I feel the echos of my childhood.
I see the golden sunset and I hear them reflecting off of walls that no longer stand.
For how long should one hear those sounds reverberante, and to what end could one see that light travel?
- S A I N T N O S
Stranger and stronger, sadder and sadder.
Braver and Braver, weaker and weaker
Look at you, all you demons.
Look at you, look at me, look at you
- S A I N T N O S
And through the leaves I fell, tumbling down upon myself and into my self.
Heavier and heavier with each each death of my growth.
Deeper and deeper, higher and higher.
My fallen star..
How brilliant you are
How wonderful you
How radiant you shine
My beautiful second sun.
Darkness eclipsed.
- S A I N T N O S (C h r o n o l o g i a)
How dare you make memories of me?
How dare you tell me when i should and should not love you, when i can and can not love you?
Have i not suffered enough, have I not destroyed everything but the threads that bind me to you?
- S A I N T N O S
What if we are just layers of paint atop a canvas, melding together time lines without beginning or end?
What if tomorrow's today has mixed with yesterday, creation colour's of which spectrums are neither here nor there?
Every mind, a different vision.
A new world, a different world, a new reality.
Synchronicity pierces that, it forces all realities to acknowledge each their own and it is this which we call time.
- S A I N T N O S (C h r o n o l o g i a)
Running naked, wild and free, at breath taking speeds, towards our departures return.
Blessed be our lord's refraction.
- S A I N T N O S (C h r o n o l o g i a)
Look at them, chasing dreams through which disillussions one must desolve.
Do you hear them, the voices of all those who've fallen, welcoming you into their warm embracing arms?
Why do you torment me still, have I not died enough?
How are you calling me this way mermaid, glistening still, floating free amongst the sea.
Siren see, my sinking feet.
- S A I N T N O S