When the wall falls down around your feet,
It's maybe time to take a seat,
Before the world is built back up again,
It's the only way to stay sain.
When the grass begins to fade,
You will think about what you've made,
As this life hasn't fulfilled your desires,
That'll haunt through ice and fires.
So when the moon shines so bright,
You'll never want to give up the fight,
Watch the star fall down all around,
With no trace left on the ground.
Except those angels which have fell,
They have many stories to tell,
For they witnessed which we can't dream,
As we dream about sitting by the stream.
We draw and write and listen,
As others eyes begin to glisten,
Like the stars we saw fall,
And they knock down our personal wall.
Give me some hope for tomorrow,
Please stop any feeling of sorrow,
For another day is ahead,
So rest your head and go to bed...
Thursday, 10 February 2011
Wednesday, 2 February 2011
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Perfect is something we seek,
Every day of every week.
Wanting what is not there,
This state of mind makes you unaware,
Of the messages left by fate,
Leaving you to ponder and wait.
How is it that we love to avoid,
The very things that make us overjoyed,
To live or to pass on,
In the end we will be gone.
No one lives forever anymore,
I can tell you that for sure.
Every day of every week.
Wanting what is not there,
This state of mind makes you unaware,
Of the messages left by fate,
Leaving you to ponder and wait.
How is it that we love to avoid,
The very things that make us overjoyed,
To live or to pass on,
In the end we will be gone.
No one lives forever anymore,
I can tell you that for sure.
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