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Wednesday, September 28, 2005
theres just something about their music. when i hear it... there are no words to express just how i feel. ... amazing.
somehow... its more than enough. enough to spark for more.
i feel the light betray me.
its like i cant stop what im hearing within.
thank you.
all these words make no sense.
just like before.
i feel poetic. i feel a lot of things. hidden by depth.
i need a little room to breathe.
aint it funny.
im left in the wake of the mistake slow to react.
its true the way i feel.
was promised by your face.
the sound of your voice, painted on my memories.
even if youre not with me im with you.
express yourself.
theres something inside me that pulls beneath the surface.
its haunting.
ive felt this way before.
a constant wave of tension, on top of broken trust
they point the finger at me again
guilty by association
i want to shut the door and open up my *heart
by myself
do i follow my insticts blindly?
i make the right moves but im lost within
and to go blindly so senseless
they'll take from me till everything is gone
if im killed by the question like a cancer, then i'll be buried in the silence of the answer.
ive lost so much
im out of touch
how do you expect, i will know what to do
it starts with one thing
all i know
time is a valuable thing
the clock ticks life away
its so unreal
i kept everything inside, and even though i tried, it all fell apart,
what it meant to me will eventually be a memory, of a time...
i had to fall to lose it all, but in the end, it doesnt even matter
acting like i was part of your property
im surprised it go so far...
things arent the way they were before
you wouldnt even recognize me anymore
ive put my trust in you
for all this, theres only one thing you should know...
ive put my trust in you
i watch how the moon sits in the sky in the dark night
shining the light from the sun
sick of the tension, sick of the hunger
i remember back then who you were,
used to be calm, used to be strong,
the memory wont escape me
In the middle of my thoughts
The picture is there
The memory won’t escape me
There’s a place so dark you can’t see the end
Skies cock back and shock that which can’t defend
The rain then sends dripping / an acidic question
Forcefully, the power of suggestion
Then with the eyes shut / looking thought the rust and rot
And dust / a small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
The eyes ease open and its dark again
In the memory you’ll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Moving all around screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound
The wheels go round and the sunset creeps behind
Street lamps, chain-link and concrete
A little piece of paper with a picture drawn floats
On down the street till the wind is gone
The memory now is like the picture was then
When the paper’s crumpled up it can’t be perfect again
everything falls apart
even the people who never frown eventually break down
everything has to end
you'll soon find out were out of time
to watch it all unwind
the sacrafice is never knowing
why I...
why I...
were all out of time
this is how we rhyme
how it all unwinds...
<3 Goodnight.
theres just something about their music. when i hear it... there are no words to express just how i feel. ... amazing.
somehow... its more than enough. enough to spark for more.
i feel the light betray me.
its like i cant stop what im hearing within.
thank you.
all these words make no sense.
just like before.
i feel poetic. i feel a lot of things. hidden by depth.
i need a little room to breathe.
aint it funny.
im left in the wake of the mistake slow to react.
its true the way i feel.
was promised by your face.
the sound of your voice, painted on my memories.
even if youre not with me im with you.
express yourself.
theres something inside me that pulls beneath the surface.
its haunting.
ive felt this way before.
a constant wave of tension, on top of broken trust
they point the finger at me again
guilty by association
i want to shut the door and open up my *heart
by myself
do i follow my insticts blindly?
i make the right moves but im lost within
and to go blindly so senseless
they'll take from me till everything is gone
if im killed by the question like a cancer, then i'll be buried in the silence of the answer.
ive lost so much
im out of touch
how do you expect, i will know what to do
it starts with one thing
all i know
time is a valuable thing
the clock ticks life away
its so unreal
i kept everything inside, and even though i tried, it all fell apart,
what it meant to me will eventually be a memory, of a time...
i had to fall to lose it all, but in the end, it doesnt even matter
acting like i was part of your property
im surprised it go so far...
things arent the way they were before
you wouldnt even recognize me anymore
ive put my trust in you
for all this, theres only one thing you should know...
ive put my trust in you
i watch how the moon sits in the sky in the dark night
shining the light from the sun
sick of the tension, sick of the hunger
i remember back then who you were,
used to be calm, used to be strong,
the memory wont escape me
In the middle of my thoughts
The picture is there
The memory won’t escape me
There’s a place so dark you can’t see the end
Skies cock back and shock that which can’t defend
The rain then sends dripping / an acidic question
Forcefully, the power of suggestion
Then with the eyes shut / looking thought the rust and rot
And dust / a small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
The eyes ease open and its dark again
In the memory you’ll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Moving all around screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound
The wheels go round and the sunset creeps behind
Street lamps, chain-link and concrete
A little piece of paper with a picture drawn floats
On down the street till the wind is gone
The memory now is like the picture was then
When the paper’s crumpled up it can’t be perfect again
everything falls apart
even the people who never frown eventually break down
everything has to end
you'll soon find out were out of time
to watch it all unwind
the sacrafice is never knowing
why I...
why I...
were all out of time
this is how we rhyme
how it all unwinds...
<3 Goodnight.