FlightI am familiar with you and it all seems safe There aren't reservations or any inevitable doubt No time has passed and I'm secure and comfortable So why is that For so long I was hidden beneath the wall Noticing every crevice in the concrete when I walked Questioning the amiable likeness of others and laughing so they wouldn't see What did you do I could've stared at you with nothing in my eyes What good would that do When appreciation and endearmentsFlight
are in the reflection so generously What good would that do when I want to know you more and feel you close to
Unsure"Hey," you said. A part of me bewildered and the other still contemplating. I looked down at the cold concrete floor trying to collect my thoughts. The same frigid walls could not do better as they had no answer to my pleading desperations. I could never get up the courage like you. I wanted to, with all of my body and soul. I was scared. Scared of rejection. I slowly took a step forward and then another. I trust you and you wouldn't hurt me. With every step, the bright fluorescent lights that once blinded my eyes as they had been all along thisUnsure
The Strong OneI am the strong one or so they say I strive to be perfect when no one is Trying so hard to reach the goal which seems so unattainable when dreams seem to fade I see a failure and no way out Hopeless thoughts arrive more frequently Persistently holding onto whatever is left of me No answers follow No reason to be How could I bore into the world something that I cannot lead Believing and trusting don't come easy And only pain lies behind that smile that you see but it's the laughing and joking I do to hide Protecting you and me from the tears that fall atThe Strong One
Letting goThings have changed No, I won't wait What I thought no longer exists letting goLetting go
of the mistakes I've made Blinded by benevolence I can't go back We can't go back my friend Wake up Wake up Explain yourself but don't look at me You have no clue no clue of what you've done or do you? Isolated and damaged Picking up the endless fragments of what's left behind mending it once again I resign myself
You should too It should be effortless with your derisive and selfish ways Manipulating the amiable fo
Beat, BoomThere was a time when we were on love--not in but on as if the emotion were some sort of severe hallucinogen--which, in our case, was maybe true. At night I walked out of your trashy trailer home and saw the treetops glowing with silver from our big goodbye. A bird black as everything else told me it was good while I sat, cold, on your front porch step and contemplated going back inside. You slept in the tiny bed in the corner of the room, blue sheets-covered and creaky. Paper and notes on the floor announced my presence but you did not stir from your sleep, you angel. I was playing with your closet door and I am not tired but I cannot look aBeat, Boom
Freiheit, Jenohva Intro The dark street was dimly lit by the gas lamps that hung happily from their posts, casting a dancing glow upon the cobblestones. The cheerful nature of the lamps, however, was rather deceiving. Normally bustling with people, the streets were quiet and the soft chirping of crickets could be heard without interruption. It was well past dusk and the imposed curfew had already taken effect. From the relative safety of her small home along the Commercial District, Jenohva gazed out at the empty streets, pullingFreiheit, Jenohva Intro
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