Le Temps Revient...

Poetry, Music, Art & Ideas for the Archaic Recurrence...

domingo, 27 de julio de 2014


Broken heart, broken face,
Hibernation -there is no place.
Rusted dreams, Dionysian tastes,
Never wanted anything anyway...

I am lying still,
Cannot even say a thing.
Hold your head up high,
But don't forget to cry...

Timid voice, anaemic walk,
Body language crippled in talk.
Crushed emotions,
Impassioned thoughts,
Self esteem can't redeem...

Broken heart, broken face,
Self esteem, can't redeem...

Kostas: Pontian lyre & lead guitar.
Leigh: Vocals & acoustic guitar.