There’s no such thing
As just a room
just a bed
just a house
Anywhere you’ve been becomes blessed.
There’s no such thing
As just a room
just a bed
just a house
Anywhere you’ve been becomes blessed.
Your laughter
Evolves my heart
Adapts it for every inner condition
[Verse 1]
You told me that you’d never leave
In fact, you promised me
What do these words even mean
When they don’t last past a week?
I’ve seen you up in my dreams
The only place you don’t leave
What does that even mean
When it don’t last past a sleep?
[Chorus]
You push and run
You push and run
You run faster than anyone
You push and run
You push and run
You push harder than anyone
You push and run
You push and run
Is that your superpower, huh?
Is that your…?
[Verse 2]
I told you that I’d never leave
You should’ve trusted me
I don’t do make-believes
Not even in a dream
This wasn’t fantasy
No matter what it seems
I’m coming for you, babe
Tossing the world out the way
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
You’re drifting me out toward sea
Drown every time I believe
This time I don’t think I can breathe
This time there’s no air left for me
You’re drifting me out toward sea
Die every time that you leave
This time I don’t think I should breathe
This time I don’t want to be
[Chorus]
You push and run
You push and run
You run faster than anyone
You push and run
You push and run
You push harder than anyone
You push and run
You push and run
I know that more than anyone
You push and run
You push and run
Is that you superpower, huh?
Or do you do it for fun?
Whoa, or do you do it so?
Or do you do it so?
Or do you do it so
I have to run?
Or do you do it so?
Or do you do it so?
I have to….
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Special thanks to the beautiful soul who helped me with this song and the chords. You know who you are.
Forget the sensuous rhythms, the candlelit flows
The flame-drenched language
and the exaggerated escapades
Forget the masterful forms, the dreamy refrains
The count of lines and stanzas
and the elaborate rhyming schemes
Forget the scathing irony, the fanciful similes
The absolutely astonishing alliteration
and the mind-blowing metaphors
Forget all that glitter and just keep the gold
A poem isn’t a poem
Unless it’s about you
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Here’s also the first version of this poem, which I’ve been working on for too long.
A poem is not a poem
On the page
Unless it’s about you
Though it may feel and look
Like some poetry
It’s not the same
Every word decays
In my candlelit mind
Unless it’s about you
Often lines and stanzas
Go astray, too, when
A poem is not a poem
Because there is no prose
Or even rhyme
Unless it’s about you
And in my heart and
On the page
A poem is not a poem
Unless it’s about you

By Benjamin Grossman & Ace
Push and pull
Empty and full
Ebb and flow
Learn and know
A balance of inwardness
And outwardness
I wish I could explain
The twists and turns of this lane
Dark and light
Day and night
Observing and living
Receiving and giving
There’s a dream to be at peace
There’s a knowing it’s within range
With a smile and a breath of release
This feeling is a message no longer strange
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Another duet with the fantastic Ace! Make sure you check out her blog Fearless Free Soul!

I.
You took my heart to cloudnine
Only so you could drop it to groundzero
I’m missing my yin
No longer am I at peace
Just i n p
i
e c
e
s
Drifting slowly away from light
Half my soul has departed
If yin is earth darkness cold
Why do I feel colder since you left?
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Thanks to Bree Leto for writing the companion piece to this. Check “Yang” out here: https://secretthoughtswithin.com/2021/07/03/yang
As if I’m the moon
I shine when and only when
I reflect the twinned light of you
Only your voice makes
Dirty words sound clean
This
Was
Supposed
To
Be
The
First
Poem
Not
About
You
My word is goddess It's not an invitation But a prophecy
Inspired by Folk, Blues, Psychedelic Rock, Krautrock, Electronica, Punk, Industrial, and Noise Rock I make music alone and with friends since 1998.
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through the darkness there is light
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