plazma
Bluelighter
Somewhere there's a young man
Trying to carry two eyefuls of tears
Without spilling a drop
Brim full of happiness
Ascending the stairs
Towards the black sky
Somewhere there's an alien sun
Setting in a flare of colour and light
Alone for a million years
Something we'll never see
In a coldness we can't feel
Close your eyes, imagine
Somewhere there's a voice
Calling us in tones we cannot hear
Beautiful and strange
All the wisdom of the ages
Our hearts strain to hear
But never will we understand
Somewhere, someone, somehow
Everything's a circle
Everyone's at peace
And we're the odd ones out
Spawned with cancer of the heart
With blackness in our souls
Somewhere there's a young man
Trying to carry two eyefuls of tears
Without spilling a drop
Somewhere there's a young woman
Cradling her heart in her arms
Blessed with serenity
Somewhere there's a universe
Where fairness is nature
Somewhere where we'll understand
That real peace is found inside
Somewhere a child's asking mother for food
Somewhere a tree's falling in a tangle of leaves
Somewhere an eagle's soaring on the polluted air
Somewhere a supermodel's slitting her slim wrists
Somewhere there's a young man
Trying to carry two eyefuls of tears
Without spilling a drop
As he's scrawling a line on a page
Translating feeling to words
Blindfolded in the dark night of his soul
I wrote this because sometimes I wake up and the world's still that amazing place I thought it was when I was growing up. I wrote this because sometimes I have days where I feel emotions in words. But most importantly I wrote this because I love writing, it sets me free.
-plaz out-
Trying to carry two eyefuls of tears
Without spilling a drop
Brim full of happiness
Ascending the stairs
Towards the black sky
Somewhere there's an alien sun
Setting in a flare of colour and light
Alone for a million years
Something we'll never see
In a coldness we can't feel
Close your eyes, imagine
Somewhere there's a voice
Calling us in tones we cannot hear
Beautiful and strange
All the wisdom of the ages
Our hearts strain to hear
But never will we understand
Somewhere, someone, somehow
Everything's a circle
Everyone's at peace
And we're the odd ones out
Spawned with cancer of the heart
With blackness in our souls
Somewhere there's a young man
Trying to carry two eyefuls of tears
Without spilling a drop
Somewhere there's a young woman
Cradling her heart in her arms
Blessed with serenity
Somewhere there's a universe
Where fairness is nature
Somewhere where we'll understand
That real peace is found inside
Somewhere a child's asking mother for food
Somewhere a tree's falling in a tangle of leaves
Somewhere an eagle's soaring on the polluted air
Somewhere a supermodel's slitting her slim wrists
Somewhere there's a young man
Trying to carry two eyefuls of tears
Without spilling a drop
As he's scrawling a line on a page
Translating feeling to words
Blindfolded in the dark night of his soul
I wrote this because sometimes I wake up and the world's still that amazing place I thought it was when I was growing up. I wrote this because sometimes I have days where I feel emotions in words. But most importantly I wrote this because I love writing, it sets me free.
-plaz out-
