The Absinthe Song

The murmurous haunt of flies on this summer eve
The voices from the other room are never gonna leave
And though I'm trying my best to turn it down, I can't
The clock is ticking so loud, my ears are broken and bent
I'm bleeding
And pleading
But it doesn't want to leave

Green has a big grin and blue really makes me blue
Yellow is blinding me, red and violet too
And though I cover my eyes with my hands it's in vain
Cause I can still see the colours laughing at me
I'm bleeding
And pleading
But it doesn't want to leave

The tears sliding down my cheeks are beginning to freeze
Lying on the ground, it feels like minus twenty degrees
The touch of your warm hand, it cuts like a knife
I never felt this cold and numb before in my life
I'm bleeding
And pleading
But it doesn't want to leave

 

I like it. It doesn't flow like your other pieces, but I like the imagery a lot.

 

Thanks
I wrote it to a really cool bass line, maybe I'll record it and post in one day.

 

The lines about how the colours affect you reminds me of "Bold As Love" by Jimi Hendrix, good job

 

Thanks
I've never heard that song, gotta find it

 

My red is so confident that he flashes trophies of war and
Ribbons of euphoria
Orange is young, full of daring,
But very unsteady for the first go round
My yellow in this case is not so mellow
In fact Im trying to say its frigthened like me
And all these emotions of mine keep holding me from, eh,
Giving my life to a rainbow like you