Treasure Island

Stuart Doggett


Ringing Ears


Burning, burning,
Wire down my spine.
Searing, searing,
Drive out the pain inside.
Flowing, flowing,
Coursing through my veins.
Lifting, lifting,
Brings me back again.

Reanimated,
Reborn,
Drawing out my life,
The music drives me on.
The music drives me on.

Faltering, fading, failing,
Wading through flesh tinted fog,
Colour bleeds from my surroundings,
Organ grinds but monkey stops.
Sounds die on my lips,
Reapers swing brands them unheard,
But for me he is bound to miss
As someone again strikes the chord.

Reanimated,
Reborn,
Drawing out my life,
The music drives me on.
The music drives me on.

Bloodshot eyes stare
As ground falls away,
Carried to the stars
On the swells of pure fantasy,
But never to stay.

Reanimated,
Reborn,
Drawing out my life,
The music drives me on.
The music drives me on.

The touch of heaven
Is never enough.

Submitted: Monday, March 27, 2006

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