La Vie en Rose

Tattoo

Why do I see the color of my eyes?

On your skin permanently sunken through

Why do I see my iris?

Penetrating on your hand

Green and brown

Floating into the sky

That’s my butterfly

That’s my dream

It’s on your skin

Forever

It’s on your skin

Til you are gone cold in your grave

It’s on your skin

Forever

It’s on your skin

Til I’m gone cold in my grave

Why do I see the color of my eyes?

When I don’t remember yours

Why do I see my iris?

When I don’t remember your smile

Green and brown

Floating into the sky

That’s my butterfly

That’s my dream

It’s on your skin

Forever

It’s on your skin

Til you are gone cold in your grave

I was not meant for permanent

Forever

I was not meant for permanent

Til I’m gone cold in this grave

Mother of the Universe

I saw you in pain
I saw you challenging the gods of the world
I saw you grimace in midst of agony
I see you smile
I see you happy
I almost forgot
I’m just like you after all

Pity, love, grasping a sense of divine
Holding onto the depths of hurt

Empathy

Consideration
To place my hand on your cheek
To rub every pain away

Pity, love, grasp of the gods
Holding on just to cut the grasp of the gods

City Confusion

To jump out of my own skin
And take a walk down Madison Square Garden
Meet the hobo on the corner of 91st street
Say hello to the pigeons plummeting heaps of snow
Jump, jump, splash through the puddles of water
Which was once pure white snow
What could possibly make me happy again?
Trying to find the powers to reach me higher
Up to the blue sky that has no end
I think I just lost a valuable friend
Strangers, strangers pass midst a train ride of wreck
He speaks foolishly and clasps his hands behind his neck

And all this time I thought of you fondly