May 25, 2005 03:36
it hurts to keep you locked away
to think the words i cannot say
to make it through the day to day
dishonest and ashamed.
when you were once my closest friend
but now i'm noticing a trend
that it is comming to an end
just pictures neatly framed.
where ev'rything is ash and dust
a world propelled by greed and lust
"in God"'s the only thing we trust
the wildest heart is tamed.
but i'm not sad; i'm sick of mourning
now i celebrate the yearning
it keeps me up and keeps me burning
now that i'm better trained.
I'm sorry i must stay in silence
protecting you from searing violence
i'd spill you out on desert islands
where you'd be safe, unblamed.
my final secret, pure and deep
the only one i try to keep
in metaphors you hide and sleep
honest and unashamed.