soulfly
Bluelight Crew
i wrote something for you today
i sat in front of a computer for 48 long minutes
and racked my brain to think of the right words
i wrote something for you today
something i was so proud of, i read it aloud in this empty room over and over again
i wrote something that made me smile when i read it
and i knew it would make you smile and smother me with warm kisses when you read it
i wrote something today that you've begged me to write, not in so many words...but i knew you did
i wrote something today that would bring you so much happiness, and i couldn't wait to have you read it
you came home with that look on your face, you know...that one you can't hide from me
shortly after that, you called me an asshole, more than once...and i heard a door slam
you had not read what i had written for you, and i don't think it would have mattered much if you had
i violently shredded the work i was so proud of, and turned it into what seemed like a million tiny pieces of paper, each piece containing a single word that only a moment ago seemed to be written with the purest passion, now they seemed so utterly transparent
I wrote something for you today, and now it rests amidst coffee grinds and the rotting food we had cleaned out of the refridgerator only a few hours before...
such a sad demise for something so sacred to me
I wrote something for you today, and now i know you will never read it...
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"As our consciousness is shifted, we come to know this:
In the infinite universe, there is no possibility of event, only the reality of all events. Everything exists. It is our destiny to explore the infinite..."
[This message has been edited by soulfly (edited 12 February 2001).]
i sat in front of a computer for 48 long minutes
and racked my brain to think of the right words
i wrote something for you today
something i was so proud of, i read it aloud in this empty room over and over again
i wrote something that made me smile when i read it
and i knew it would make you smile and smother me with warm kisses when you read it
i wrote something today that you've begged me to write, not in so many words...but i knew you did
i wrote something today that would bring you so much happiness, and i couldn't wait to have you read it
you came home with that look on your face, you know...that one you can't hide from me
shortly after that, you called me an asshole, more than once...and i heard a door slam
you had not read what i had written for you, and i don't think it would have mattered much if you had
i violently shredded the work i was so proud of, and turned it into what seemed like a million tiny pieces of paper, each piece containing a single word that only a moment ago seemed to be written with the purest passion, now they seemed so utterly transparent
I wrote something for you today, and now it rests amidst coffee grinds and the rotting food we had cleaned out of the refridgerator only a few hours before...
such a sad demise for something so sacred to me
I wrote something for you today, and now i know you will never read it...
------------------
"As our consciousness is shifted, we come to know this:
In the infinite universe, there is no possibility of event, only the reality of all events. Everything exists. It is our destiny to explore the infinite..."
[This message has been edited by soulfly (edited 12 February 2001).]
