Post by Auset on Nov 28, 2006 3:05:07 GMT -5
It's there
Minute, barely present
Making little noise
But still it's there
And if left unattended it will cause a sleepy cancer
What more should we do?
If it wasn't meant to be then what can you say
That’s just the way it is
Life
Coming in deep spurts of I'm in loves
Only to be let down again
And then the ugliness will have a friend
Called misery
Heaven’s strong hand comes down and
Befriends that which none else see fit
What about you?
Do you feel that it's plausible to endure such graphic,
Desire and blame it on the rising winds
It’s making everyone round just as cultivated
But still the vacant ness remains
Benign still a sign of wishing
The hole in my heart could be filled by you.
Minute, barely present
Making little noise
But still it's there
And if left unattended it will cause a sleepy cancer
What more should we do?
If it wasn't meant to be then what can you say
That’s just the way it is
Life
Coming in deep spurts of I'm in loves
Only to be let down again
And then the ugliness will have a friend
Called misery
Heaven’s strong hand comes down and
Befriends that which none else see fit
What about you?
Do you feel that it's plausible to endure such graphic,
Desire and blame it on the rising winds
It’s making everyone round just as cultivated
But still the vacant ness remains
Benign still a sign of wishing
The hole in my heart could be filled by you.
