The endless journey towards wisdom, from a man that knows nothing at all.
Tuesday, July 08, 2003
All for the love of what? The thought of speaking frankly in front of children and taking dreams to the river all bundled up with a blanket of hope. Yet, the hands are dealt precisely and accordingly to the way you get them. Jump on a train for free and pay later that year. Ask the questions over and over; the whos the whats the whens the wheres the hows? The hows? is like a filter through the brain gripping the easy answers and wondering, is that it? Here? NOw? but I already knew that! You may say...and it's only the obvious that reveals itself just to make you even crazier. endless endless endless
We met under one star/ shaped like a state
injury of the mouth/ I couldn't say anything
my thoughts hard to grasp/ did I attract
because of our stances we couldn't completely connect
Confidence could've revealed many words
but with hesitance I waited/ too long
followed by days of regret/ why
I haven't forgot those kind of looks
I'm learning what they mean
Sorry for my silence/ sometimes it's understood
that line I couldn't cross/ until the moment that never came
a wall of good blood/ protecting
a heart that needs a body
a souls been misdirected
and little you with a question/ like me
-L.D.M.
injury of the mouth/ I couldn't say anything
my thoughts hard to grasp/ did I attract
because of our stances we couldn't completely connect
Confidence could've revealed many words
but with hesitance I waited/ too long
followed by days of regret/ why
I haven't forgot those kind of looks
I'm learning what they mean
Sorry for my silence/ sometimes it's understood
that line I couldn't cross/ until the moment that never came
a wall of good blood/ protecting
a heart that needs a body
a souls been misdirected
and little you with a question/ like me
-L.D.M.
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