Bratislava Napoleon

Curled up like golden wire
Just a stare and the whole building goes up
Always a flicker, never a fire
And we are all shivering, in here, holed up
Between these bricks
I hear the wind lurking around
It makes me so sick
But I swear I won’t make a sound

But these tongues
are kind if a bit different

Imprisoned in blue
Dead and unmoving
ready to begin anew
Is the cold proving
something to you?
And the days become
So kind and so cruel

But these tongues
are kind if a bit different
But not for long
Can we even be permanent?

Stacked up these words
Clenched teeth make mine pass by unheard
Look at me, denying it all
There’s only dial tone every time I call

Imprisoned in blue
Dead and unmoving
ready to begin anew
Is the cold proving
something to you?
And the days become
so kind and so cruel
The wolves never come
They were never true
And we’ll all drown
Immersed in the blue

Lost
Cutting all costs
Hugging and cutting corners, it’s the frost
That makes monsters of warmth
Decrepit and alive, all embossed, we are
the enemies
of loss

The snow will
cover my footsteps
And I’ll be still
Not ready to breathe yet
And all I ask
is you forgive
and never forget
never forget
that we’re imprisoned in…

…blue
Dead and unmoving
ready to begin anew
Is the cold proving
something to you?
And the days become
so kind and so cruel
The wolves never come
They were never true
And we’ll all drown
Immersed in the blue
Are my words proving
something to you?
Dead and unmoving
ready to begin anew
And the days become
so kind and so cruel


I stayed in Bratislava for 9 months in high school.  I went to a local school and having not actually experienced cold like I did on Bratislava, I was pretty much bundled up and freezing all the time.  In fact, I spent a good portion of that time huddled up in the corner of the library or on one of the benches they had in the halls.  When I chose the bench, if I put my head to the wall, I could feel the wind rushing through the gaps in between the bricks, which is what I kept listening to, day in and day out.

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