What is the third degree in the hierarchy of things Sounds from the sidelines taunt the parade of the vanquished Like watercolor seascapes in a hostile world Awash You become slow cinema The art of life within the savage struggle The ordinary to erotica transformed
Dreamcatcher I am not those men Everything you could want Love is oft times a ruin of roses And I'm a sailor on a sea of dreams
Do you prefer mysteries Or do you know the secrets The truth Imagination is more real Its hidden in plain sight ...
Free wine after the concert. Lots of it. Later, Philippa and I headed off to Jace's party, stepping into the drizzle and a strong smell of cigarette smoke. The sun had nearly disappeared, leaving a dazzling glow that hurt my eyes. I heard shouting and laughter in the distance. A gust blew at us.
'It's meant to be summer and it's freezing,' I said. 'Where's the party?'