8/31/2008

Words to a song I made up in class the other day because I was bored

An archetype blue


All the ghosts tomorrow┬┤s likely to
bring along to that desert island
with you
and that book you never
really took along with you

Chorus:
Bind your soul in leather,
hide your gold from bad weather:
An archetype blue,
a griffin┬┤s feather.
Hide your soul from the weather,
then wrap your gold in leather:
An archetype blue,
your shadows blacker.

Standing outside before the rain
Then following you in rhyme
with all the pain
Climbing down an ivy wall,
hanging from a cliff to see you fall
but you never really took me along
with you
I want to run on the beach,
roll down in the sand
with you

(chorus)

A spire of copper in the storm,
along came a spider all alone:
Lightning cracked,
we never looked back.
Like a crash of rhinos,
we never looked back.

(chorus x2, then out.)