The Question and War
I found these today and thought Id add them to my LJ. They didn't have a date on them but the ones after them were dated sometime in February, so I wrote these quite a bit ago.
The Question
So would you help me sleep tonight? Your arms around me holding me tight?
I guess I'm just a wishful thinker, wishing you were mine.
I guess my dreams will never come true, so there's really no point in spilling my wine.
I've sat here contemplating this complex thing called love.
I think I've got it down to a fine point, thought I cannot be anything above.
These thoughts keep turning over in my head, right back to when I thought:
"Is this what it feels like to be less than dead?"
War
This rage builds up inside
It strips me of my pride
They say this is the best way to learn
But experiencing this pain just makes my stomach turn.
This hurt is too much for me to bear
This anger just makes me worse for the wear
They tell me that I will benefit from this
Yet, all that I yearn for is eternal bliss.
The Question
So would you help me sleep tonight? Your arms around me holding me tight?
I guess I'm just a wishful thinker, wishing you were mine.
I guess my dreams will never come true, so there's really no point in spilling my wine.
I've sat here contemplating this complex thing called love.
I think I've got it down to a fine point, thought I cannot be anything above.
These thoughts keep turning over in my head, right back to when I thought:
"Is this what it feels like to be less than dead?"
War
This rage builds up inside
It strips me of my pride
They say this is the best way to learn
But experiencing this pain just makes my stomach turn.
This hurt is too much for me to bear
This anger just makes me worse for the wear
They tell me that I will benefit from this
Yet, all that I yearn for is eternal bliss.