Luminosity
I've walked through fire and I have seen it
In all it's luminosity
How strong that it pretends to be
Lying in wait to waylay me
If I look back, it no longer gives
The gravity that passion wills
And marching in some noble way
May be an order best belayed
I may not tell the truth
It's for the benefit of whom
To see me howling at the moon
I hope it sets and soon
On days too bright to see the sun
Adjust the camera's aperture
These panoramic sights to see
Find you exposed inside of me
To be so precious, what I'd found
Then carelessly be passed around
A soiled print returned to me
It gnaws at me incessantly
I may not tell the truth
It's to the benefit of whom
To see me howling at the moon
I hope it sets and soon
In clouds of smoke to pass the time
With characters not well defined
Fixations on a misspent youth
In billiard halls and hotel rooms
Nose on pavement then stand up
To brush off all your scrapes and cuts
The more bruised that your ego is
Its scars refuse then to forgive
I may not tell the truth
It's for the benefit of whom
To see me howling at the moon
I hope it sets and soon
In all it's luminosity
How strong that it pretends to be
Lying in wait to waylay me
If I look back, it no longer gives
The gravity that passion wills
And marching in some noble way
May be an order best belayed
I may not tell the truth
It's for the benefit of whom
To see me howling at the moon
I hope it sets and soon
On days too bright to see the sun
Adjust the camera's aperture
These panoramic sights to see
Find you exposed inside of me
To be so precious, what I'd found
Then carelessly be passed around
A soiled print returned to me
It gnaws at me incessantly
I may not tell the truth
It's to the benefit of whom
To see me howling at the moon
I hope it sets and soon
In clouds of smoke to pass the time
With characters not well defined
Fixations on a misspent youth
In billiard halls and hotel rooms
Nose on pavement then stand up
To brush off all your scrapes and cuts
The more bruised that your ego is
Its scars refuse then to forgive
I may not tell the truth
It's for the benefit of whom
To see me howling at the moon
I hope it sets and soon
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Writer(s): Arthur Benson, Ii
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