BrightEyesIsMe
Bluelighter
Today I took a walk in the shoes of another
Yesterday I did the same thing
Although her feet were to big, I managed
I realized that walking that path in them caused me to loose balance
I felt no control
We met back at the place it all began...
It was like a fountain of blood with a beating heart in the middle
I know who's heart it was... as did she
She yearned for it, but it was already mine
She knew what had to be done
As did I
We traded paths back to normal and before leaving the center
We looked back at each other
I felt something I have never felt before
should'nt I have wanted to make her hurt?
Should'nt I have wanted to see this girl cry?
The same girl who nearly costed my life in living
Not in death...not in bodily death anyway
She opened her mouth and spoke
I understood her words
I replied and it was all clear
That no cold, rotten, heart is worth enough to keep us both unhappy
That heart is warm and lively for my touch, though I wanted to pierce it with a jagged dagger once before
She knows it belongs to me and we understand each other now
She finally understands herself
And now may we find peace in the truth
As well as in each other
Yesterday I did the same thing
Although her feet were to big, I managed
I realized that walking that path in them caused me to loose balance
I felt no control
We met back at the place it all began...
It was like a fountain of blood with a beating heart in the middle
I know who's heart it was... as did she
She yearned for it, but it was already mine
She knew what had to be done
As did I
We traded paths back to normal and before leaving the center
We looked back at each other
I felt something I have never felt before
should'nt I have wanted to make her hurt?
Should'nt I have wanted to see this girl cry?
The same girl who nearly costed my life in living
Not in death...not in bodily death anyway
She opened her mouth and spoke
I understood her words
I replied and it was all clear
That no cold, rotten, heart is worth enough to keep us both unhappy
That heart is warm and lively for my touch, though I wanted to pierce it with a jagged dagger once before
She knows it belongs to me and we understand each other now
She finally understands herself
And now may we find peace in the truth
As well as in each other
