Tuesday, September 14, 2004

So that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone.And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow.But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself.It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope.That is why I'm singing...Baby don't worry cause now I got your back. And every time you feel like crying,I'm gonna try and make you laugh. And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad,then we will wait for it to pass and I will keep you companythrough those days so long and black.And we'll just keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve of Love's uneven remainder.But if the world could remain in a frame like a painting on a wall.Then I think we would see the beauty.Then we would stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges,like a story told by the fault lines and the soil.

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

every living creature dies alone.

you bleed me dry and i don't ask why but i'm left with the dust

her heart tries not to break.She holds her own, but indecision makes her shake.She’s got so much left to give, all her thoughts and all her dreams, reminding me how fast the time is passing by.Well I don’t even know your name.Don’t even know your name, but I wanted to tell you things change.Things change.

x <3 x