How can I articulate?
That which is so faint, so distant.
How can I articulate? My concept, my dissatisfaction?
How can I be satisfied, but also hungry?
How can I be peaceful, but also crave revenge?
How can I rejoice, but also regret,
How can I survive, but also feel like I'm dead?
How have I come so far?
In this rugged ocean?
No wave is the same, no camera to document,
No one knows the waves I've seen,
And I will never know anyone else's..
Distant boats
Distantly afloat
How can we all not sink
But also be drowning, at the same time?
But how can I articulate?
That which is so faint, so distant.
How can I articulate? My concept, my dissatisfaction?
On the sea, on top of the waves,
Grows a paddock with endless daisies and lillies.
And on the little hills and valleys that the waves make,
Trots and gallops little baby cows,
Hooves bigger than their legs,
Noses bigger than their head.
How can I articulate?
That which is so faint, so distant.
How can I articulate? My concept, my dissatisfaction?
The cows they seem so faraway
I can't even pat them
The sun , it glistens against the droplets of dew
The lush grass, it looks so sweet, I wish I could lay on it
In the daisies, and lying next to the lillies,
My surrows, they can mingle with the winds,
And fly away like butterflies, like moths, at dusk..
But how can I articulate?
That which is so faint, so distant.
How can I articulate? My concept, my dissatisfaction?
How can I be satisfied, but also hungry?
How can I be peaceful, but also crave revenge?
How can I rejoice, but also regret,
How can I survive, but also feel like I'm dead.
BS
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