Category: erato

Sometimes, you hear lyrics but you hear them wrong… and end up liking your version better.

it’s the rain that i hear falling dropping down my face like tears
a wild monsoon waking
it’s marching at the window crossed crowded boulevards
my lonesome heart bleeds clear
the fog rolls thru my doorway slowly pulls around me near
the death tolls ring again
darling where did it go when was it over why

why
hear me waiting

a stranger so long becomes a ghost it’s what i fear the most
the pain that i see coming
the clouds roll thru; now my quiet vigil begins
it’s the storm approaching that i feel
darling where did it go when was it over why

why
hear me waiting

Oiy – more language I probably mangled.

Semper fidelis
Pari passu
Amor vincit omnia
Semper amemus

Semper fidelis En bien aimer
Pari passu Por tous jours
Amor vincit omnia Mon coeur est a vous
Semper amemus Je t’aime
Pari passu Je t’aime mon amour
Amor vincit omnia Joie sans fin

Semper amemus
Semper fidelis
Semper amemus
Semper fidelis

Joie sans fin
Mon couer est a vous mon amour

Semper amemus
Semper amemus
Semper amemus

Mon amour, joie sans fin
Je t’aime
Je t’aime
Je t’aime

I’m not sure what to make of this, in retrospect. I have no real memory of it, so am not sure of the intent.

Gloria in excelsis Dei
Sed libera nos a malo

liquid fire flowing in my veins
burning with every thought of you
your touch – ice
water to quench my thirst
I burn for you

le feu liquide entrant dans mes veines
br˚lant avec chaque pensÈe de vous
votre contact – glacez
l’eau pour Èteindre ma soif que
je brËšle pour vous

caught halfway between a snarl and a sob

the pendelum must swing both ways,
indifference to obsession
before it finds its balance
how do I tell you I love you in a complete innocuous way

and I am beyond wishing for your touch
I am beyond wishing for the feel of your lips touching mine
I am beyond wishing for my own happy ending
I am beyond wishing for you

I cringe at how awful this Latin probably is… the idea was a Gregorian chant/EBM style song.

sic ergo vos orabitis Pater noster qui in caelis es sanctificetur nomen tuum
veniat regnum tuum fiat voluntas tua sicut in caelo et in terra
panem nostrum supersubstantialem da nobis hodie
et dimitte nobis debita nostra sicut et nos dimisimus debitoribus nostris
et ne inducas nos in temptationem sed libera nos a malo

if I go, will you go?
if you go, will I follow?
if you go, will I go?
if I go, will you follow?

et ne inducas nos in temptationem
et ne inducas nos in temptationem
et ne inducas nos in temptationem
sed libera nos a malo

I lead you not into temptation but in to love
And we will walk protected from the shadows of death
Delivered not from evil but from a-loneliness
For you are my love, you are my love

if you go, I will go
if you go, I will follow

sic ergo vos orabitis Pater noster qui in caelis es sanctificetur nomen tuum
veniat regnum tuum fiat voluntas tua sicut in caelo et in terra
panem nostrum supersubstantialem da nobis hodie
et dimitte nobis debita nostra sicut et nos dimisimus debitoribus nostris
et ne inducas nos in temptationem sed libera nos a malo

if you go, I will go
if you go, I will follow

Another of those “poem? lyric? who cares” bits that was written as one, worked into the other… I like the sentiment. I’m noticing one person was the inspiration for a lot of these, even though we were simply friends with a lot of emotional energy. I should probably note that most of this batch (those published to this blog on July 10 2006) is rough-written; no edits. Written once, smoothed out for basic issues, then set aside and left alone. For much longer than intended, as it turned out…

I saw the desire burning in your eyes
It was hard to miss and harder still to resist
But I had to resist

The house of cards fell
Like they always fall
We were only slightly oblivious
Could Lucifer have missed signs so obvious

We were so insular
Caught unaware by a little late night infidelity
The earthquakes from a moments carelessness
Shook our world apart

The house of cards fell
Like they always fall
We were only slightly oblivious
Could Lucifer have missed signs so obvious?

I see you sometimes
In the hands of Morpheus
We repeat those long lunches and late nights
Time spent talking, palms touching

The house of cards fell
Like they always fall
And we were only slightly oblivious
Before our fall