Mortaljive: The Rest is Silence

There is no still point in all the Universe, and that is the rock upon which I stand

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

a viking burial for an old man



i lit a memory boat on fire
at the edge of a dream
it rode the tide to the outer reef
it rode the tide
the water, the fire
like two old friends
living in a fantasy
that never ends
that never ends

i made a diamond ring out of glass
at the edge of a dream
nobody had to suffer for the glass
it sparkled brightly
like an old friend
living in a fantasy
that never ends
that never ends

who wants eternity for just one hour
who wants the princess locked in the tower
who wants the lotus down on the sand
who wants empty promises of a promised land
just take my hand
just take my hand
you and me at a viking burial
for an old man

i raised my hands to genuflect
at the edge of a dream
fire came upon the sails
and lit up everything
the flames talk to heaven
like two old friends
living in a fantasy
that never ends

i saw the old man float on the sea
i saw the old man that death was burning
i held your hand at the edge of a dream
i held your hand so silently
you and me at a viking burial
you and me at a viking burial
of an old man
you and me at a viking burial
floating on the sea
you and me at a viking burial
at the edge of a dream

who wants eternity for just one hour
who wants the princess locked in the tower
who wants the lotus down on the sand
who wants empty promises of a promised land
just take my hand
just take my hand
you and me at a viking burial
for an old man

i lit a memory boat on fire
at the edge of a dream
it rode the tide to the outer reef
it rode the tide
the water, the fire
like two old friends
living in a fantasy
that never ends
that never ends

i made a diamond ring out of glass
at the edge of a dream
nobody had to suffer for the glass
it sparkled brightly
like an old friend
living in a fantasy
that never ends
that never ends

who wants eternity for just one hour
who wants the princess locked in the tower
who wants the lotus down on the sand
who wants empty promises of a promised land
just take my hand
just take my hand
you and me at a viking burial
you and me at a viking burial
of an old man
you and me at a viking burial
floating on the sea
you and me at a viking burial
at the edge of a dream
just you and me, at a viking burial
of an old man

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Image by Chris Littler

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