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He's got delusions between his ears
Man it takes up too much space
And all that tension between his gears man
He'll never ever leave this place
He's got stones instead of bones
And everybody knows
That can make you real real slow
And if heaven was below
He'd know just where to go
Dive in the ocean
And he'd sink like a stone
And he'd say
It's time to swim ashore
If I drift long enough
I'll be home
It feels as if my existence might very well have been to lead up to Monday. I'm not certain yet but this could quite possibly be the most beautiful time of my life as of yet. For those of you who know me you understand that my definition is just slightly different than what the standard is. I'm certain over these 7 months I will suffer great agony. I am certain I will face some demons that I cant even fathom. I am certain I will break. I am certain I will become so fed up with men I call my brothers that I will never want to speak to them again. I am certain that the idea of not working and still being homeless will keep me up at nights paranoid of the world around me. The world that passes me by. I am certain I will hurt from all of the love and pain that fills up inside of me. Emotion that I am unable to convey to the world due to its vast strength. I am certain I will have thoughts that are beyond understanding that will inevitably make my mind itch.
I decided to get onto the program, to commit to 7 months of an inward search for outward results. I've decided to give this mortal body of mine a chance to find wisdom, humility, love, understanding, clarity and peace. I've decided to close my eyes and ears to all of the Worlds cars and jobs. It's constant cycle of addiction and pain. It's circle of drama and futile concern. I shall close the doors soon, and upon that enter into a castle where I am free to roam with just a few select others. There are dark hallways, corridors and stairs... Ones that haven't quite been completed. There are rooms that are full, rooms that are empty and some that have items packed into them that I honestly do not wish to see.
But anything, anything has to be better than this warehouse I've been living in for years now...
This I admit
Seems so good
Hard to believe an end to it
Warehouse is bare
Nothing at all inside of it
Walls and halls have disappeared
My love I love to stay here
My love I love to stay here
In a corner was wondering
If a change could be better than this
And then I worry
Maybe things won’t be better than they have been
Here in the warehouse
At the warehouse
How I love to stay here
At the warehouse
Every man and woman
Get alive
That’s our blood down there
Seems poured from the hands of angels
But trickle into the ground
Leaves the warehouse bare and empty
My heart’s numbered beat
Still echoes in this empty room
Fear wells in me
But nothing seems enough to defend
So I am going away
Exit warehouse
Enter castle
7 months.
Man it takes up too much space
And all that tension between his gears man
He'll never ever leave this place
He's got stones instead of bones
And everybody knows
That can make you real real slow
And if heaven was below
He'd know just where to go
Dive in the ocean
And he'd sink like a stone
And he'd say
It's time to swim ashore
If I drift long enough
I'll be home
It feels as if my existence might very well have been to lead up to Monday. I'm not certain yet but this could quite possibly be the most beautiful time of my life as of yet. For those of you who know me you understand that my definition is just slightly different than what the standard is. I'm certain over these 7 months I will suffer great agony. I am certain I will face some demons that I cant even fathom. I am certain I will break. I am certain I will become so fed up with men I call my brothers that I will never want to speak to them again. I am certain that the idea of not working and still being homeless will keep me up at nights paranoid of the world around me. The world that passes me by. I am certain I will hurt from all of the love and pain that fills up inside of me. Emotion that I am unable to convey to the world due to its vast strength. I am certain I will have thoughts that are beyond understanding that will inevitably make my mind itch.
I decided to get onto the program, to commit to 7 months of an inward search for outward results. I've decided to give this mortal body of mine a chance to find wisdom, humility, love, understanding, clarity and peace. I've decided to close my eyes and ears to all of the Worlds cars and jobs. It's constant cycle of addiction and pain. It's circle of drama and futile concern. I shall close the doors soon, and upon that enter into a castle where I am free to roam with just a few select others. There are dark hallways, corridors and stairs... Ones that haven't quite been completed. There are rooms that are full, rooms that are empty and some that have items packed into them that I honestly do not wish to see.
But anything, anything has to be better than this warehouse I've been living in for years now...
This I admit
Seems so good
Hard to believe an end to it
Warehouse is bare
Nothing at all inside of it
Walls and halls have disappeared
My love I love to stay here
My love I love to stay here
In a corner was wondering
If a change could be better than this
And then I worry
Maybe things won’t be better than they have been
Here in the warehouse
At the warehouse
How I love to stay here
At the warehouse
Every man and woman
Get alive
That’s our blood down there
Seems poured from the hands of angels
But trickle into the ground
Leaves the warehouse bare and empty
My heart’s numbered beat
Still echoes in this empty room
Fear wells in me
But nothing seems enough to defend
So I am going away
Exit warehouse
Enter castle
7 months.