff
We are the highest of musical notes
We are the sunflower dying in the frost
We are the roman coin found by the school child
We are the crying grandmother in love
We are the honour and sacrifice of the religious
We are the daylight streaming through the bathroom window
We are the spring coming from the winter
We are the final breath being passed as a kiss
We are the touch of God, the touch of Venus
We are the steps to heaven
We are the embrace of youth
We are the end of motherhood
We are the poet's ghost, golden and smiling
We are the gull's eggs eaten by the sailor
We are the writer's manuscript lost and found
We are the dancer and the stage warm with necessity
We are the charity of humility
We are the jealousy of humanity
We are the echos of millennia
We are the representation of the blight
We are the beautiful and the ugly remains our charge
We are the food for the giants of unchartered dreams
We are the dead Romans suckled by the she-wolf
We are the seed of doubt
We are the answer to the question of Wilde
We are the root of all language
We are lovers and our lives remain short
We are the stars above the night time sky

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