Powder, Snow, Dust, Blow, Pearl, White

Sweet Lady of the Silent Night,
Powder, snow, dust, blow, pearl, white,
You blight my life with your strange delight,
But which of us is the parasite?

My pain is gone when you comfort me
Your blindness enables me to see
To be and breathe and be set free
No longer trapped nor solitary,
But you’re an insatiable appetite
Sweet Lady of the Silent Night.

You clear my mind of noxious dreams
Enlighten thought with lofty themes,
I know life is not what it always seems…
But man, together we inhabit dark extremes,
But you’re a nest of spies with Devil’s bite
Sweet Lady of the Silent Night.

In pensive times in my own wasteland
I know you’ll hold my trembling hand…
Douse the flames of fear when cruelly fanned
Ha, be there to uncritically understand.
You wait to pounce at night in the soft moonlight
Sweet Lady of the Silent Night.

Powder, snow, dust, blow, pearl, white,
You blight my life with your strange delight,
But which of us is the parasite?

You’re my loser’s luck – my three of spades –
Acing me with your final throw
Kick me in the crutch when my fortune fades,
I’m on a losers streak but I just can’t say no.

27’s become a heavenly hymn
A club for the great and dead –
Think Brian, Jimi, Janis, and Jim,
Amy too, died on a soiled deathbed.

So Sweet Lady of the Silent Night
Powder, snow, dust, blow, pearl, white,
You blight my life with your strange delight,
But which of us is the parasite?

Mortification masks my joy of life
It’s like I’ve become your jealous wife
Thoughts of flashing blade or stabbing knife –
God, I long for an end to this daily strife.
But you’re as poisonous as a rattler’s bite
Sweet Lady of the Silent Night.

You’re Satan’s pill blessed by heavenly will:
Think Wordsworth’s trampled daffodil,
A host of dreams – time stands still…
Yeah… but when I escape the bleak treadmill
Though you backbite, with deadly frostbite,
Sweet Lady of the Silent Night.

Salvation comes to all… in time…
Through Holy word or God-given sign
Man, but you are my bought lifeline;
Christ knows why with the Devil I dine –
Powder, snow, dust, blow, pearl, white,
But tell me..
Which of us is the parasite
Sweet Lady of the Silent Night?

Powder, snow, dust, blow, pearl, white,
But tell me..
Which of us is the parasite
Sweet Lady of the Silent Night?