Shadow Book
Created By Simon D With Udio AI
2024-04-19
Lyrics
[Verse] Give it a few months and you can pick up my clean bones if you like - and arrange them in any pattern that seems to work or make a flute of my humerus and a little bowl from my scapula [Bridge] I am an inky trace of you now on the papers on your desk then a god, for you alone, the sun’s fire flashing from my eyes My world is made by words alone. They build for me their propositions some holding true, some proving false some lacking sense I hear them all, in this weary mind every waking hour, only dreaming of, but not remembering, the silence as i sleep. [Verse] He often said that the one book he published, should best be read alongside the words he’d left unwritten, unsaid a shadow book he knew he’d never write he said that what he thought was, being metaphysical in subject, essentially unsay-able.
