les miserables
JAVERT:
I am reaching, but I fall
And the stars are black and cold
As I stare into the void
Of a world that cannot hold
I'll escape now from the world
From the world of Jean Valjean.
There is nowhere I can turn
There is no way to go on....
(He throws himself into the river)
things can never be just right. right when you think you're there, you've finally reached a place in your life that's different, it happens. it doesn't matter what, but something happns that keeps the space between.
The Space Between
The tears we cry
Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more
The Space Between
The wicked lies we tell
And hope to keep safe from the pain
the space between what you saw coming, and where you are. always that one last hurdle - the one that keeps moving away from you - the closer you get, the father it moves.
because why should anything ever be easy? why should everything ever just be right? why should we be simply given something for once, instead of having to fight for everything. don't people sometimes just deserve to have a gift fall in their laps? after all the heartache and bullshit in our lives, don't we all deserve some peace? apparently not.
apparently that higher power you believe in doesn't really give a shit about us. that's why i don't give a shit about him. it. her. whatever. because i refuse to believe that there really could be something up there that's as sadistic as this. to dangle what you've always wanted right in front of your nose and then say: "oh, sorry. i forgot. you don't deserve it." what kind of power is that to believe in?
i'll tell you something. the first time i read the bible i was seven. up until then, i'd believed that there might be something out there, some power that watched over people, cared for us. after the bible, my only reaction was, how could i believe in a power that was so self centered, so vengeful, cruel, and angry. i refuse to believe in that god.
i refuse to believe in god. take a look around at yourselves, at the world.
we are the only love gods.
I am reaching, but I fall
And the stars are black and cold
As I stare into the void
Of a world that cannot hold
I'll escape now from the world
From the world of Jean Valjean.
There is nowhere I can turn
There is no way to go on....
(He throws himself into the river)
things can never be just right. right when you think you're there, you've finally reached a place in your life that's different, it happens. it doesn't matter what, but something happns that keeps the space between.
The Space Between
The tears we cry
Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more
The Space Between
The wicked lies we tell
And hope to keep safe from the pain
the space between what you saw coming, and where you are. always that one last hurdle - the one that keeps moving away from you - the closer you get, the father it moves.
because why should anything ever be easy? why should everything ever just be right? why should we be simply given something for once, instead of having to fight for everything. don't people sometimes just deserve to have a gift fall in their laps? after all the heartache and bullshit in our lives, don't we all deserve some peace? apparently not.
apparently that higher power you believe in doesn't really give a shit about us. that's why i don't give a shit about him. it. her. whatever. because i refuse to believe that there really could be something up there that's as sadistic as this. to dangle what you've always wanted right in front of your nose and then say: "oh, sorry. i forgot. you don't deserve it." what kind of power is that to believe in?
i'll tell you something. the first time i read the bible i was seven. up until then, i'd believed that there might be something out there, some power that watched over people, cared for us. after the bible, my only reaction was, how could i believe in a power that was so self centered, so vengeful, cruel, and angry. i refuse to believe in that god.
i refuse to believe in god. take a look around at yourselves, at the world.
we are the only love gods.