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jueves, 23 de junio de 2011

Peter Murphy....Thing to Remember when writing figures of speech and sound....

The Power of poetry comes from the ability to defy logic, Defy Logic Often, Use a metaphor and tell us that your lover is the sky. Tell us that your lover is the sky. When you do that, We won't believe you,We won't believe you, Because saying so makes no sense, But we'll see a meaning. We'll see a meaning, The other thing is the ability to be remembered. Love Anything. Love Anything, Wasted, I cut myself down, Cut myself down, Wasted, Now Breaking Free, Breaking Free, It's no longer me, Understand where you came from, Floating, I'm facing me down, Prostrate to the ground, Understand, Prostrate to the ground, Mystery, Rain down on my life, down on my life....

domingo, 7 de junio de 2009

Peter Murphy.....I find you in the morning after dreams of distant signs.....

you pour yourself over me, like the sun through the blinds, you lift me up and get me out, keep me walking but never shout, hold the secret close, I hear you say, You know the way it throws about it takes you in and spits you out, it spits you out, when you desire to conquer it to feel, you're higher to follow it, you must be clean, with mistakes that you do mean, move the heart switch the pace look for what seems out of place, On and on it goes calling like a distant wind, through the zero hour, we'll walk cut the thick and break the thin, no sound to break no moment clear when all the doubts are crystal clear, crashing hard into the secret wind, You know the way it twists and turns changing colour spinning yarns, you know the way it leaves you dry, it cuts you up....