Slackjawed, Part Two

[CellarGhosts]

Notes: Half-day of school, sitting with two other people in US History. Missed out on taking the ASBAV test by accident, so here I am, finishing this ahead of schedule.

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Slackjawed, Part 2

[...I'm a permanent fixture in the windowpanes and the gutters
I'm a ghost wandering in the phone lines and the shutters...]

So cold and rainy, as we walk along these routes
I've stumbled along them a thousand times
With you here they seem to take on a whole new meaning
I'm sorry for the honesty I'm projecting
I found our faces in the writings on the subway walls
Spilled our souls out on the bathroom stalls

Littering letters from old pages and old stories,
Behind us on the sidewalk as we stroll
Getting lost in the jagged river of cracks and ridges beneath our feet
Each letter sinks into the cement, gasping for air
Breath me deep into your lungs
Jolt in and out of conciousness beneath the stars

Lullaby - summon me to restless sleep
I'm unraveling before your eyes
Gloomy sky - alienate me from the night
You're rebuilding this whole world

Reconstruction was a dream, liberation was a lie
I'm finally finding ways back home inside your lovely eyes
Recurring nightmares lurk off into the fog
Retreating with all our bad memories in tow
Forgive me for what I've done
Forgive me for what I know

So pile another scar on this burning pyre
And break free from all these negative feelings that conspire...
To cut us down, to lacerate,
To divide us up, to fuel the hate

I am the last nighthawk to stumble out of the diner
I am the graffiti stretching across the walls and the underpass
With a song running through the asphalt and the airwaves
I am the empire of lights burning leaves on dried up grass

And we're right as rain on this cool midwestern night...

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[as_we_learn]

good second part i'm looking forward to the rest man. keep it up

I don't know but i think this is suppose to be the word across:

I am the graffiti stretching acorss the walls and the underpass
With a song running through the asphalt and the airwaves
I am the empire of lights burning leaves on dried up grass

[CellarGhosts]

Thanks man. And I'll go fix that error now haha

[as_we_learn]

cool no problem anytime

[CellarGhosts]

I'm just bumping this old one back up there, as not many people read it, and, I have nothing new at the moment.

[xxmarsxx899]

i put something new, comment please!

[thisissunshine]

wow, that's really good. I love it. Keep it goin'! I really enjoyed the flow of it, and how you occasionally added like an internal rhyme to make it more powerful. or repeated something but with a couple different words so it meant something completely different but sounded the same.

[CellarGhosts]

Thanks, glad you really liked it!

[Wobbie]

Reminds me of your namesake's writing in The Larry Arms. Really intellegent, a little self-depricating, yet real. Much like his songs. Nice work Chris :-)

[CellarGhosts]

Thanks, Rob. Glad you're digging it