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on that dark night
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on that dark night
when you think to yourself, finally
that every decision that you've ever made was wrong
when you realize you can no longer trust instinct
because how many times have you restrained it
how many times did you follow it,
and which was which
on that lost night,
when you remember dante,
you would look for a beatrice, an ariadne,
but you no longer believe
in happiness
on that dark night
of hopelessness
you are naked but ugly
there is no beauty inside this ugliness
and there is no happiness
on that empty night
you feel no breath inside the body
as if trapped inside a statue
and your heart beats silently
on that dark night
you are visited by a maelstrom of questions
but there are no answers
and the sun may never come
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holy brother death
lies beside me in the bed
falling faster through endless space
if i survive this fall am i free?
i rejoice in in this trembling voice
singing deepest midnight heyaasssh
spread like grace seeds flying through space
springing out i'm alive
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Night Walking
you can make heaven or hell
of a room at Terminal Hotel
people got stories to sell
pretty soon you just might like the smell
heroes, demigods of Hades
all the junkies and the nighttime ladies
they’re night hawking, big talking, getting something happening
if you're blue and lonely, that's ok
the nighttime don't mind anyway
all the headaches of the day
drain away as I walk downtown la
a thousand silent meditations
reverberate in the greyhound station
I’m night walking, not stopping, I’m seeing it all happening
I glide through the alleys, stare up at the lights
I break into something deeper than night
wander like I’m hungry, I walk like I’m high
until I reach that city, the city inside
yeah some of us out here might be up to no good
we call it usual business in the neighborhood
and the city is talking, I’m night walking, night walking
you can make heaven or hell
of the stoop at terminal hotel
smiles ring out like cracked bells
surprising stories human faces tell, well
light change yellow, red, green
shedding halos it all looks like some dream
I’m night walking, soul talking, I’m feeling it all happening
just go out in the evening and into the streets
all the sounds of the traffic feel like music to me
deeper into something as each footstep falls
the city is a grand lady, she looks so good in the dark
men stand under streetlights at San Pedro and Sixth
they could be figures in a painting, all this beauty we miss
and the city keeps talking, I’m night walking, night walking
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beautiful idiot music (michael denvir) Los Angeles, California
Michael Denvir aka “beautiful idiot music” grew up Berkeley, California and New York City. The scribbling he wrote as a teenager at some point evolved into songwriting. LAWeekly describes Michael's music as “beautifully striking, tuneful poetry.”
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