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letra de nighthawk - gift of apollo

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[verse 1: gift of apollo]

i’m asleep
i keep walking
i swear these streets are talking

i’m a lost night hawk
and i’m sleeping off my coffin

dark traces the faces
of others
cars parked places
i just missed the oasis
but i can still taste this

my fears are faceless
my hopes have no basis
if you find yourself in the same place
embrace it and play this

deep breaths
glowing street lights
i’m alone
but for tonight that’s alright

closed eyes lead my mind
and a body with it
i keep hearing the past
but i’m fast to dismiss it

doorways where
the old stale air sits still
i walk through the ones i used to
just to get my fill

mist shadows in the form of trees;
whispering gods words just to answer the breeze
signs of life light the skyline like a long sigh
pulled tight across the sky like a string of lights

the moon blooms from behind the clouds
spilling light in the places once filled by the crowds
so quiet now, no longer loud, all the lights out
the stars are my lights now

cobblestone thrones
thrown left and right
cl1ck-clack right back
as i walk through the night

each step breathing life
straight into the pavement
crying out, speaking truth
with each step-raised statement

[verse 2: gift of apollo]

two people walking
immersed in soft talking
too aloft in love
to see the stir that i’m causing

pausing at a crosswalk
ignoring the sign
and enjoying destroying the law
because of the time

clock tower tocks the hour
but no one hears
no one’s here but me
the seconds might as well be years

sleep stepping
i keep forgetting
to let my mind find me;
it will always be far behind me

ego slipping in bits
into the blackness
each step becoming a ghost
of my past as it crashes

and my toes let the
hurt go, dripping from my shoes
flowing slowly
trying not to let this control me

shrugging years off my shoulders
tears rolling from my eyes
i realize i feel a whole
lot older

life became a
cold-faced soldier
and sold all my gold
for an empty place-holder

i forget all these
pains and defeats
content to trust
the lead of my feet

bent on walking through these
empty streets
that become my long lost home
walking to the soft beat singing off the stone

[verse 3: gift of apollo]

speaking to these streets
keeping pace with the sky’s light
i swear i must have dreampt
d-mn near half of my life

faded with the light
becoming indistinguishable
extinguished in the mix
and long past fixable

same steps
different surroundings
same lake
but with my feet tied up
i gave up
and i’m drowning

no sound
all around me
what a shame no one found me
my feet just keep pounding

bouncing rhythms and
words back and forth
like a forest of truth
that needs a fire to take it’s course

i reach higher
until i find what i’m looking for
my soul source
this wisdom is what i was born for

so much stored up
so much to let loose
so little time
to try to untie
the knot in this noose
i put on these shoes
and cruise
while the knot feels loose
it’s not something i choose
it’s just that i’ve got a lot to lose

i refuse to live
on the bottom of live
cutting deals to survive
on the sharp side of a knife

i’m thinking if i strive hard
i’ll arrive in that yard
picket fence, credit card
a wife, and a nice car;

yup;
that’s my
american dream
melting at my feet
and rising up like steam

but it doesn’t mean a
d-mn thing to try to
plan the landing so long before
the launch pad is even standing

- gift of apollo

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