“Simply put, if you’re going to claim to be something just for personal benefit or to fit in, see it through the highs and lows. Don’t take all the glory, and then when it comes time to do your part, you are nowhere to be found.”
The Conflict: Let’s put an end to this once and for all. We’ve found strength in numbers. And when your time runs out, what will you believe? I’m in no search for salvation or sanity. Your words are bringing me down. Just leave me be. A sinking ship, escape from these shackles at home. Now I’m led to your bleeding heart, and I’m standing alone. A song, some psalm about hope and fear. Subject to the words of a voice I don’t hear. Constructing an army of fallen men before my eyes. But I don’t want your council, I walk my own line. I live the life of the true. I do not bleed. My eyes only see the ones who don’t believe. Just the sight of the hopeless with no calling or a place in the sun. It takes more than might to move the masses. It takes strength beyond strength to stand for something. I can see your arms open to welcome the storm. I see the boundaries. I know this game. I can stand with you though we don’t see the same. I want you to know the love that set me free. I don’t worship a concept. I follow a king. We walk through water to bridge the gap between lives and separate sides. And when it comes to this, there will be no war; there should be no pride. You’ve always hated what you’ve never known, And never loved what you were never shown. Drop your guard and be as strong as “we.” Finally free. Block out the sun until the walls cave in. Tearing down the walls between two sides. Respecting each others lives with no fear no pride. Bridging the gap that exists, though there are still two sides. Please know I’m on your side.
Downbeat: Days can fade, and lives can slip away. Any song can be silenced. It’s time that we start this over. I know what it’s like to fall face down. We’ve all been there before, with no life in sight. When it feels like the world just gave up, with no strength to see it through. Raise a fist up to the sky, scream it loud, “I’m not ready to die.” A hymn for the hopeless, my song to the deaf. I learned to push past the pain. I’ve seen it before; it’s never the same. Aim an ear to the heavens still waiting for a sign of life. I’m gonna build this wall from brick, twice as thick, so you cannot tear it down. And then it rang in my head, “Love is what you make it. Some hands we have to fold. And the hardest lessons you will learn are the ones you’ve been told.” I’m face to face with death himself. I know this won’t be the end of me, I just know it. You always will be my enemy. I control it.
Returner: Searching for something that cannot be found. An end with no means to reach. Look to the light that we’ll never see. Is this life? Or some kind of dream?
I am a dreamer, so blind my eyes. My absence meant more than this. All the things I’ve come to miss (and bless) are gone. I am a returner, just not tonight.
Inherent Youth: Tonight’s my night. Unlike any others. I’ve never felt this alive. So far away is death and decay, I won’t age a day, it’s my time to shine. I’ll live for today knowing that tomorrow might never come. But I’m content knowing I’ve made the most of the days, most just piss away. Maybe someday I’ll be something more. Something bigger than this. Maybe someday I’ll be someone, someone important! Tonight’s our night, not like anyone else’s, I’ve never been so proud. So far ahead, are the things we dread, I’ll live in this moment. Nowhere but here. No one but us. Days will pass and nights will come and go, I’m proud of all the things I’ve done. Why won’t the world just see that there is nothing wrong with me? Why can’t the world just see that there is nothing wrong with us? Never stopping to see, what we all see. Never striving to be, what all we dream for ourselves!
Chrono: -Time is a funny thing. You spend the first part of your life wanting it to just speed up, and the rest of your life wishing it would slow down. Chrono is about taking a step back, and making the most of the time you can control; right now. - Rushing in and out, and in and out of my mind (I’m out of my mind). We live and obey with some kind of hate. Dreading the time to come when we’ve got no time at all. I want to take the time to stop and think about doing this, and what it might mean to be. When I close my eyes, there’s nothing but darkness revealed. It’s right there in front of me. Looking forward for a taste of things to come. I can’t see familiar faces on anyone. Life is trying to pass me by, but not this time. I am not afraid. You’re not getting older; you’re just getting old. And your finish wears thin as your stories get told. Yet you’ve somehow impressed her; she’s already sold. The one page in your book that’s still shining in gold says, “Wishing for the years to flash by has left me blind. I’m waiting for the few fleeting moments where the world makes sense to me.” My search continues for a taste of things to come. I can’t see familiar faces on anyone. Life is trying its best to pass by, but not this time. I am not afraid.
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