Hey Hey
Aug 24, 2004, 10:43 AM
Transylvanian Lament
We could be bones and blood, no more
I see these two, I know for sure
But sure is sometimes interluded
For instance a thought - my brain intruded
But when I think who sees that notion
Homunculus, he drinks that potion
Who sees for him, and who for him
As Shawn Phillips said “What's happenin' Jim?”
It can't be true a world unreal
I pinch my arm and I can feel
But I pinch your arm and I feel that too
Is this just because I love you
I'll love you when you're dead and gone
How can I when you're dead and gone
I puzzle daily within this dimension
The others I forget to mention
I have to get from A to B
I know for a fact that you see me
But what you see is just blood spent
Nothing more than a Transylvanian lament
©2004 Hey Hey
Silke Lance
Aug 24, 2004, 11:43 PM
Oh Cool! Thanks for posting this piece here! Very nice!
~Greetings
Silke
Hey Hey
Aug 25, 2004, 04:20 AM
Many thanks Silke. When I try to be serious and it turns out wierd it can be quite traumatic. Hence your words are very welcome.
Peace and love, peace of me, to you and Steven
Hey Hey
Hey Hey
Aug 25, 2004, 12:19 PM
Hey
Just for anyone who read this poem and who's wondering about Jim, the words below by Shawn Phillips will elucidate.
Hey Hey
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What's Happenin' Jim!
I hear voices calling me
Won't you take me to
The day I know
Where the sun keepsa shining through the snow
And you're looking at me with the eyes of someone loved
Or loving
In the world of steel and the world of clowns
You don't know where you stand right now
And the change is driving you right out of your mind
Or inside
And are you going to be afraid today
There are so many ways that you make your fear
The things you see and the things you hear
Around you
But what you gonna do when the sun goes down
And there ain't nobody else there in the town
And you have to go walking around all by yourself
In misery?
But don't you see the green on the mountainside
Or don't you feel the love that you fight inside?
Like the rock that breaks and falls into the sea
It's falling
And ol' Jim Creegan he's singing this song
He's playing that guitar all day long
Bringing it back to where it's a comin' from
He's calling
Shawn Phillips
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