Sunday, January 23, 2005
Thoughts
“What is it for?”
Was this just an illusion I wanted to believe
Was this a utopia I didn’t want to leave.
I can’t find the answer in the midst of your voice
Can’t find the reason in all this turmoil
I’m so tired of this endless war in my head
Feel drug out, going down, just end this dead sound
I see it leaving, that emptiness is creeping back in.
One more time even if it makes me die.
Am I meaningless, meaningless, please don’t let it be.
Am I meaningless, meaningless, please don’t let it be.
Can you not find the joined dreams?
Will it always be this way for me?
Always watching from the edge,
Always listening to whats said
Never able to intervene in this old scene.
Breathe and don’t be afraid
Just take my hand and come back to this land
Where we can say anything and all of it truly have meaning.
Opionins
please just come with me.
“What is it for?”
Was this just an illusion I wanted to believe
Was this a utopia I didn’t want to leave.
I can’t find the answer in the midst of your voice
Can’t find the reason in all this turmoil
I’m so tired of this endless war in my head
Feel drug out, going down, just end this dead sound
I see it leaving, that emptiness is creeping back in.
One more time even if it makes me die.
Am I meaningless, meaningless, please don’t let it be.
Am I meaningless, meaningless, please don’t let it be.
Can you not find the joined dreams?
Will it always be this way for me?
Always watching from the edge,
Always listening to whats said
Never able to intervene in this old scene.
Breathe and don’t be afraid
Just take my hand and come back to this land
Where we can say anything and all of it truly have meaning.
Opionins
please just come with me.
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