h i d e a n d s e e k i n g

Windy day's are here to stay seeking out there lonely prey,
Finding souls to carry home open the pit let noone know.

I see there shadows on the distant wall's lurking to gather all the lost souls,

hide and seek they always play knowing one day they will take you away..

It's there cause not yours to see the end Why must we run to no end?

Find your way to heavens front door knock loudly before its to late! !

Hide and Seek its your turn to play..

forgotten soul

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d i r e c t i o n ?

Where do we go from here?
 How do we carry on?

 I can't get beyond the questions.
 Clambering for the scraps
 In the shatter of us collapsed.
 That cuts me with every could-have-been

Pain on pain on play, repeating   With the backup makeshift life in waiting.

Everybody says: "Time heals everything."
 But what of the wretched hollow?
 The endless in-between?
 Are we just going to wait it out?

There's nothing to see here now,
 Turning the sign around;
 We're closed to the Earth 'til further notice.
 Stumbling cliché case -
 Crumpled and puffy-faced -
 Dead in the stare of a thousand miles.
All I want: only one street-level miracle.
 I'll be a an out-and-out, born again from none more cynical.

Everybody says that time heals everything all in the end.
 But what of the wretched hollow?
 The endless in-between?
 Are we just going to wait it out?
And sit here cold?
 We'll be long gone by then.
 And lackluster in dust we lay
 'round old magazines.
 Fluorescent lighting sets the scene
 For all we could and should be being
 In the one life that we've got.

In the one life that we've got. Everybody says that time heals everything.

But what of the wretched hollow?
 The endless in-between?

Are we just going to wait it out?
 Sit here. Just going to wait it out?
Sit here cold. Just going to sweat it out?
 Wait it out.

r u n n i n g f r o m l o v e

s h o o t l o c a t i o n: intramuros manila
You can't run from love;
Love is making you run;
Love is everywhere you've been;

Everything you've ever done.
 
 So don't you run, my love,
 
 Please don't turn and go;
 
Everything that's part of you,
Is a part of me, and so,
I knew the first time I saw you
I'd loved you in my past
But I never knew re-incarnation Could happen so fast.
Hold my hand,
 
I'm older than eighteen;


I've been with you 10,000 years,



Living in a timeless dream.




Don't run, don't run, don't run;

Say you'll never leave;


Your heart is my heart,



please believe.



richard jarboe