Rift Valley Blues

Hinamatsuri no aisatsu...


Talking Mounted Tension and Rift Valley Blues

Was it so long ago we happened upon each other
Just yesterday happy in fun and sunny weather
Somehow our love and best days just faded away
So long ago memories still hold a tribute to pay

Youth connects and interacts to fight for attention
On that journey of life, self discovery gets little mention
Collisions so gentle hit it off eventful right on the nose
Watering our fragile little gardens with a big fire hose

Perceptions from the past adjusted by time's deal breakers
In the stillness of night our loving arms fought as only love takers
What might have been still can be, I never could hear clocks tick
Eternal flame triggers from deep within signaled by a facebook click

Outside soul searcher can you please tell me the time this time?
Was blindness blindsided by a blind spot inside my mind?
Love and bouquets had their say in their own talkative way
There's that look your lovers shook off, hope to shake it some day

My ready and willing sound only you found thought sent off to a trash bin
Stays warm inside where surprises still hide and come out from within
In this danger I slide as my stupor flies on those sweet wings of your whim
Should I glide over by your side and try to get another grin in?

My mind wonders and wanders what should I do, continue to click through?
Ask for another friend request like the day we met the day you said yes I do
Then as now I step back to see somehow between us hasn't changed tally
Feeling remorse quiet thoughts ride a horse on mounting tension's rift valley

Love's temper tantrums once tampered with urges to splurge and apologize
Once again those eyes so long ago can disguise am I one of those nice guys?
You were a good choice such a nice voice may I ask your horn sound revival?
Hearts seek to be as lovers urge on to deal more with hunger than survival

Fending off others those lovers who went south fast saddled up to the wind
Can all those little things once we spattered really now matter from within?
Dedicate your life to be kind, hesitate your strife that urges to be blind
It's not about you any more its about me and all those chores left behind

The bread crumbs I leave on the trail for them to find will serve as enough
Nothing really matters except action and patter with no need to feel tough
When first made a fist twists anger's wrist the depths saw my shadow side
Still do I get it in life we can't quit if only to see reflections looking inside

Go out and give, don't wait for what life brings or whatever may not
So feel true remorse think quiet thoughts ride tribute's horse to a trot
Take a little action get some traction somewhere out there songs will ring
She once heartened heart strings among other things now quietly go sing