In A Dream I Saved You / Will Dockery (poem-vocal) and Brian Fowler &
Brian
Vaughan (music)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZGUZmzvqRP4&t=36s
In A Dream I Saved You
Scarlet scarab scorch
seeing a sky flutter
in the Summer.
Each in direction to crispy sky
to each the own.
I can see demonstration
against the sky.
Reach the surface,
morning sky crunchy green & gold.
You tired of walking streets
where we waited for you.
Tired of walking streets
where we waited for you.
Cruel daybreak
tortures me with sound
And the memory
of your streetcorner smile.
Dreams reveal
too much to remember.
From black, seedless midnight
To feverish broad daylight.
You never get older,
you never get older.
With a cling & a right to play.
The kid swan
damn near all the way.
And if she was ever there for you,
her radiance was faulty.
And in this Tramp's fate
she is late.
You tired of walking streets
where we waited for you,
where we waited for you.
Dreams reveal
too much to remember.
Black, seedless midnight
To feverish broad daylight.
You never get older,
you never get older.
Hickory Dickory Doc
smoked out,
Sucked to the thug she's clocked.
She... roll away the stone.
Dervish spinning,
stardust & golden, a dervish spin.
Float green sick & crazy...
happy...paralyzed whirlwind.
You tired of waiting
walking streets
You stand in the dark
The dark side of the cold...
Spring is trapped in her crystal.
Spring is trapped in her crystal.
-Will Dockery
Note to George Dance, this is an alternative version of "Tired of
Waiting" which I think is going into the PPB poetry blog this Spring.
This is a response to the post seen at: http://www.jlaforums.com/viewtopic.php?p=659272135#659272135
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