These are lyrics to my new song. It SOUNDS much different than it reads: very etheral, slightly folky, and haunting. I'll post a recording of this soon. I might just post a very rough version because I like the idea of capturing it in it's rawness.


This poem is about moonlight and morning sunlight, my real lovers that lay
in my bed with me, that see me to sleep and watch me rise. We "break" when I fall asleep or when I get out of bed and start my day.
The part about paying isn't necessarily about paying with money, it's more about paying with time.
I'd rather sleep alone with the moon and the sun, even it gets a little lonely, and wait for my universe to collide with another universe and our stars become one.



I have a lover
he brings me wine
covered in silver
silken thread so fine

we break
in the midnight hours
we break
in the midnight hours

I have a lover
he brings sunshine
though eastern window
golden leaves of time
we break
in the afternoon
we break in the afternoon
we break in the afternoon
we break in the afternoon

you can pay for a lover
but you can't pay for love


I have a lover
he brings love light