Lady Chaos
Bluelighter
Four in the morning, its Monday.
The beginning, yet also the end.
The is a line, or wall. It divides us.
You and me, and him and I.
The sun is so beautiful, I'm going to be sick.
Someday, I hope you will understand
That I can't drag you down.
This space only holds one.
I know you are true and wonderful,
But I am not, not yet.
A walk down the road to clear the mind.
Fresh air, and smooth darkness against the skin.
The stars shine above, and pavement lurks below.
A glipse of what could have (should have?) been.
The right thing, funny, its not the best thing.
A dog, in the distance, barking in ignorance, or maybe compassion.
It knows the pain of loosing freedom.
As do I, and so do you.
Forgive me, for I am ignorant, but not in bliss.
I forever see the light in you eyes, and the spirit it holds.
The beginning, yet also the end.
The is a line, or wall. It divides us.
You and me, and him and I.
The sun is so beautiful, I'm going to be sick.
Someday, I hope you will understand
That I can't drag you down.
This space only holds one.
I know you are true and wonderful,
But I am not, not yet.
A walk down the road to clear the mind.
Fresh air, and smooth darkness against the skin.
The stars shine above, and pavement lurks below.
A glipse of what could have (should have?) been.
The right thing, funny, its not the best thing.
A dog, in the distance, barking in ignorance, or maybe compassion.
It knows the pain of loosing freedom.
As do I, and so do you.
Forgive me, for I am ignorant, but not in bliss.
I forever see the light in you eyes, and the spirit it holds.
