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.