I wonder where it all started with this...
I don't feel these eyes like you do, it's different with me...you see
what used to inspire me or what used to spark me
they dazzle underneath a toasty afternoon
but all the cold cords strum through my pupil
you know, ever since last March
you tell me that I ran away
I dispute and say, I escaped
but it's same all around...day and day out
it's just in different skin
different lights
different voices
but same echoes...
speechless souls around me
and I want to connect with them
but it's never happening
like it's never happened
where am I going, you wonder
where am I going, I wonder
I wish you were here
but I'm so glad that you are not here
I wish you were here
and I cry every night that you are not here
sky is empty while water runs through my heart
and dam-ful of sorrow flies up the sky while I call you a name
soak a cry then give and go
blow birthday candle or two if time's right
because you've never done it before
but no matter what,
don't scream the name that never returns
I'm not a changed man
but this is a changed time...
it is and so it is...
"for all you visual kids..."
[I love you all no matter what]
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