Sep 28, 2004 00:22
Good Old Days; These Days.
days of Before & After run along a strand of memory
never repeating thyself, different knowledge. perception. theory.
subconscience over mind.
flying forward, the past gets lost behind
they choose honesty over truth.
they choose what they can win so they dont lose
taking independence over trust
tainted shadows on top of lust
plastic smiles, eyes of gold
gorgons' claws hungry for lives, taking hold, not letting go
arachnids in the minds spinning faded memories
don't reminisce now. it's better here. there are things we won't wanna see.
a past supposedly forgotten lies unwanted in the depths.
your words never left me. it became me.
your face never phased me. it stayed permanently.
falling up, running backwards.
trippin' paralyzed. slippin' on fast forwards
living on rewind, never finding what was left behind
eyes so blind to all the signs.
can't drink in intoxications & drive on temptations
here vultures die in shame.
wash guilt away. wash sins away. don't stay the same.
they here for gold & once the shine's gone so are they.
they here for the fame & once the applause's done, so's the play
minds past their prime, hearts layered with rime
every line, a different position of time
individuals so isolated. so alone. so distant.
silence implies the need to be blatant.
life. make it or break it
you. & me. just take it or leave it.