Post by subcityshallows on Jan 30, 2005 21:37:45 GMT -5
I sat in the shadows looking for art
Beauty, pleasure, pain, or sorrow
I did not care which to feel
Just to feel
I sat in my isolation for what seemed forever
Lost in a thought that could never animate
I cried, I twisted and turned in my sleep,
I begged, I pleaded, I yurned
For the questions, to which I already had the answers
Yet my little black box burned up with the ship
And sunk into the sea
So I sat untill i could sit no more
Then took to some action
I concentrated on this thought
Commanded it to solidify
When I found what i was looking for
My answers turned to questions
And my questions turned to run
So there i was back to the begging of this tale
Looking for the long lost masterpiece to complete my life
When through all this trying I had never stoped to breath
And when I finally did
My masterpiece came to me.
Beauty, pleasure, pain, or sorrow
I did not care which to feel
Just to feel
I sat in my isolation for what seemed forever
Lost in a thought that could never animate
I cried, I twisted and turned in my sleep,
I begged, I pleaded, I yurned
For the questions, to which I already had the answers
Yet my little black box burned up with the ship
And sunk into the sea
So I sat untill i could sit no more
Then took to some action
I concentrated on this thought
Commanded it to solidify
When I found what i was looking for
My answers turned to questions
And my questions turned to run
So there i was back to the begging of this tale
Looking for the long lost masterpiece to complete my life
When through all this trying I had never stoped to breath
And when I finally did
My masterpiece came to me.
