My Friends Are Villains

I've done so much, gone so far

Like a cloud born from the sea

To fade against the sandy horizon

I've been dizzy with love

And fallen with loss

I've been shaking with hate

And stumbled with fury

And all my old friends- some are here, some have gone

I can not see indignity in anyone's behaviour

I have songs in my heart

And an artists scope in my mind

Tho who will hear? and who will see?

Who will inherit them now?

I can see into the noise

I can hear the vision of the artist

And I want to scrape away the edges

I don't know where I am

Or who I am following

Are my friends the villains 

Who I see in those old movies

Who dance the tango

Across the floor 

With the light shining in their eyes

I can see the shadows

I can hear the band playing in the corner

And I want to taste their music

I want to smell the breath

Of the singer as he leans against the stand

I don't know where I belong

Or who I should follow 

All my friends are dancing

Out there upon the floor

Looking into the eyes of men

As the fire's smoke engulfs the room 

As I climb up the hill, the trees are all green once more

They have seen so many fires that the only scarring is on the ground

A pile of window frames lie there, the glass all amongst them

I lie upon the path trying not to cut my hands or break more shards

The cost of this high, the emotions will be new

Hills can be steep and hills can be mere mounds

And time passes as we walk them, tho walk them we have to

I've been dizzy with love

And fallen with loss

I've been shaking with hate

And stumbled with fury

And here upon the ground amongst the shards of molten glass

I can softly hear a band playing in a corner

With the light shining off their instruments

And all my friends are there dancing

Out there upon the floor

Looking into the eyes of men

As the flames engulf their hearts