Tag: nostalgia

The Bitterness

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The bitterness eats me up 
And they’ve told me it’s just unwanted love
That festers and burns
As the axis turns 
For other seasons 
And there are reasons
Why people will turn your life upside down
I walked Bláthnaid home to her side of town
When she’d had one too many
And there wasn’t any
Way I would let her go that way alone
It was before the age of iPhone
When we would text for 13 cent 
And each one counted because every one meant
Someone had thought of you
And thought to spend time and money to
Talk it through
And there was Smirnoff Ice and blue WKD
I liked the taste but the vibe wasn’t for me
But those girls were ancient, those girls wee old
Those girls were a story that’s never been told 
Sitting in my soul 
As we talk our way into Blazers
And make unsteady use of razors 
For the first time 
It was sublime 
But there were those who used the blades
To do a tad more than shave
And it was just the status quo
You’d hear the whispers and you’d know 
What others went through
There was a friend I loved who did it too
And she was like the thread that tied
A smile to the boat on the ship that lied 
And failed to float
So I quote 
Ralph Waldo Emerson for the win
And other inspiration 
Would just come to pass
But these years have taken more class
Than I knew how to own 
It’s like the game was thrown
The moment my saviour walked in the door
And what’s more 
It was a perfect prose
The best thing about the less travelled road
Is that it’s not really a choice
It is about using your voice
Then your feet just walk
Otherwise you are all talk
In the tea
I’d have a sup of that with you if you’re free

Going Out Dancing

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Going out dancing
Used to be my meditation
A welcome adjunct 
To my education
Now I stare at times gone by
And wonder how I 
Could entertain 
A world I have lost in vain 
And I look upwards into the rain
Has the love been replaced by pain
Or is the pain just a symbol of
A holy white, a dove
Coming to rest on my shoulder
Making it impossible to carry the boulder 
Up another hill
We do not need skill 
To roll the dice
Life doesn’t happen twice 
It happens Now 
And even reincarnation somehow
Is only a reiteration of the fact
The past is gone and you can’t get it back 
The future has not and will never come 
And the heart of life is just One

Blue WKD

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The fever of youth
It can be such a brute
And parties come and parties go
Drinks on us, it’s a holy show
And I’ll always be sixteen 
Somewhere in a pink dream
Of candy clouds and come what may
Just don’t ask me to do what you say
Because I will rebel, rebel
Send hate crashing into hell
Like that year we walked Blathnáid home
But the streets of Longford are not to roam
In the night
It was alright
I think we ran back
Fearful of an attack
And we were just a little high on spritzers
At Jemma’s house and Pulitzer’s 
We’re something I thought I’d own
The years in between that I’d grown
But so far it’s all quiet
Nothing like the silent riot
On the trampoline 
Trying not to make a scene 
By throwing up
And Paddy had a little of my love
Though I didn’t tell him that
I know that he liked me back
And I wonder where or how the time
Has been kind to him and no rhyme
Can ever capture what he was
He was beautiful just because
His eyes were full of soul
And when he stared at me the waves would roll
Like a sullen sea
Intent on surfing me
To the conclusion
And if there was any confusion
I’d like to clear it up
And let him know that a little love
Falls his way
In every word that I say
Every poem I write
Exposes his pirate light
With earring in tow
I know you thought I didn’t know
But bad boy chic
And sensitive sends my cheek
Flaming red
I thought of you that night in bed
And if you’d knock on the door
How it would be something more
But anyway you are too dashing gallant
And if I’d’ve had any talent
I would have sent these lines to you
How’s it cooking in your zoo?
Do the lions roar
And is the treasure chest still to explore
I hope you see
That you were the riproar in me
For a moment held
I just hope you know that I felt
More than Spiral Tree
Behind the bar between you and me
Could explain
You were a shower and I love the rain

Just Want You To Know

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I just want you to know
How I feel
And when I’m famous
You can steal
Into these caverns
These hallowed halls 
Separated by spaces 
And held together by walls
And hold a little tome 
A book that when I was all alone
Spoke of you
Though it wasn’t because I wanted it to
It’s just because it’s true
I love the paradigm of you

Walking Back To You

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Alvarez looks like you, you know
And I’m thinking ‘bout you when I walk in the snow
As I wonder where in the world you might be
Looking out at the scene I think you see
Coz you’re diamonds, you’re shining, you’re just like a star
Oh, what can I ever say that you are
Coz you looked at me like you think that I’m fly
And will I meet you again while the sun’s still in the sky
While we’re both still young or at least not old
And my story of you will not be untold
Coz you’re golden, you’re fire, you’re burning red
And you seem to knock walls I’ve built in my head
Monuments to an age old crime
And I’m not convicted though I’ve done my time
Trodding through a heavy fold
You’re bought but baby you’re never sold

Dancing With

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I’ve got the fear of missing out on stuff
And most of that is love
Coz they’ve all got stars in their eyes
And I’m full of existential why’s 
As Peter dances with me in the club
I may have kept the ticket stub 
As he laughs when I say hi
And I begin to think he’s superfly 
But it could never work coz it’s not the dream
And I’m holding out for what could’ve been
Don’t you think you’d know at first sight
And your smile is kryptonite 
And there’s nothing more to say
Did I adore the way
Your reflection keeps the style
And I’m down for a long while
And I don’t understand why you’re still on my mind
When I thought that had left nothing in kind
And is it wrong to profess my dues
When I’m walking my own shoes
And have the rhythm of soul
And a heart of fire that’s burning with coal
Do you think we could be something still?
Even if you forget I never will

Young and Mysterious

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22 is a long way behind me
I’m just feeling nostalgic so don’t mind me
And the energy is bittersweet
Like the coast the ocean sweep
And I’ve grown up but I’m down
It’s been years since I’ve worn a classic gown
Back when I was in with the Commerce crowd
And I almost said your name aloud
When Isabelle asked if I
Had the hots for any guy
And what would have been if my tongue hadn’t tripped
Would you be the one I’m walking with
Coz I’m long past empty and far past subside 
And I still remember your diamond eyes
As they gazed up at me from the edge of the bed
I was looking down at all they said
And you just on the side of your seat
Was it fate that made us meet 
Coz I’m always feeling we’re supposed to be
I lean on you like a tree
So solid and secure
You look at me and I am pure
In my intent to do you well
How did I get so lost, I cannot tell
I just wanna know what it’d be like
To have a song where you’d grab the mic
And interject your own pause
There should be a hidden clause
That says when I get near to you
I’ll find a love that can do
No wrong
So I wrote you this song
Will you hear
Coz, my dear
I’m never far away
And I still love you, okay?

Wealth Is Mine

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The feeling of lostness of twenty one
When you’ve completed what is done
And people say that you’re still young
That life has barely just begun
But I feel weary in my bones
Splitting hairs and running home
And always, always alone
Except for the figures in my phone
Now I’m looking back ten years hence
When forever is in the present tense
And I’ve lifted weight off of my shoulders
Younger now that I am older 
And running lines
I’ve seen this play a thousand times
And if you say that you are fine
I believe it now wealth is mine
I believe it now summer is in the air
And you can feel the presence of all that isn’t there
In empty space
Is all that youth gone to waste
Or compost for the growing grass
Ground for something that will last

The Age Of Yesteryear

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The age of yesteryear
Reminds me of how things should be
I see myself running through fields
Endlessly free
I see myself bog bound
As we bring home the turf
I see myself in Delphi
As we learn how to surf
And I can't hold onto the weight 
Of passing time
I can't isolate a memory
And call it mine
And I'm flicking through pages
Though substance be naught
I'm dreaming of sages
In a net where I'm caught
And they call it samsara 
Or the endless spin
They call it karma
But can you let love in
To break across the landscape
Like a sunset to dawn
Can you finally realise
A state where pain is gone 

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The Window

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There’s a warm hot breeze blowing in from the window
And I feel so old and so grown
As if I even know
What either of those things are
And the wind carries on it
The weight of age and time
From another era

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