Rebloom
Engines streaming monochromatic fumes
over the lights of our neon city.
Would you be me if you could?!
You know we all dont want to be where we be.
We hop, we skip, we jump
into the mass transit system of lonliness!
Why can't I be where I want to be?
Why can't YOU be me?
Why can't it be you who says goodbye,
receives the roses and sheds the tears?
Cut YOUR thumb on the thorns!
-Please?-
A snake, rolling over 4 stops.
4 stops...
That's all it took for me to say hello.
4 stops to freedom,
and 4 stops to total imprisonment.
To where i thought it was perfect,
in the end revealed it self.
It showed it's true colors.
Like a pawn in the hands of god, I'm sacrificed.
the lady who spins the wheel rarely hits my name,
but it seems that I'm lucky enough to have met you.
I'm lucky enough to have destroyed what I thought was perfect,
and I'm lucky enough to have everything start from the beginning.
That's how fucking lucky I am.
Like when I stared out the little glass rectangle
and tried to make out shapes, when i knew there was nothing there.
It's the little things that disrupt the system.
It's the flicker and shine in your eyes.
It's just who you are that just goes against whats "supposed" to be.
Is she really blindfolded?
The one who balances our trouble.
Everytime there's a piece of gold in front of me
I find plantinum.
Is that true justice in my life?
What is she trying to say?
What am I supposed to do?
And now that the scale has tipped,
it's only fair that we shed this weight
that's been holding us down for so long.
But it's a part of me now,
It's impossible to say goodbye.
It's the blues and the whites that came out of you tonight
that make me forget about the black and red.
My treasure chest is across the ocean,
but the jewels are right here with me.
It's hard to say exactly what it is about it
-or about me-
that make this "unknown" that much more veiled,
but all i can say is that its not getting much easier.
Let the well get deeper, and draw less water
allow the oasis to dry up,like the one in my heart.
Let the whole world move on,
please just fucking desert me,
because the drawings on the wall
are tearing me apart.
over the lights of our neon city.
Would you be me if you could?!
You know we all dont want to be where we be.
We hop, we skip, we jump
into the mass transit system of lonliness!
Why can't I be where I want to be?
Why can't YOU be me?
Why can't it be you who says goodbye,
receives the roses and sheds the tears?
Cut YOUR thumb on the thorns!
-Please?-
A snake, rolling over 4 stops.
4 stops...
That's all it took for me to say hello.
4 stops to freedom,
and 4 stops to total imprisonment.
To where i thought it was perfect,
in the end revealed it self.
It showed it's true colors.
Like a pawn in the hands of god, I'm sacrificed.
the lady who spins the wheel rarely hits my name,
but it seems that I'm lucky enough to have met you.
I'm lucky enough to have destroyed what I thought was perfect,
and I'm lucky enough to have everything start from the beginning.
That's how fucking lucky I am.
Like when I stared out the little glass rectangle
and tried to make out shapes, when i knew there was nothing there.
It's the little things that disrupt the system.
It's the flicker and shine in your eyes.
It's just who you are that just goes against whats "supposed" to be.
Is she really blindfolded?
The one who balances our trouble.
Everytime there's a piece of gold in front of me
I find plantinum.
Is that true justice in my life?
What is she trying to say?
What am I supposed to do?
And now that the scale has tipped,
it's only fair that we shed this weight
that's been holding us down for so long.
But it's a part of me now,
It's impossible to say goodbye.
It's the blues and the whites that came out of you tonight
that make me forget about the black and red.
My treasure chest is across the ocean,
but the jewels are right here with me.
It's hard to say exactly what it is about it
-or about me-
that make this "unknown" that much more veiled,
but all i can say is that its not getting much easier.
Let the well get deeper, and draw less water
allow the oasis to dry up,like the one in my heart.
Let the whole world move on,
please just fucking desert me,
because the drawings on the wall
are tearing me apart.
posted by Douglas at 4:30 PM
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