Painless to speak, torturous to do
A schoolboy spewing lessons anew
And all the paths that I can remember…
Somehow end up in all that is you
My road now is a fine line
Silver in color and sharp in taste
Surviving in “nothing must go to waste”
My words now revolve around one sun
Like my mind, severing the “one”
Yet my time for reverie has passed
And I find myself now free at last
Now I shall speak what it is I do
And the lessons learned will be forever true
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Sunday, June 04, 2006
It's The Way of the World, My Dear
To watch the lights go out in your heart
I’ve forgotten what it’s like to be apart
And there you are, and here I am
Still I think of the methods, the ways
The misunderstandings to making you stay
And there you are, and here I am
Remember the neon lights… the black town
The fast ride
The track to nowhere
And there you are, and here I am
Now it’s in pieces
And I’m willing to shatter
And there you are, and here I am
I’ve forgotten what it’s like to be apart
And there you are, and here I am
Still I think of the methods, the ways
The misunderstandings to making you stay
And there you are, and here I am
Remember the neon lights… the black town
The fast ride
The track to nowhere
And there you are, and here I am
Now it’s in pieces
And I’m willing to shatter
And there you are, and here I am
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