The Pearl Diver's Song

(A rather simple song that I composed a few months back - a metaphor for the phd )

Raindrops are falling at you
Rainclouds are coming at you
A stray wind is blowing
all the way to the shoreline

Oh (baby) baby I know
what it is to be sure
I've been listening to the silence around me

But too many days in a row
spent in the chase of a haven
I've been walking beside all the trappings
of following this little trail
and get a little disillusioned, for a fading resolution
when the nacre's glow is lost
in a beautiful world.

I've been blinded, I've been defeated
The sun shone a strong light
and the waves were unyielding

Oh maybe baby... I guess
I've been diving too deep
I've been missing all the signs on the surface

But I can remember a day
When the opaline waters were calm
I held a hope in my heart
The shell won't be empty this time

It was my calling all this while
I'm gonna catch the final mile
before I swim back up the shore to a beautiful world

where I can be
cool when the summer wind blows/
warm when the winter fire glows/
calm when the harmony breaks/
and sing a song
that's playing on a one-man band

(but for now
i'll  just catch
the last rays of the sun
before the light is gone,
and with it the opaline glow.....)

Silver Linings

(song that I composed two years back)

Flickering in and out, inside of a dream

One of the fated stars is out of my reach

Call off the Revenant now, he’s walking behind

But things are never as they seem

So it’s wicked wasting time

When I’ve got nothing but affection for you

With happiness stuck in this series of trade-offs,

it’s freedom that’s all that is left to taste

to figure out this conundrum

So what would you say if I just stop for awhile

I was enchanted by my immortal child

When all of my favourite things were falling behind

We were dancing on the rainbow’s edge

A wayward pact in time

When I felt nothing but connected to you

If happiness came with a lock and a golden key

I’d be lost searching for what it’s worth

When everything is upside down

So it’s wicked wasting time

When I got nothing but affection for you

We were caught on the fulcrum of the anger and the doubt

but there was love

interceding

No I don’t believe this life was meant to be hard

Weighed down with all the things that we could discard

I have been sitting still in a garden of stone

My thoughts were bouncing off the rocks

Walking in between silver linings on the freeway

Well I kept my gaze on the spark of a distant light

It’s been a while since I took the map

I’m spinning on a circus wheel

In search of a hypothesis

          ruminating…..

        or, is this fabricating?

        grasping at straws

        or, bending the laws?

        my thoughts are swimming

        in a sea of doubt

        an idea stripped of meaning

        will stand naked in a rout

        my theory is not a lone shark

        looking for its mark

        rather ‘tis a spluttering shrimp,

        that’s served with wine…. to the brim,

        to be eschewed by critics

        who’ve got a bone to pick.