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UntitledNovember 17 2004 at 6:39 PM | Anonymous (Login hxe) |
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Maybe itīs time to face my fears
those that Iīve been hiding through the years
Nothingīs changed, Iīm still the same
and I keep smiling when Iīm under the rain
For them Iīm lost, for me they steal
But I canīt even say what is real
If I could hear again that song
I would realize that I wasnīt wrong
But if something I have ever lost
is the sense that lets me hear my soul
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Anonymous (Login hxe) | Re: Untitled | November 17 2004, 6:44 PM |
Donīt waste your time
looking for keys
of doors without bolt;
youīve got to pull them down
(You know youīre strong enough)
That what your eyes pour
arenīt your dreams or hopes
Itīs just your pain and wounds
leaving you for good
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Anonymous (Login hxe) | Re: Untitled | November 17 2004, 6:50 PM |
I know thereīs light somewhere
cos Iīve been in the shadows
It was dark but not black
Now I just canīt see
Itīs not the light,
itīs me
Too many complaints and I went blind
I canīt touch it
but still I know itīs there,
somewhere
In the past I learned
if I canīt see the light
I may feel it
Cos where the light is,
thereīs always warmth
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Anonymous (Login hxe) | Re: Untitled | November 17 2004, 7:16 PM |
When I close my eyes
I see more than when theyīre open
the darkness turns into colours
and life is real, and dreams ainīt fears
But when I look again
I wonder the same
as I wait for a chance
Is there any hope left?
Is there any song left?
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Anonymous (Login hxe) | Re: Untitled | November 17 2004, 8:45 PM |
Dark thoughts
A black rose
A dead stone
Old clocks...
They were there were you were born
Destroy them
Destroy your past
Forget it
Forget at last
Dream forever...
Lose forever...
Game over
(Insert coin)
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