![]() The universe aint no small space Thats not the way I see it Then youre a long ways from it I dont mind They dont shoot, he dont know, I dont see Youre not me but neither am I. All that I wanted, destination parallel to this small space. What I said about "hat of greens" has led me to see that my superimposition of a face upon a poster on its way, arriving any day, that will accompany me every night in a welcoming of rest, tacked on to the drywall surrounding me will probably return me to this "fading," the sky being a bedroom, "kiss me". Destination, they dont shoot, he dont know, I dont see. My dad says things that make me laugh, he meows Tom Petty songs and that is why I stay, unlike running water, I can't run away, there are more here than merely bodies, things without fear of surrounding me, branches to catch me falling, perhaps someone who understands that when I say I'm sad I mean it, that there is no excuse "I need this". on the first of a year, when it started, I'm not sure, in a jumper, with a bracelet on your right wrist that turns with a golden knob, opening amidst a "dense yellow light, fading to reveal an infinite sky," and "juxtaposed to the accelerating swell of the musical score, pushes its audience to realize just what is ahead, the characters' fear and the physical manifestation of their hopes and dreams coming closer and closer." Kiss me. "I should intimidate you as you should intimidate yourself!" Thirty minutes of make-up for all to see but you_are not what I want you to be. It won't be that bad again because this can't amount in comparison. Into the halls and out the mouth of this beast. Fourth day, I don't want, in anyway, to be reliving. (Crawl out, crawl out, crawl out, crawl out) Thats right, my friends, you must crawl out. I want to feel you breathe.Hat of greens shows symmetry. Born again, an environment is cut, new, sifted through and through. Take the idea and run it past your head on spinning plates. Gardens get cold and the lone tree's cut to better real estate. In your warmth I'm screaming if only for a minute._mind. And with the rate of the ringing comes yearn for descent. I want to melt into the pavement or, perhaps, the grass. Every time I cry about your transcienceI replace you with the thought of The growing moon as I climb towards it Tell myself 'It's not too late' And rest assured that I won't ever have to care About anyone, because it's too late and with you it gets harder to realize it gets. Verse 1 Just shut up and swallow before your last breath You'll say what's to be said Well my last breath breathed, leaked last night As he melted into walls That spoke like the sun to the last. With every single drop comes three more burdens. ![]() Before the puddles turn to pools and the pools, a sea engulfing souls. Corrode the sand I see! I want to feel you breathe near the lone tree in between a sky who seldom sees his audience at all and the pave. Take it back, take it back, oh please God take it back. I want to melt into the pavement or, perhaps the grass, but as I'd dance within the soil you would derive that I were trapped. I want to feel you breathe near the garden in between a sky who seldom sees his audiences' praise and the pave. If an inexistent overpass is overpassing me and the cars, they go right through it leaving time only to breathe, then it might just be existent, it might bend at the knees, then its entire existence is overpassing me. ![]() It's an animal kingdom and this here's your throne. Treetops, canopy, branches caress three clouds, make it easy to never leave home.
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