Deadbolt23
11/28/09, 05:25 AM
Stem the flow, dear.
I'm afraid I can't help you here.
You should know by now.
But, I can't help you hear.
Bar the leak, love.
Array the stack to alter
I should've noticed by now
that you've become my altar
And outside, clouds collide
and take shape
So thickly, snow is falling
And yet, sickly I'm still calling out
One day.
Ford the lake, while
While this body overflows.
If I could fly, I'd be blown
To wherever the clover blows
And outside, clouds collide
and take shape
So thickly, snow is falling
And yet, sickly I'm still calling out
One day. My God, that I may be welcome again.
(My band is barred, and my bard is banned from this house)
I'd be interested to hear anyone's interpretations on what this song means. I think it's more cryptic than my others I've posted. (It'll be easier to understand if you have read my others, as I often use the same metaphors.)
I'm afraid I can't help you here.
You should know by now.
But, I can't help you hear.
Bar the leak, love.
Array the stack to alter
I should've noticed by now
that you've become my altar
And outside, clouds collide
and take shape
So thickly, snow is falling
And yet, sickly I'm still calling out
One day.
Ford the lake, while
While this body overflows.
If I could fly, I'd be blown
To wherever the clover blows
And outside, clouds collide
and take shape
So thickly, snow is falling
And yet, sickly I'm still calling out
One day. My God, that I may be welcome again.
(My band is barred, and my bard is banned from this house)
I'd be interested to hear anyone's interpretations on what this song means. I think it's more cryptic than my others I've posted. (It'll be easier to understand if you have read my others, as I often use the same metaphors.)