I dream of a place far out in time
Where the sky meets the sun without burning the eye
And the oceans that crossed all the beaches I left for peace, in pieces
I die everyday just a little wanting tomorrow here before today ends
The birds on trees make their music
and I forgot what hope sounds like
I stopped the words,
like you moved your love out of line
Because now there's nothing to write if I'm not sad
I kick the rocks by the beach, I keep a beat
North coast breezes carry all my wishes to the bottom of the blue
The heart doesn't want to hear you now
Trying to catch all I want but I never catch the time
I live in a picture of a white hot forever
Forever, forever
My color runs and runs and runs
It's always hot here, white hot forever
And I come undone
The blues come in corner bars, drunken stars and the sky when I'm alone
Catching butterflies, catching daylight, running out of time
I thought this movie would play a different scene
You used to say I look prettiest when I cry
So I cried diamonds into rivers and and tides
I put your poetry by my bed, I whisper their names before
I drift into the unknown
But I never dream, I know life too well
To ever expect that it could workout for me
I live in a picture of a white hot forever
Forever, forever
My color runs and runs and runs
It's always hot here, white hot forever
And I come undone
I should leave, I should leave
But there's no road paved for me
I just wanna die (la la la la)
I just wanna die (la la la la)
I just wanna ride (with you)
I just wanna ride (no rules)
I can't make the music
I can't make the words
If I carry happiness
So I write
All my melodies, melodies
And my symphonies, symphonies
in a burning gloom
Because all my flowers bloom
without their sun
and I come undone.
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Beat Poetry
PoetryModern beat poetry, old school Kerouac, classic Lana Del Rey. If Lana Del Rey's music had an affair with Jack Kerouac's work their love child would be my poetry, set against the pop culture of America, the high of Cubano, the Lolita age where the gl...
