L’audace - Sims

L’audace - Sims

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2014
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`Engelska`
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L’audace

Sims

Pick apart the order blind and the former stop

Pick apart the little lines and the borders drop

And that’s where I am traveling

To the edges like I’m Shackleton

Win hard, lose hard, but I don’t abandon ship

Throw the raft away

Let the roar take place

Understand that there is no safe

Just nets in the way trying to hold my shape

In my wake I want freedom, I want poetry, I want danger, I want sin

I’m a heretic, I am arrogant, I’m American, now let’s begin

In the core of the storm, when it rips up the floorboards

And it gets to your forlorn heart

Yeah we’re all war torn

But I go so lightly, lightly

And bottle that lightning that’s stored up inside me

To incite those like me

They’re looking for juice, I’m looking for pulp

They’re looking for a purpose, I’m looking for a pulse

Don’t gimme fiction, gimme fire, I won’t be pacified

You feel your chest drumming?

You feel them strings humming?

That’s blood.

Vibrate.

Vibrate

Have the miles tamed you?

I could change that

And we could argue about what constitutes insane

Who’s got the tooth and who is subdued but that is inane

We could run blame or we could be flame, I’ll leave it you

I’m taking the stairs, lames wait for the lift

I’m changing the shape, round off the square

Scared?

stand there and stare, or move

Throw em a rope, we’re leaving tonight

I cannot build in the sand

There are no lines

There are no maps

There is no plan

We might not make it but damn we’ll be gutty, and that’ll be something

I want freedom, I want poetry, I want danger, let’s get bloody

I’m bleaching the bones of each of these old ideas and ideals

And they’re welcome too but they’re busy cleaning the throne

For the same old same old, without backbone

I’m at the Sedlec catacombs thinking about permanence and ephemeral

Set it in let it go

I’m high concept and a few loose brush strokes

I’m light it up, I’m see what glows, and I’m fully woke

I dance like dice rolling

I’m out here tightroping

I leave that mic broken, your mind open, and that mold broke in two

Give me bold, give me brave, give me weak

Build it up, tear it down, take a piece

Make it loud, make it growl like a beast

I’m the fire in the belly

And it speaks like it’s wild

Like it’s now, like it’s free

Like it’s all that it is, like it’s me

Take the wind or the feet, take the win or defeat

Have the miles tamed you?

I can change that

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