Sep 02, 2004 01:27
Ancient at time
Peaceful as the summer breeze
Something to ease me
But supposedly
There is a truth behind the saying
“Words can truly hurt.”
And they go so deep
TO the bone
And deeper, to the unspoken
To the soul
Ancient as time
Old as me, old as you
The things we say
The actions we play
The truths we lie
And the lies that we creed
And the burdens that we lay
Ancient as time
The romantic love
The simplest complexity
And in the moment
We find our lover
We should become free in him
In her
Bursting in joy
Ancient as time
This feeling one gets
Of being abandoned
Of being alone
But there is never one
You’ll always have someone to confide in
Ancient as time
Me and you
Them and they
Young yet walking ghosts
Always working
But needing to play
Telling riddles
And confusions of the mind
Of logic
Ancient as time
Nothing really is new
Ancient as time
Everything we do
Will come back to me
Will come back to you
Ancient as time
The things they say
“love me”
“love him”
“love her”
"love her"
“love
everyone”
“love everyone”
“love
everyone”
“love everyone”
"love yourself"