own the beating of my heart

i'm ashamed of the way your songs and your words

Monday, October 15, 2007

i simply do it best

life is hard
it is hard
to want only one thing
and not every thing

life is hard
it is hard
to think i can do
everything i want

life is hard
it is hard
to believe
in anything at all

i want everything and nothing
i want to live it large
and live it small

i want a mansion and glittering
i want a cottage
tucked away in the hills
overseen by mountains

i want
fame. fortune. glory
i want
to walk unnoticed

i want the fame of annoymity
i want the deliciousness of insanity
i want the comfort of terror
i want the terror of familarity

to grow old and comfortable
to grow up and out and down
to lose dreams the way trees lose leaves
to lose hope the way rats shed fur
to lose myself in the everything of nothing

play it louder
play it up
play it better
play it now

turn it up and turn it off
keep my thoughts from being heard
so loud i can't hear anything at all
if i can't think it it can't burn my bones

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