top of page

BFWINGS Arts & Music Collective 🎶

Public·48 members

Desert Storm


[Intro]


[Verse]

The desert wind whips up sand


To strip paint from flaking metal

Cleaning bones of fallen animals


Like rust from an old tin kettle


Sand dunes moved like silent waves


As shadows danced on walls

While high above

the swirling sand storm,

A hungry vulture calls


[Interlude]


[Bridge]

If I speak in the tongues of angels

but lack the minerals of love


I become like a clanging cymbal

A roaring lion

Seeking to devour


the inheritance of a peaceful dove.


[Chorus]

Studying shadows in Platos’ cave


Without ever asking why

Drawing maps of distant lands


While the truth

just walks on by…


Drawing maps of distant lands


While the truth

just walks on by…


[Verse]

A desert fox curls up in a burrow

while a Sidewinder plays a rattle

A Spadefoot toad burrows underground


To escape the heat of battle



While nature responds collectively

There is one exception to the rules

The empty ring of a hollow cause


Struck by silicon valley fools


[Interlude]


[Bridge]

If I speak in the tongues of angels

but lack the minerals of love


I become like a clanging cymbal

A roaring lion

Seeking to devour


the inheritance of a peaceful dove.


[Chorus]

Studying shadows in Platos’ cave


Without ever asking why

Drawing maps of distant lands


While the truth

just walks on by…


Drawing maps of distant lands


While the truth

just walks on by…


[Outro]


Copyright Taun A. Richards 2018

112 Views

Members

bottom of page