The Briar Fields: Silver Water

Silver Water


Smoke in my eyes again
Walking through the barren stems
Thinking of pretty things
That we don’t talk about…
Deep in a dream
Where the water’s like a curtain
Streaming fantasies uncertain
And in the darkness there is glee…
Just you and me

Tied up in pictures
And old poetic scriptures
With my subscription to
The Narcissist Daily…
I scream inside
As the vision falls to pieces
Though I know telekinesis
Will not make you turn around…
Leaving me hell bound

Silver water
Won’t-cha carve my heart…
Out from this wall of stone
Silver water
Won’t you carry me away
From this house of poisoning…
Before I call it home
Home-sweet-home…
Home-sweet-home

I’ve grown, too polluted
All my codes wither diluted
Head protruding through
The clouds of a half-life…
I drift about
From the slums up to The Lawn
Down from Eden to Babylon
Like a rag bound to a stone…
But I’m not alone!

Silver water
Won’t-cha carve my heart…
Out from this wall of stone
Silver water
Won’t you carry me away
From this house of poisoning…
Before I call it home
Home-sweet-home…
Home-sweet-home

Cause I’m sitting by the river
And I’ve nothing left to give her
There’s no charms left in my quiver
My tongue is tangled up with yarn...
And the world keeps getting meaner
The new machines ain’t any cleaner
I guess the grass is always greener
Till there’s a fire in the hay barn

Smoke in my eyes again
Walking through the barren stems
Thinking of pretty things
That we don’t talk about…
Deep in a dream
Where the water’s like a curtain
Streaming fantasies uncertain
And in the darkness there is glee…
All alone and free!

Silver water
Won’t-cha carve my heart…
Out from this wall of stone
Silver water
Won’t you carry me away
From this house of poisoning…
Before I call it home
Home-sweet-home…
Home-sweet-home