8/09/2009

Urgency

It's so easy to say you're okay
But we all know the mirror tells lies
Not with clouded eyes shall you see desperation
But temptation will fight you to question if you'll lose

And for every split second we've sought after you
You disappear, bipolar to every end of the Earth
Correct me if I'm wrong, but we are not worried
I'm only wearing a megaphone on my chest

Majestic in no way but yearning for change
Like a disdained candle, chasing out darkness
As we see it leave the holes in our doors
Slowly but surely, this veil will be pulled off

Middle of the night, axis of the revolving chaos
It's both of us stuck, moving the wheels around
But when our hands become heavy, from there, you see
That our hands need to be lifted only higher

0 two cents' worth: