Saturday, April 26, 2008
#164.
over the sea and far away
she's waiting like an iceberg
waiting to change,
but she's cold inside
She wants to be like the water
all the muscles tighten in her face
buries her soul in one embrace
they're one and the same
just like water
then the fire fades away
but most of everyday
is full of tired excuses
but it's too hard to say
i wish it were simple
but we give up easily
you're close enough to see that
you're the other side of the world to me
on comes the panic light
holding on with fingers
and feelings alike
but the time has come
to move along
can you help me
can you let me go
and can you still love me
when you can't see me anymore
i wish it were simple
but we give up easily
you're close enough to see that
you're the other side of the world to me
"When one admits that nothing is certain one must, I think, also add that some things are more nearly certain than others."
- Bertrand Russell