And here’s the first post of 2012! Hey there! And to begin this year with lyrics, here are two lyrics I wrote recently. One is another version of Symbolized Reflection Of Heart, only with a slightly different title (and probably subject as well). The other is Chairs In The Desert. Read away..
Symbolized Reflections Of The Heart
Chairs In The Desert
Love,
Stella
I thought I’d share this: a new lyric! Here you go..
The Definition Of Love, Desire And Other Distorted Feelings
Some other small parts of new-soon-to-be-lyrics are scribbled down my notepad (which is a mess btw!), and perhaps I’ll have time enough to work them out to real lyrics.
Enjoy your sunday light and coffee,
Stella
I’ve taken alot of new photos, so check out the photography section in the gallery (both digital and analog)! And, I’m writing but to be sure some of that is posted here as well, here’s a piece (just made this up):
Endless in your comfort I give myself,
Onto – into the moving landscape I once sought to find
Your moments are marked on my skin,
Your memories are feeding mine
The last rays of reality came to check on me for a while
I broke the silent reflections and placed them closer
The shattered pieces on my equal floor,
And the light messed up, the dark hauntingly frozen on the wall
Time doesn’t seem to move at all
I’m sure more is coming up, but I kinda get the feeling I’m experiencing some kind of writer’s block….Oh, and we have a new header, pretty huh?
Love & enjoy your sunday,
Stella
As promised…. the new lyrics!
Keykeeper’s Answers (An Attempt To Answer)
Lost Kingdom (The Shadow’s Play)
aaaaaaaaand… Symbolized Reflection Of Heart is finally finished!
Well enjoy,
Stella
And here’s an update from me again.. I just updated the gallery with new pictures from the Yashica A & the Praktica. Yeah, go take a look! They’re also up on my Flickr account. A few new lyrics are up, I’ll post them later.
Love,
Stella
Look what I just finished!
Writing Disillusions
Give me a voice and I might talk to you,
Forlorn words scribbled down and hauntingly frozen on the ground,
It will not catch more out of the shadows than light can bring
And the melting shades of the lines are enchanting the way it falls
Give me a pair of eyes and I’ll see right through you
Just the reflection on a mirror of my own skin through the dawn
And it will break up the shattered glass my dreams have been lying on
Bleeding in the sight of the fearless moments as it falls silent
Give me feet and I will be able to walk right over you
Distances have been making my own edges and I feel right through it
It’s never endless whenever you’re the aching ending of this road
So bring me around the miles I’ve been catching, there’s more to see
But you say you don’t want to belong here, you don’t want to see
The other part of the world remained hidden and forlorn inside their minds
But it’s the sky that makes my wings and the sun will bleed for a while
It are the stars which will bring the haunting memories right there
Where you never caught anything before but the whispering dark
Amongst other aching drowned moments it was played,
A scene across the barren landscape I once fought to rule
And it’s the truth which never lies, never finds to seek to the other way
So let it twist around your wrist, buried in the hollow meaning
So you can write down the disillusions of a withering mind
Fill the meaningless with their hollow fractions of the insecure,
And mark every sight that was here before the seconds came melting in
Give me a daydream and I might stare for hours,
Waiting and longing for the other kind and hoping to see a ray of light
Which is pressed up towards the undeniable feeling of the suffer
Of being here by the only passing hour that will mark me through
Give me a second and I will make you last forever
But through the faint silent whisper I followed the cold until it was settled
And brought down to leave its marks on your skin and melt slowly
But it was never closer than the moments I buried in time
Give me a heart and I might love you forever
A feeling wrapped around the moving desire lost in an embrace,
Making the presence of the different moments so small in their existence
So only one fraction of the scattered longing is cutting through
But you say you don’t want to belong here, you don’t want to see
The moving landscape painted by the angels from below,
Their ceiling never caught any ray of light to begin with
As my ending story seeps into the veins of your attraction
And it’s the truth which never lies, never finds to seek to the other way
So let it twist around your wrist, buried in the hollow meaning
So you can write down the disillusions of a scattered mind
Fill the meaningless with their hollow fractions of what you wanted,
And mark every word that was here before the stories came melting in
Give me a life and I might spend it with you,
As your words form my presence, my existence
Enjoy the sunday,
Stella
I just updated the whole gallery with the latest analog photography! I have a new camera, the Pentax MX (which I LOVE) so go take a look in that folder.
Enjoy the sunday,
Stella
A while ago I registered at Flickr, so I could post all the photography there. So check out my photostream! (and yes, I’ve been writing and taking pics again)
It’s only the beginning of a new lyric..
The Reversed Script
Dimensions are just a formal way of placing my perception
The theatre is closed, the curtains are ravelling into threads
Spins around the moving dark as light catches in for a second
The scenes will play, the script will be reversed again to see
And to make the emotions feel through any less darker day
Time watches, sits in the front line to see this all move
He holds my hand and whispers it’ll be my shadow in the mirror
Since there were never any reflections of me in this all
The hours move backwards so I see him smile and shine,
He never lets go of me as the play moves on in silence,
As the end becomes the beginning I’ll linger here until the beginning
My words are laid out on the wooden floor where the holes found
All of their places to embrace the light that seems to get through
As this scene follows the reversed script and lets me fall down in cold,
The warmth of knowing the fact it’s just another line coming closer
It’s settled in the director’s heart as mine goes through those holes
Leave me bleeding, leave me in this silent emptiness
The curtains wave along with the haunting voices breathing in the words
But there’s still glass on the floor, the broken chairs and even the stage
Seems to be touched by Time and my hands which feared the play
Love,
Stella
The first moments of spring have arrived! Need proof? Well, check here:
Also a great moment to listen to The First Days Of Spring by Noah and the Whale!
Enjoy the sun,
Stella
