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Simple words are all I wish I had.
If I had simple words they would be:
I just never want to be alone.
What you think is not what I am.
You speak to the world but not to me.
The first years are still in us, around us, and yet they are through with us.
All we have is to start where I left.
But we're not there, can't be there, they're gone.
Why don't say what you couldn't then.
Let you hear you.
Lucky my ears to catch the echos.
I will never believe it is too late, never.
I was aware of no chance therefore I had no chance.
All our life is the chance.
More than a half century I've slept, dead to all even you.
Even once great trees now sticks washed ashore and sun dried are good to burn for light and warmth having given up their status as a places of perch and shade.
I want to see that your really are you.
Can you stand if I am near anytime you want?
Is it up to me to come? Yes, I am the parent.
What is really going on with you?
I made all the mistakes.
I thought I was forgiven.
You've only heard from the other, not me.
I have a part to play.
I am valuable.
Throw me away. I'll come back.
I already died once for you, fool I was to think I was good enough to be an angel to forever care for you.
All I managed to do was kill your father. Now that murderer is cured with scars to remember what not to do.
Now he has life again. He is your father and very much alive.
Fearing his love is an oxymoron.
Turn to him.
Words by Grant
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Written on 2009-09-24 at 04:34
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Simple Words You Do Not Know Me
You do not know me.Simple words are all I wish I had.
If I had simple words they would be:
I just never want to be alone.
What you think is not what I am.
You speak to the world but not to me.
The first years are still in us, around us, and yet they are through with us.
All we have is to start where I left.
But we're not there, can't be there, they're gone.
Why don't say what you couldn't then.
Let you hear you.
Lucky my ears to catch the echos.
I will never believe it is too late, never.
I was aware of no chance therefore I had no chance.
All our life is the chance.
More than a half century I've slept, dead to all even you.
Even once great trees now sticks washed ashore and sun dried are good to burn for light and warmth having given up their status as a places of perch and shade.
I want to see that your really are you.
Can you stand if I am near anytime you want?
Is it up to me to come? Yes, I am the parent.
What is really going on with you?
I made all the mistakes.
I thought I was forgiven.
You've only heard from the other, not me.
I have a part to play.
I am valuable.
Throw me away. I'll come back.
I already died once for you, fool I was to think I was good enough to be an angel to forever care for you.
All I managed to do was kill your father. Now that murderer is cured with scars to remember what not to do.
Now he has life again. He is your father and very much alive.
Fearing his love is an oxymoron.
Turn to him.
Words by Grant
Read 474 times
Written on 2009-09-24 at 04:34
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