Muse
...musing since January 18, 2004
Might Have Been
12.05.04
There's something shallow here
As if some secret is at hand
And I've searched long and hard
But never did quite understand
If you close your eyes
Maybe someday you will see
There are shallow secrets somewhere now
Whispering to me
Long and lost, they were forgotten
From days to lives drifting in the past
We try to build walls, blocking
But human lies never last
There's something shallow here
Akin to the love you long to grasp
And whispers echo off blood-stained walls
When witches refuse to turn back
You can't deprive yourself of what you are
And you can never turn back
When death is sitting on your door
Some words won't be brought back
Life, death, and all in-between
A grey which the human mind refuses to comprehend
And you could never hide away the wonderings
Of what might have been.
<--- fall into my patterened tears... [return]
<---<--- catch me as i fall? [CS]