From blackest night to deepest sea
I long beyond of what's in me.
From calming sea to lightest tower—
From grains of sand to latest hour.
...
As red as cherry wine
With satin petals fine.
Uprooted as you were.
Cut terminals—I concur.
...
I could, but I can't.
I would, but I won't.
I should, but I shan't.
I do, but I don't.
...
Humming fluorescent lights
Many hallways a plenty
Doors leading to no where
But rooms of question.
...
The Mermaid
From blackest night to deepest sea
I long beyond of what's in me.
From calming sea to lightest tower—
From grains of sand to latest hour.
It's my safeguard; it's my home.
It's my story where I roam.
A tale of tails to echo afar,
My evening sky; my morning star.
The Ocean! It holds my kind.
The Sea! Past memories rewind.
The rocky river. The grind.
The smallest pond—confined.
Stuck on land as am I.
In a tank, and I wonder why?
Caught by a fisherman—I can't go back.
I will die because of Jack.
A mermaid of scales—singing sea,
No one will hear my song—begging plea.
As hope is gone and all was lost,
A clever one as I, will escape no matter the cost.
Music is powerful. It can reach a primal pit in your brain words alone cannot express.