Poppies

A Video and a Poem for Remembrance list

One White Bird

One white bird falls from the sky tonight.

She falls like a stone

she falls to earth a stranger of the sky.

I am watching from the ground

and I am lost

I am lost in the darkness circling above.

She feel from the sky as a warning

she was dead tonight.

She died and no one was there to see.

I am standing over the corpse

like a malicious being

and I hate my eyes for seeing.

I'm letting myself down tonight

by being no-one

I'm never going to spread my wings.

She was perfectly pure and white

before she hit the ground,

only mud and blood remain.

I was one more than I am tonight

more than the shadow

which my existence on the world.

Let the piano play in the background

as I turn to leave

because the drama is thin already.

I am living the greatest lie around

which is that I exist.

I am barely worth glancing at.

It begin to rain on her corpse

so I turn to stay

and drape my coat over her body.

I keep her body sacred

even in death

because she was more than I ever will be.

I'll sit by her right here

until the sun rises

and I can leave her in the sunshine she deserves.

I think that it's finally time

that I give up

and stop leaving my shadow in the path of others.

I think my time has come and gone

before I even noticed

so I am now moving through the world silently.

I am glad it is raining tonight

because I'm crying.

This means nobody will see me anyway.

When will I learn

to leave the living to the alive

and leave the dying to the shadows.

The sun begins to break

I'm not here anymore.

Separated in life but together in death.

Emily

Just a memory of long ago

when we leapt in youth

through the dancing fields

where the flowers would grow.

Leaving the world to its own devices

and waiting for the sunset

because it'll only be a beginning

to those who don't know how to end.

I look back now through fog.

Those days are now just an outline

of what was a life full of colour.

A life without an end.

We were innocence personified

and we wouldn't believe

in the fabled death

that seemed so far away.

I can't quite remember your face.

You seem to be out of my gaze.

I can see the outline

of your figure before me.

I remember your outline

standing in the front door,

coming in from the clutches of Night

to watch us till dawn.

I'll remember your name

until the day I die

because it's what keeps you alive

in this world and the next.

No sleeping tonight

cause I'm thinking of you.

I'm trying to remember the past

because those were happier times.

I'll never go back to that field

cause I don't know the way

and I think the flowers have died.

I think it's all over now.

Sometimes I feel guilty,

I wanted to know you better

and I wanted to cry when I knew.

I wanted to be able to cry.

Sometimes I imagine

what if all happened differently

and I could say this to your face?

Where is this old road taking me?

What would have happened

when your world was torn apart?

What would have happened to the world

when you got torn apart?

Heartstrings

I don't know how much more this heart can take

because if you push me I'll surely break.

For all to see I cry at your feet

just to make your victory oh so sweet.

I'm a broken man waiting to be fixed

and no matter who else you throw in the mix

I'll still be here waiting for you to come

home to me once your heart is numb.

Toy with my heart strings like a harp

your fingertips so cold and so sharp.

Waiting for my head to come home to my neck

but I don't want to accept reality yet.

I'm smiling but inside I'm dying

and once again I will be at your feet crying.

I'll stay here until you throw me aside

and then I'll have nothing else to hide.

Every time that I'll be heard singing

It's just to compensate that I'm not wining.

The Long Drive Home

I'm waiting for the car to role on

into the glorious sunset ahead

but I see nothing on the Horizon

but the thin line between good and evil.

I can see the road twisting out of reach

like a glittering snake

with it's scales coloured red and white

against the pure darkness of the night.

My soul has been twisted

beyond recognition from you.

I'm not the same man who left earlier,

the world has hit me like a train.

I'm driving back like Atlas.

I have the weight on my back

and their is lead tied round my heart.

No energy left for the brave face.

I don't know where I'm going

because I'm not the one who's driving.

I'm the one who is the passenger

in my own script.

I feel like the weather

and the rain hits the windscreen hard

and the wind howls around the car

relentlessly.

When I choose to face the truth

I'll come back home

but for now I'll keep driving

towards the non-existent sunset.

I'll come home one day

because although tonight I'm running

I know what must be done

but I am afraid of the truth.

Tomorrow

When the tide come rolling up

the sandy beach

and catches each grain

before sweeping it away.

When the seagulls fly

and cry above our heads

the moment seems too good

to be true today.

What we've got is

just like two kids in the sun

playing like tomorrow

will never come.

Look out over the sea.

It'll stretch out before

your very eyes

just like my arms.

Look at the light

reflecting off the water

and catching your eyes

just like when you caught mine.

What we've got is

just like two kids in the sun

playing like tomorrow

will never come.

Let the days tick past

and let the die be cast,

because what I'm left with

is more than I could ever give.

We are sitting in the sun

playing like tomorrow

will never come.

Night Sky

Look up into the stars above

and tell me that the future isn't bright.

Tell me that the moon

doesn't shine through the dark.

If there was a man

who doubted the saving grace

of Pandora, I beg him

to look into the sky tonight.

I look into limitless space

which opens out before my eyes

like a great blank canvas

waiting for the artist's brush.

We could explore the future

together in the stars.

We would look at them

and name them after one another.

I'm going to stay up all night

and watch the show.

Stay with me tonight

and we can marvel at their beauty.

The dawn will bring a new day

and we shall take it in our stride

because we'll keep waiting

until the next night.

We'll wait until the stars

blink in the sea that is the sky.

They'll flash like beacons of hope

sent from the other side of the galaxy.

We'll wait until the milky way

dances like a river before us.

It'll dance and lap at the corners

of our world as if blessing us.

The planets shall stand to attention

before our gaze.

We'll round off the names

and send them back to work.

Look into the sky tonight

and tell me that there

is no good left.