by tashmcgill | Sep 12, 2008 | Uncategorized
play me a minor chord, i have a sad song in my heart
and there is not a thing that you can do to ease the tide
there are no notes that match the dissonance of sorrow
the beauty of the darkness falling, the sad little tune
play me a minor chord, follow it with thirds and then a 7th
by the time the dawn arrives, we’ll be through me and you
me to go my own way with this sad new song and you, to where you go
down to the dark, lonely depths that i cannot, will not go
i have a sad song in my heart
i have bought you sunshine
tattooed wisdom on my shoulders
til i’ve been going backwards
but we’ll be through, me and you
enjoy these final notes, this last reprise another chorus line
i’ll write you one last soaring melody with notes of gray
shading blue along the wake, stay up all night to finish off the ache
wine bottle emptied alongside the minor chords we’ll write tonight
we’re so much better in the melancholy a sad retreat wasn’t fooling anybody
for i am magnet to the foolhardy, fools and i am the biggest fool of all
there is a foolish colour to all these minor chords and fooling words
nobody gets fooled anymore, the melody of my love is a breaking curse
could i be sent, sent out into the night, by the dawn a parcel of light
play me a minor chord, i have a sad song in my heart
and there is not a thing that you can do to ease the tide
there are no notes that match the dissonance of sorrow
the beauty of the darkness falling, the sad little tune
by tashmcgill | Jul 6, 2008 | Uncategorized, worship
from corners and shadows
the echoes of blue shattered with moonlight
falling from below the world
i have learned from your lips
the sound of hunger
and from your touch the sight of horror
from your lips wonder and sorrow comes
in the breath of the night
like a lamp set on fire
in daylight and winter
the crisp burn of the frosthit ground
rising in the aftermath
i have learned from your lips
the endless thirsting
and from your words the silence of love
from your lips promise and sadness falls
in the breath of the night
like a lamp set on fire
in dying flames and blue smoke
the embers and the ash of warstrikes
to the heart and truth of it
i have learned from your lips
the satisfaction
and from your want, the never coming
from your lips the true and untrue kiss
in the breath of the night
like a lamp set on fire
by tashmcgill | Jun 30, 2008 | Uncategorized
at the bottom of the glass
at the end of the page
whatever road you carry on with
you’re gonna go on your own
there’s nothing you take with you
when you go down to the sorrows
sorrow burns my eyes tonight
sorrow burns my eyes tonight
cos beauty is born and dies in the sadness
and i am sweetly blind
stuck in the middle of coming and going
stuck in the doorway of my trouble
if i leave you, i leave you
when i go down, down
to the darkness of sorrows
blue light shining
all around me
trouble’s light and trouble’s woe
all around me
at the bottom of the glass
at the end of the page
friend become a empty foe
words slip off the pages
fall unformed from my lips
dark in the valley
when i go down, down
sorrow burns my eyes tonight
sorrow burns my eyes tonight
cos beauty is born and dies in the sadness
and i am sweetly blind
stuck in the middle of coming and going
stuck in the doorway of my trouble
in the land of sorrows
light is blinding with a pinspot
on my kindness every grace is sharpened
against my skin for the blue light gathers in
whatever is gained under the light you cannot keep
can’t bring a soul with you cos they’ll never quite leave
