Hubert J. Humperdink

The flowers wilt and die
But their scent is endless

Midnight tolls and in the park it
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A clown's smiles dressed in frowns
A lover's bait in a tattered gown

The sky above turns everything brown
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A great spectre awoke me today
The spirit of my mother's mother
She told me that my town was destroyed
Etched into the sea
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Even she is lost in the adventure's lure
Even I would be unsafe and unsure
Through lost dreams and sullen hearts
She can drown our love apart
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My pen swirled
and she fought it
My notebook twirled
and she knew it
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Hollow winds around me roarin
Waters round me rise
I sit here my fate deploring
Tears swelling in my eyes
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They hang motionless from the gallows
Pale bodies every one
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I’m feelin sick
As I step out
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Lovely thoughts running through my head today….
Altered memories and the such.
Remember how simple life was when we did drugs?
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Bossa Nova country ola screaming hot jam
Teahead bible
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I was lying atop a house
Surrounded by tress and sunlight
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Splintered face boy
On your day-trips
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Rampant days are coming.
Boisterously restless and dreaming of distant shores.
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He leaves, I ignore
Her and get drunk
Drinkin rum. She
Leaves, I get drunk
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I've heard of that city of Refuge, oh Lord
Where a man can find his own room and board
I'm make it to that city if I can find my way
I'm gonna make it to that city
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Time suddenly became a tangible object
Slithering through fingertips
Painting new portraits
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There are wild African spirits in the subway stations
Like the pounding of feet against the soles of shoes
And the rythmic madness of angry drums
Wait a minute!
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She asked the sky to return to its normal state of affairs
And then remembered light pollution
A disconnected line
Her eyes as distant nebulas lost in gas clouds
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The savior washed my feet today
and asked the social sway of things
I told him itwouldn't be long before he was murdered
in a box office betrayal
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These dark hills are cover with asphalt
Not silohuetted in your shadow
The walls are painted red
Not covered in your blood
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