Rose from Ethernet Reality by coffeebug

She sits, she breathes,
she laughs, and sings
a song I played out a million times

The words she writes
contrived to save
some peace of mind
because, she knows,
she’ll die.

Her hair, her face,
her voice, the place
she knows she’ll go one awful day

But who’s to say?
she looks okay,
but deep inside,
she stows it all
away

She meant so much to me,
In loving memory
The signs were always there,
brushed away without a care

I see her in my dreams;
notebooks and ghostly screams
What did she write? I’m longing to know
Please tell me her name, oh, was it-


So this is how
it's meant to end
I know it's cruel,
"l'appel du vide"

The words I write
contrived, dismayed
and maybe crazed
if only I'd known

You try, and try, and scream, and cry
and nobody helps, I know the feeling
You write it down, look to the ground
The sky is blue, and all the world is healing.

She meant so much to me,
In loving memory
The signs were always there,
brushed away without a care

I see her in my dreams;
notebooks and ghostly screams
What did she write? I’m longing to know
Please tell me her name, what was it..?
I’ve seen so much, I’m longing to know
Was she the thorn, or was she a
Rose?

• 2000s
• Experimental
• Midicore
• midi
• wavecore
• wavetable
• Michigan