Evacuate Soul
Greenlighter
- Joined
- Feb 18, 2008
- Messages
- 5
I’m all over this place…
This house of goodbye’s, this house of surprise, this house of dreary eyes.
I would appeal to such an uncontrollable ordeal, if for just once more I could feel
But yet I’m still, moving all at once like I’m on some never-ending Ferris wheel.
These tears I shed are me….it still lets me know that I feel.
Even though I don’t need a reminder to remember I feel.
I’m reminded every night in my dreams, I remember every night in my sleep.
I bash my head up against this invisible barrier…
I can touch it, I can feel it, I just cant see it.
Requiem for Love~~*you where in my dreams*
It’s so cold out here.
Throwing caution to a warm breeze that was interrupted.
It’s not our fault…..love…..yes, we do
There’s just so many things, so many thoughts, so many memories…
I love them all….they don’t mean to hurt, but they do.
This cigarette’s smoke is overwhelming*atop the clouds we lay*
It’s still so cold
Old songs, old sayings, old looks and faces that appeal only to us.
We could make William Shakespeare sick to his stomach.
I was shown so much in your presence…
I was given so much in your presence…
I have lost so much without it.
The moon dances its dizzying dance amidst the stars*did I fall in love?*
The cool air still remains
Love is something that can only be described as amazing.
It’s not something that brings you down or hinders your day…
The thought of it not being there anymore does.
It’s about the now….not the past, not the future….the ever apparent now.
You shouldn’t lend to the future and borrow from the past
The breeze blows the smell of your kiss*I wish that I could stay*
It begins to warm
.
..
…
I’m so tired right now. This screen, this digital monster beating me down. I’ll lay down in a few I promise. I’ll sleep, I promise. I’ll dream, I promise. Looking forward to maybe a brighter day. One filled with those very memories.
As I try to go sleep, my heart shall embrace those memories.
I love like I’ve never done before and my heart beats out of my chest when I see your face, when your voice fills my ears, when I catch a glimpse of your smile. I remember it oh so well. I’m lifted up when I see it. This is my love song, my fable, my story. This is my heart and I wear it on my sleeves, but I show what is important to me through this. Through my mediums. Through my writing. I give what I can….on some days it may be my all and on others it may be worthless. I’m not a perfect man, I am only a man. I make mistakes….I win I lose I give I take I want I need……I love
You where out of my dreams…. And your love means so much to me. I will…………
This house of goodbye’s, this house of surprise, this house of dreary eyes.
I would appeal to such an uncontrollable ordeal, if for just once more I could feel
But yet I’m still, moving all at once like I’m on some never-ending Ferris wheel.
These tears I shed are me….it still lets me know that I feel.
Even though I don’t need a reminder to remember I feel.
I’m reminded every night in my dreams, I remember every night in my sleep.
I bash my head up against this invisible barrier…
I can touch it, I can feel it, I just cant see it.
Requiem for Love~~*you where in my dreams*
It’s so cold out here.
Throwing caution to a warm breeze that was interrupted.
It’s not our fault…..love…..yes, we do
There’s just so many things, so many thoughts, so many memories…
I love them all….they don’t mean to hurt, but they do.
This cigarette’s smoke is overwhelming*atop the clouds we lay*
It’s still so cold
Old songs, old sayings, old looks and faces that appeal only to us.
We could make William Shakespeare sick to his stomach.
I was shown so much in your presence…
I was given so much in your presence…
I have lost so much without it.
The moon dances its dizzying dance amidst the stars*did I fall in love?*
The cool air still remains
Love is something that can only be described as amazing.
It’s not something that brings you down or hinders your day…
The thought of it not being there anymore does.
It’s about the now….not the past, not the future….the ever apparent now.
You shouldn’t lend to the future and borrow from the past
The breeze blows the smell of your kiss*I wish that I could stay*
It begins to warm
.
..
…
I’m so tired right now. This screen, this digital monster beating me down. I’ll lay down in a few I promise. I’ll sleep, I promise. I’ll dream, I promise. Looking forward to maybe a brighter day. One filled with those very memories.
As I try to go sleep, my heart shall embrace those memories.
I love like I’ve never done before and my heart beats out of my chest when I see your face, when your voice fills my ears, when I catch a glimpse of your smile. I remember it oh so well. I’m lifted up when I see it. This is my love song, my fable, my story. This is my heart and I wear it on my sleeves, but I show what is important to me through this. Through my mediums. Through my writing. I give what I can….on some days it may be my all and on others it may be worthless. I’m not a perfect man, I am only a man. I make mistakes….I win I lose I give I take I want I need……I love
You where out of my dreams…. And your love means so much to me. I will…………
