Solitude

©Amir Softic lyrics 2003, AI music and vocals. Inspired by Ozzymadias sonnet written in iambic pentemeter, ABAB-ACDC-EDE-FEF rhyme, by, Perce Bysshe Shelley. Lyrics: The room without doors breathes old memories Silence whispers in his ear, while he tries to sleep But he knows, this is the season of maggoty cherries Through the waste air his eyes look deep Like azure skies wrapped up in a mantle of fog A familiar vision of a boy in its weep And the wall before his engraved dialog, Lonely leisure is heavy in this room And the distant sea tugs his mind like a hallow log The vortex around him is shattered glass and swoon, From the ceiling his brain drops like someone's tear For too long he is just a blind maroon Distorted and thin, his only companion is fear There were times when he felt like a rock on the bed Now..., alone and old, he waits his bier By the books, the picture of that charming girl in red Did she forget his name? Is she still there, Where the soul is cheap and her heart is dead? If he could die just to be free, To look at her eyes wide open, like mighty sea