Aihe: Blind and Then.. 1 | |
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![]() 30.09.2006 20:18:14 | |
Enkunkielistä ja vähän pitkäkin, toivottavasti joku viitsii silti lukea ja kommentoida: Blind and then.. Giving or receiving? I've heard enough of living in the middle of the lies, of secrets and the souls that failed in daydreaming When todays are ceasing the empty hearts keep beating wishing for someone to say, someone to see, someone new enough to be misleading It wasn't necessary to build a fence when there was no enemy It isn't very useful now that you're living in a bobble Grieving for the painters that died before their art did Living through their hands they must have had a bigger world surrounding their imagination January fever, too cold to move a finger The world inside your head is way too heavy to be carried on your shoulders It truly would be nice if you could see a little further It really isn't that far away, that something you never had Why is it so hard to see beyond your sight? What if you could ease the burden on someone else's mind Why is it so hard to see something so real? How can you be so sure about the world around you if you can't even feel? You can't keep on listening, these thoughts go beyond your comprehension Wouldn't it be dangerous or at least way too strange to see inside the head of a stranger? Praise the eyelids for their existence Embrace the ears with your hands Scream as loud as you can and remember not to give a meaning to the word you're repeating It wasn't necessary to build a fence when there was no enemy It isn't very useful now that you're living in a bobble It truly would be nice if you could see a little further It really isn't that far away that something you never had Why is it so hard to see..jne. *Singers -blind, ignorant beasts of habit*
-Boethius (475-524) | |
![]() 05.10.2006 15:27:42 | |
Enkunkielistä ja vähän pitkäkin, toivottavasti joku viitsii silti lukea ja kommentoida: Blind and then.. Giving or receiving? I've heard enough of living in the middle of the lies, of secrets and the souls that failed in daydreaming When todays are ceasing the empty hearts keep beating wishing for someone to say, someone to see, someone new enough to be misleading It wasn't necessary to build a fence when there was no enemy It isn't very useful now that you're living in a bobble Grieving for the painters that died before their art did Living through their hands they must have had a bigger world surrounding their imagination January fever, too cold to move a finger The world inside your head is way too heavy to be carried on your shoulders It truly would be nice if you could see a little further It really isn't that far away, that something you never had Why is it so hard to see beyond your sight? What if you could ease the burden on someone else's mind Why is it so hard to see something so real? How can you be so sure about the world around you if you can't even feel? You can't keep on listening, these thoughts go beyond your comprehension Wouldn't it be dangerous or at least way too strange to see inside the head of a stranger? Praise the eyelids for their existence Embrace the ears with your hands Scream as loud as you can and remember not to give a meaning to the word you're repeating It wasn't necessary to build a fence when there was no enemy It isn't very useful now that you're living in a bobble It truly would be nice if you could see a little further It really isn't that far away that something you never had Why is it so hard to see..jne. Tosi pitkä teksti päästä sisälle. Mutta ei huono missään nimessä. Tosin varmaan moniselitteinen on tässä tämä konteksti. Jazz se on saatanan musiikkia! | |
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