| "flying in from a trip home i saw minnesota in a new light for the first time. and for once i could almost call it home. the pink, gold, turqoise, and black hues of the sun barely being visible. the golden trends of life below swirling through the blackness. in small patches the colors ascended through my mind, as thoughts of coming home to you placed a smile on my face. the clouds were thin and scarce and i was small in them. not a day went by that i didn't spend every opportunity talking about you, thinking about you, and missing you. more than life i missed you. and with every beat i got closer, closer and closer to you. until finally, my heart stopped and i could not move. i thought you were gone. and in that thought brewed a realized horror around me, so strong that i sent me into a flight of tears and blame. so strong that it made me realize twice as much that i can't be with you. i don't want to be without you. i belong, with you. and until you make me realize otherwise, i am yours. |
| "I've turned it around on you and i'm playing a game. " |
| Delusional -song- {verse} i see you. standing there. in my mind. and i see you. walking there. in my mind. to hear you. to see you. i see you in my mind. i feel you. i hear you. i see you, in my mind. and i don't know why. i. see you. {chorus} standing up against the wall, i see you and me. walking up and down the hall, i see you and me. walking up and down the hall, i see you For me. i see you for me. am i delusional... holding me there in your arms, i feel safe and sound. tearing down my guarded walls, i seem flighty. {change cords- middle choir} standing there. waiting there. i see, you, there. i see us there. {choir} standing up against the wall, i see you and me. walking up and down the hall, i see you and me. later in the days of life, i see you and me. i see you and me. am i delusional... de-lusional. de-lu-sional. deeeeee. {violin solo} -sounds like smashing pumpkins- standing, there. walking there. waiting there. but still i'm there. standing up against the wall, i see you and me. holding hands along the walk, i see you and me. staring right into your eyes, i see you and me. i see you and me. am i delusional... is, this- the time that's ahead. is, this- the time in my head. all i know, is that i need you so. it's all i know. am i delusional. am i de-lus-ional. am i... |
| LOVE- true love, can only be found in dreams. dreams of young girls and people ruled by many things. in any language, it is always known, always can it be seen and distinguished. never shall it be forgotten. the one thing that if touched, will fade. if spoken, will shatter. like a glass dome covering the death. and in death, it too would be kissed. as it too would painfully die. should any youth fall helpless to it, may they too fall for it. for all things come and all things go. yet is love the only that stays... for in the end, if there is one, you might be disappointed. all girls cry, and some dream of woe. others dream of love. and though that pinnacle of such has been defeated by commonality. it is still somewhere far beneath the scattered ashes of one very mislead girl. |
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