Saturday, June 17, 2006
everything is illuminated
when the past and the present are intertwined
and the shoes on my feet are no different from those on yours
and the guilt tt i bore for years and years
buried deep upon layers of bluntness and roughspeak
is compelled to resurface from facing my inner demons
among green fields of sunflowers
the tears welcome me
where i once thought the ducts were dry
everything is illuminated in the light of the past
from the inside looking out
and if i die for my sins
at least i might finally be content to be where i am now
now playing: hotel costes - cafe de flor
and the shoes on my feet are no different from those on yours
and the guilt tt i bore for years and years
buried deep upon layers of bluntness and roughspeak
is compelled to resurface from facing my inner demons
among green fields of sunflowers
the tears welcome me
where i once thought the ducts were dry
everything is illuminated in the light of the past
from the inside looking out
and if i die for my sins
at least i might finally be content to be where i am now