Querulous Quidnunc Joined: Fri May 14, 2010 6:59 pm Posts: 2569 Location: In your dreams.
Weena might know of Christian Älvestam.
vain hope darkens every sense eclipse wielding the shadow inside forced to be at one with the going down of the sun
in a dream bring into being the truth make-believe humanity a mind behind closed doors
whatever came to pass, now gone never again to see the light this is the end of all we thought would last forever and ever
yet with the stains now all withdrawn into the blind forgiving night the memories of what is yet to be no more, there forever
going through changes to escape a world mirroring only defeat torn between realities a life so very empty
in a daze slowly beginning the long journey back to sanity the fight against the self
If I struggle a lifetime, What would my body be? An empty shell, On what a demon fed
Could be a heavy burden, To stay true to your words Speak up, I wanna silence everything
If I got no plan, Doesn't mean that I get what I want for free If I got no meaning, Would you force me to a place where I make sense? 'Cause nothing lasts forever
How do I get home? Everything revolves around you If I can't find myself? As you're so completely fake
How do I get home? Everything revolves around you If even you can't help? Dark nights from my soul
I deny failure, I Ignite Woe is on my misery, She wins all their eyes
Realize what they find's not fate, This is not me, this is me So if I struggle a lifetime, What good would that do?
If I got a plan, Doesn't have to stop the feeling inside If I do make sense, Would you drag me down? 'Cause nothing lasts forever
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Querulous Quidnunc Joined: Fri May 14, 2010 6:59 pm Posts: 2569 Location: In your dreams.
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Got the bluest eyes That I have seen Lost up in the skies Caught in a dream What you whisper to me And breathe into my vains And believe in magic To wash away the stain
And it feels like today So just hold on tight And let it slip away
Give me all the weight That holds you down Don't let it stop And burn in for the sound And the world keeps moving It's all we ever known And I know inside that I'll never be alone
And it feels like today So just hold on tight And let it slip away
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"Ok we aren't such things and birds are pretty advanced. They fly and shit from anywhere they want. While we sit on our automatic toilets, they're shitting on people and my car while a cool breeze tickles their anus. That's the life."
Querulous Quidnunc Joined: Fri May 14, 2010 6:59 pm Posts: 2569 Location: In your dreams.
That journey-a call me quick, That journey-a call my name, That journey-a have it's way, an' have me wonderin' all my days
I can't stay home, I gotta keep movin, I gotta keep doin', I gotta get out, I gotta roam, it's somethin' that moves me, It's somethin' that uses me without a doubt, 'cause somewhere abstract coincidence happens, see someone in passin' while out and about, next thing I know I'm happily travelin', puttin' in action ideas that I mouth, cause I speak it and do it, talk it and walk it, I'm so bad about it, I shout it out loud, but try to stay open, the forces in motion, They keep me on course, it's this thing that i doubt, Imprisoned in flesh and reality's blesses, that made manifest every woman and child, I'll keep on expressin' reality's lessons, explorin' my prison until I'm let out.
That journey-a call me quick, That journey-a call my name, That journey-a have it's way, an' have me wonderin' all my days
Travelin' East and West, on every known highway, South to North carryin' that torch until I'm old and grey.
Well in the mean time inbetween I'm pushin' through this, I said in the main time inbetween I'm on my duty.
Sometimes I get beat up, sometimes I'm the beater, Sometimes man my feet hurt from walkin' so long, Sometimes I'm defeated, sometimes I get cheated, Sometimes I just need it, 'cause sometimes I'm wrong, So the question's repeated, why even try? When there's rocks in the road, pot-holes in the lawn, The victory's sweeter when obstacles either, Are side-stepped or crushed on the way to the door, So I go on my own, have faith in the road, I can share that control cause I'm never alone. I hear the creator speak to me through wispers, On winds the voices of friends and of foes, I listen to omens, the things that he shows me, Shows that he knows me and helps me along, And follow him closely, where he goes mostly, Guidin' my path on this map 'till I'm gone
That journey-a call me quick, That journey-a call my name, That journey-a have it's way, an' have me wonderin' all my days
And when they lay me down, To rest in my Earthly grave, And when they lay me down, Navigate that big sky way.
But in the meantime I, I got my duty, In the meantime inbetween time I, I got to do this, In the meantime inbetween time I, I'm pushin through this, In the meantime inbetween time I, I got my duty.
I got my.. I got my, I got my duty. I got my duty I know!
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