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| The moon tells me a secret - my confidant As full and bright as I am This light is not my own Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any Sense of compassion Between supposed lovers But I'm still right here Giving blood, keeping faith And I'm still right here. Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line. Reaching out to embrace the random. Reaching out to embrace whatever may come Is this a test? It has to be, Otherwise I can't go on. Give away the stone. Let the waters kiss and transmutate these leaden grudges into gold. Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication. Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind. Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines. We barely remember what came before this precious moment, Choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside... This body holding me, reminding me that I am not alone in This body makes me feel eternal. All this pain is an illusion. Mention this to me Mention something, mention anything ... and watch the weather change. |
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| All words copyrighted by TOOL Arranged by D.R, Vecchione |
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