i m a million diff people from one to the next.

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Things get clear when I feel free
When whatever next comes easily
When gentle hands give life to me
When your eyes fill with tiny tears

When I'm this still you are my life
So at ease in the midnight sky
But my insides will look like war
Paralysed except through my thought

You live and you love
So why so sad
Dependent on above
Searchin' for the dead sea scrolls

But I'll stick myself together again
Spirit so low I no longer pretend

You have broken through my armour and I don’t have an answer
I love you all the same
I paint the things I want to see but it don’t come easy
Indeed you had stole the sun from my heart
Oooohhh..

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