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Cast your mind away from where you’re standing. Bring it back to where you don’t belong. Find a mix of sense and understanding. Look yourself in the eye and tell me that you’re not wrong.
I fly away, but never far. 1997, the year I died. I hadn't noticed it at the time, but a chain of events were started which have ended here, in this half a heart.
So this song you sung so softly, Has created cities and cars, constructed cathedrals and cinemas, A hoard of humanity, holy and humbled, Beneath you.
Ok, so you're a spider. You're born with hundreds of brothers and sisters.
Dark water disguised drags me into it's lies, but they're mine. I can't hide as the tide closed in over my head. Hope is the distant lighthouse I can't reach, choking on words unable to speak.
Look and look and never find. Cloudy shadows fill your mind. Inspiration hides in your eyes. Love laces all your lies. Find your love and hold them near. Keep them close and hold them dear.
You breathe it in and breathe it out, And then you stop. The lights go out. So, paint a dream, but paint it thin, For life is not, What it seems. This is all you've got left in life today.
Phantom, with your eyes so bright, Can you take away the night. Phantom, with your heart so cold, Can you keep me young and old. Phantom, with your diamond vice, Can you take my heart of ice.
Fragrant silence,. Scented,. With hope, and memories seemingly nonchalant in violence. Melancholy breeze,. Attempted,. To soothe, to heal, old sins we breathed. Winter rain,. Relented,.
This poem was inspired by...something I read somewhere. I'm not really sure who wrote it or where I heard it, but it alluded to the belief that Death was infatuated with Life.
I can see for miles tonight. Miles and miles and miles. So far, I can go all around, and see the back of me.
Comfort. Comfort me, violin. Within, this song, this song that I sing, sing from my heart. Comfort. Comfort me, violin. On this journey, this journey we make, we begin, we begin from the heart.
I wish wishes. Didn't exist. I wish the world. Was woven with bliss. I wish that life. Never took nasty twists. And that prayers. We're not needed. And that pain. Was a myth. I have a dream.
Do you know the shade between wrong and right Do you cleanse your soul at least once a night Do you see the beauty that lives within Do you know a heart that is free from sin Do you live a lifetime...
Here I stand, With my head held in my hands, Waiting for the sun to fall, Waiting for the sun to fall. Here I am, I'm the shadow of a man, Waiting for the sun to fall, Waiting for the sun to fall.
Out there the world goes on without me The sky melts from blue to orange to pink to black each night and into reverse order in the morning No one cares about what's hidden behind every door Every...
It is dark, but I can see creation; ancient, intricate, exquisite, and magnificent. It is dark, but I can see a vast pool of evolution; death and life, sex and birth, bloody and magnificent.
If you were to fly, Higher than the sun, Would you really go, Just for the fun. If you were to swim, Miles under the sea, Would it be worth it, To feel the calmness of free.
Dark room, nothing but mere silence. I listen to the peaceful rain falling from the gloomy clouds, every little drop. It's soothing lullaby calms me down, puts me to sleep. It allows me to dream.
She stands alone before a bridge Knowing she must cross here She has no one to help her over And she is overcome with fear She is a tiny baby and her mother is not by her side She puts a foot...
Sitting in my piece of mind, I try to make amends with time. While the pictures of my life lie on the floor. In my life I do believe, All I am is all I need. And the only fear I have is growing old.
If a heart was black, And a punch was pink, What would you think. If love was grey, And hate was yellow, Would we still act mellow.
I'm living in a dream The sky is blue By day, Then indigo by night. Emotions surround me, The red of love and fright, Gorgeous in every way.
#colour And the stag leads me out of the woods, down the hill. And here, at the bottom of the hill, looking up at the wood, we stand, stand still.