underneath the waves
blinded by the blue

By camden
 


By camden

...and then i think i hear angels in my ears
like marbles being thrown against a mirror
and along the highway where unlucky stray dogs bleed
wild sage growing in the weeds

and some days i don't miss my family
and some days i do
some days i think i'd feel better if i tried harder
most days i know it's not true
 


By camden

iris: what happened to you, roy?
roy: life didn't turn out the way i expected.
 


By camden

oh, how could anyone not love the terrible things you do?
oh, how could anyone not try and help you?
oh, how could anyone try to rip it all apart?
oh, how could anyone not love your cold, black heart?
oh, how could anyone not finally diminish---
the thrill of blood comes instantly; there's only darkness at the finish.
 


yesterday once more

By camden

"sorry, but i've got to go
the birth was quick but the death was slow
there was so much i didn't now
so much i never knew about you

and so we disconnect
the room goes quiet around us
it's called the life effect
will it always surround us?"
 


By camden
"...and so we disconnect
the room grows quiet around us
nothing left to protect
the end has finally found us

the day is almost over
it's almost time for bed
so now you've finally lost me
rest your weary head"
 


By camden

"If you have it, you don't need to have anything else- and if you don't have it, it doesn't matter much what else you have."

--Sir J. Barrie
 


By camden

I drink good coffee every morning
Comes from a place that's far away
And when I'm done I feel like talking
Without you here there is less to say
I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
What is closer to the truth
That if I lived till I was 102

I just don't think I'll ever get over you

I'm no longer moved to drink strong whisky
'Cause I shook the hand of time and I knew
That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs

I just don't think I'll ever get over you

Your face it dances and it haunts me
Your laughter's still ringing in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here
Even after all these years
But I don't want you thinking I don't get asked to dinner
'Cause I'm here to say that I sometimes do
Even though I may soon feel the touch of love

I just don't think I'll ever get over you

If I lived till I was 102

I just don't think I'll ever get over you