Post by madehereusa on Nov 22, 2010 2:03:25 GMT -5
Gorgeous song. ;-;
Why do I fight through the barriers Insomnia has thrown up?
For a feeling that fills my heart to the brim,
warm embraces,
a secret under the moon.
Notes hit at just the right pitch,
Splits after a jump,
with seven flips,
that touches the roof.
Hands held,
a walk in a perfect world,
summer is always here,
warmth in the air.
The restraints of reality are removed,
allowing me to fly higher than the stars,
oh m'dear,
Join me! Join me! Join me in this dance of the stars!
But as soon as it started I'm yanked back,
Away from a wondrous feeling, embraces, secrets.
My voice once again shakes when I sing,
my splits are still garbage,
Flips impossible,
jumps only a few feet off the ground.
My hand is empty,
This world is falling around me,
winter air brushes my skin,
Oh Why must it go?
Now I'm struggling,
against tight restraints,
Watching the star drift away.
But worst of all,
You're gone,
by someone elses side,
and so down the tears slide on my face.
Why can't I dream forever?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hand me a pistol,
give me a bullet,
I'll paint you a rose,
and relieve my pain.
So what do you think m'dear?
Would you like an rose of pain?
Of sadness? Of tears shed? Of relief?
Would you like an rose of my own blood?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There you are,
down the hallway,
with your girl for these two weeks,
after this another one joins you.
Never serious,
you're pushed from one to another,
It's always one sided,
only they care while you watch someone else.
"It's a game,"
they say,
"It's fun!"
They say.
Let me tell you right now,
Watching him go around in circles,
while my head goes in circles about him.
"It's pain,"
I say looking at him standing there.
He knows I care,
but not how much.
He knows I like him,
But not how much.
He'll know I love him,
when he finally wakes and sees,
he's all I think about.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dancing on knives,
running with scissors,
spinning the loaded gun,
with the safety off.
Oh the dangers of life!
You may fear them,
but I love them.
Adrenaline pumping,
smile growing,
I raise the pistol to my head,
singing the words,
"Goodnight all, sleep well, and dream as big as the universe."
They race to stop me,
but the trigger pulls.
BANG!
Ecstasy,
pure ecstasy.
Why do I fight through the barriers Insomnia has thrown up?
For a feeling that fills my heart to the brim,
warm embraces,
a secret under the moon.
Notes hit at just the right pitch,
Splits after a jump,
with seven flips,
that touches the roof.
Hands held,
a walk in a perfect world,
summer is always here,
warmth in the air.
The restraints of reality are removed,
allowing me to fly higher than the stars,
oh m'dear,
Join me! Join me! Join me in this dance of the stars!
But as soon as it started I'm yanked back,
Away from a wondrous feeling, embraces, secrets.
My voice once again shakes when I sing,
my splits are still garbage,
Flips impossible,
jumps only a few feet off the ground.
My hand is empty,
This world is falling around me,
winter air brushes my skin,
Oh Why must it go?
Now I'm struggling,
against tight restraints,
Watching the star drift away.
But worst of all,
You're gone,
by someone elses side,
and so down the tears slide on my face.
Why can't I dream forever?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hand me a pistol,
give me a bullet,
I'll paint you a rose,
and relieve my pain.
So what do you think m'dear?
Would you like an rose of pain?
Of sadness? Of tears shed? Of relief?
Would you like an rose of my own blood?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There you are,
down the hallway,
with your girl for these two weeks,
after this another one joins you.
Never serious,
you're pushed from one to another,
It's always one sided,
only they care while you watch someone else.
"It's a game,"
they say,
"It's fun!"
They say.
Let me tell you right now,
Watching him go around in circles,
while my head goes in circles about him.
"It's pain,"
I say looking at him standing there.
He knows I care,
but not how much.
He knows I like him,
But not how much.
He'll know I love him,
when he finally wakes and sees,
he's all I think about.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dancing on knives,
running with scissors,
spinning the loaded gun,
with the safety off.
Oh the dangers of life!
You may fear them,
but I love them.
Adrenaline pumping,
smile growing,
I raise the pistol to my head,
singing the words,
"Goodnight all, sleep well, and dream as big as the universe."
They race to stop me,
but the trigger pulls.
BANG!
Ecstasy,
pure ecstasy.