Study Band (The)
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(Owen lays sprawled across a bed, awaiting Margery's return. The position is familiar, but on this particular night the sound of her soft footsteps never comes.)So you're in love with the idea of being in loveWhere is she nowYour head's filled up with thoughts of a quote, end quote usSo where is she nowPictured in a roomSkin stretched over his frameThis Pollock mind and unreal city lightsKeep the moon and I at bayA mask of bone wore under fleshy toneIn only the deepest shadesTransfixed in time, the stillest lifeStars fill this flooded graveThe artist's life's a dangerous oneSo fragile and over dramaticOn red sky the passion of a lover's embraceNearly burns right through the canvasIn another time you image her faceWith her body as the Violin of IngressFor a kiss wrapped tight in a blanket of goldSo soft she'd close her eyelidsLetras de cancionesSo you feel stuck in a pose for that girl you can't touchSo why hang aroundWell if you mist, come on and find the nerve*enough is enough*Now, here, something I can't figure outPallid as a ghostHands pressed hard against his faceThese Dali eyes lost in Edvard skiesSkew the village that I createA vase is thrown filled with orange and goldThough the silence never breaksEmpty reservoirs like the canon fireThe biggest splash that he could makeThe artist's life's a dangerous oneSo prone to delusions and madnessThrough a desert he roams bound by lashes of ropeIn a body that some sickness has ravagedIn another time you imagine the greatsWho suffered for the prized GalsteaA Man alone in a cave and a soulAscetic for one beautiful idea
From Letras Mania