shades
the king was clear,
he wanted verse’s true and pure.
I bet he’d look at you
and lose his wild mind.
ain’t it strange,
the way we re-arrange.
i’ll let this cigarette
take its sweet time.
I’m seeing shades of you,
feeling waves of blue -
bleeding through the edges
of the night.
devour me slow.
the finest art is to burn as you go.
what’s above those clouds
while I’m surely dying?
baby it’s okay.
I’m a sweet sweet boy but I’m a bit insane,
ever notice the rain
seems like she ain’t trying.
and I’m seeing shades of you,
feeling waves of blue -
bleeding through edges
of the night.
I’m seeing shades of you,
feeling waves of blue -
bleeding through the edges
of the night.