Post by strangeclouds on Oct 26, 2004 1:32:06 GMT -5
Everybody's happy in their cloud of decay
They'd like to think their whispers would subside to them someday
One day when you realize,
all the things they say to you are true...
and the one you need, was always right beside you.
Waiting, with open arms- to wipe every counted tear away...
To comfort you, when you knew there were more whispers to say.
To let you breathe, when there were no minutes to live upon...
When the air you seemed to see- is gone.
Lingering in fields where reality and moral unite,
balancing the boundries for you...when you hover there, in spite.
Smiling- every time you declared a county in your mental-state...
When you had to run to stand still...
and all he did was wait.
Seeing through- your cloud of decay,
Waiting...to be beside you someday.
They'd like to think their whispers would subside to them someday
One day when you realize,
all the things they say to you are true...
and the one you need, was always right beside you.
Waiting, with open arms- to wipe every counted tear away...
To comfort you, when you knew there were more whispers to say.
To let you breathe, when there were no minutes to live upon...
When the air you seemed to see- is gone.
Lingering in fields where reality and moral unite,
balancing the boundries for you...when you hover there, in spite.
Smiling- every time you declared a county in your mental-state...
When you had to run to stand still...
and all he did was wait.
Seeing through- your cloud of decay,
Waiting...to be beside you someday.