Timeless
If i could spin him counterclockwise until all time was erased
and send him back to the beginning of the human race,
give him the breath of eternal life and the kiss of youth,
I know his heart would guide him to what I already know as truth...
He would dream beautiful dreams of a love he can't yet touch,
living year by year, craving what's out of reach so much;
then I could prove to ancestors that He Loved me so deeply
that he relived millions of years, simply to seek me.
and send him back to the beginning of the human race,
give him the breath of eternal life and the kiss of youth,
I know his heart would guide him to what I already know as truth...
He would dream beautiful dreams of a love he can't yet touch,
living year by year, craving what's out of reach so much;
then I could prove to ancestors that He Loved me so deeply
that he relived millions of years, simply to seek me.
Labels: love
posted by rozm!chelle at 3:23 AM
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Friday, September 24, 2004
Bittersweet
...he quenched my thirst for knowledge with shot glasses full of lies
that went down warm and sweet; seemed like molasses to my eyes
But shoulda known he tricked me, that he slipped me a surprise,
cuz he knew what he was doing, gave me whiskey in disguise
See, i asked him for the truth, served fresh and sweet like orange juice
but shoulda known he threw the truth out with the bitter peels of fruit
Because any truth that's hidden is like apples made forbidden,
isolated and prohibited so Truth is never given.
He shot a hole through my heart and threaded me with a string,
pulling me along until i bled for everything
My cries were his smiles, my mistakes his suit of armor...
whatever made me weak only served to make him stronger.
All those lies he fed my soul simply kept me under control
while my belly was full of bullshit, my heart was left a hole
But now my eyes are open cuz i know his love ain't real
took a year for him to tell me, to confess how he really feels.
Although it sometimes breaks our hearts, She proves to be a savior:
TRUTH, the best soul-sweetener no matter how bitter its flavor.
that went down warm and sweet; seemed like molasses to my eyes
But shoulda known he tricked me, that he slipped me a surprise,
cuz he knew what he was doing, gave me whiskey in disguise
See, i asked him for the truth, served fresh and sweet like orange juice
but shoulda known he threw the truth out with the bitter peels of fruit
Because any truth that's hidden is like apples made forbidden,
isolated and prohibited so Truth is never given.
He shot a hole through my heart and threaded me with a string,
pulling me along until i bled for everything
My cries were his smiles, my mistakes his suit of armor...
whatever made me weak only served to make him stronger.
All those lies he fed my soul simply kept me under control
while my belly was full of bullshit, my heart was left a hole
But now my eyes are open cuz i know his love ain't real
took a year for him to tell me, to confess how he really feels.
Although it sometimes breaks our hearts, She proves to be a savior:
TRUTH, the best soul-sweetener no matter how bitter its flavor.
Labels: relationships
posted by rozm!chelle at 4:50 AM
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