it all relates
to how you are feeling
there are things
you don’t want to know

water is life
water is healing

take me with you
when you go

it all relates
to what you are seeing
as your part
of the mystical flow

water is life
water is healing

take me with you
when you go

take me with you
if you’re leaving
I will be
no burden to bear

the echoed sounds
of someone grieving
are not what
you want to hear

It all relates
to what you’re hearing
in the wind
as it does blow

life is all
about the caring

take me with you
when you go

take me with you
when you go

it will be
my only blessing
in the river
I will flow
take me with you
when you go

katrinnac:

Grocery stores, full of traps

Everyone just wants out

No time for nonsense

You bought too much stuff

I never had kids

Why are you feeding them so much

And you take too long

Hands shaking, fumbling money

I’ve never been old

I don’t have time to learn now

Cashier flicks her eyelids

I’ve only got one hour left

Kindness is restless

If you could just not exist

/katrinnac

and u always get

in the     wrong

line

u gauge the possibilities

make your decision

then pick the slowest one

with unpracticed

precision

my man steven wilson – from his newly released Home Invasion in Concert at the Royal Albert Hall. Great vocal by Ninet Tayeb.

I’m tired of weakness
Tired of my feet of clay
I’m tired of days to come
I’m tired of yesterday
And all the worn out things that I ever said
Now it’s much too late
The words stay in my head

So the day will begin again
Take comfort from me
It’s up to you now
You’re still here and you’ll dig in again
That’s comfort to you
It’s up to you now
So pariah you’ll begin again
Take comfort from me
And I will take comfort from you

I’m tired of Facebook
Tired of my failing health
I’m tired of everyone
And that includes myself
Well being alone now
It doesn’t bother me
But not knowing if you are
That’s been hell you see

So the day will begin again
Take comfort from me
It’s up to you now
You’re still here
And you’ll dig in again
That’s comfort to you
It’s up to you now
So pariah you’ll begin again
Take comfort from me
It will take time

Don’t you worry
Don’t worry about a thing
‘Cause nothing really dies
Nothing really ends

Songwriters: Steven John Wilson

in quiet desperation,
tears are never wept.
sound echoes in the spaces
where once the hearts were kept.

in quiet desperation,
we cling to yesterday.
things will be
as they once were,
this is what we pray
in quiet desperation.

in quiet desperation,
there is no fire burning.
the battle long ago
was lost,
this is what we’re learning.

in quiet desperation,
one cannot retrieve
that which one has chosen
never to believe.

things cannot be right,
things cannot be wrong.
in quiet desperation
you lay down
your weary song.