four... something i wrote 3years ago
i had an idea last night but it wasn't very logical.
it was only a dream.
a dripping faucet, there but unseen.
there was a song that i listened to today for the first time.
i heard it before but i wasn't listening.
distracted by silent interrogation of nothing that i know about
and everything i feel.
so here i am now. here is my mind and my heart for you.
take it and make sense of it. i've never been able to.
oh here, don't forget my tortured soul. i don't really want it anymore
you know... i think it started running away the day i looked into your eyes
in the bright of my room.
and you held me and said, 'rachel, i love you'
it was only a dream.
a dripping faucet, there but unseen.
there was a song that i listened to today for the first time.
i heard it before but i wasn't listening.
distracted by silent interrogation of nothing that i know about
and everything i feel.
so here i am now. here is my mind and my heart for you.
take it and make sense of it. i've never been able to.
oh here, don't forget my tortured soul. i don't really want it anymore
you know... i think it started running away the day i looked into your eyes
in the bright of my room.
and you held me and said, 'rachel, i love you'