Post by cay on Sept 8, 2007 17:56:16 GMT -5
September 8
Today I had lots of fun with my pals. But I was in a reverie almost all day trying to think 0f a song. I gess I'll try here...
Breathing in,
Not breathing out,
Those last two words,
Want make me shout,
They hold me captive,
Slaves to them,
My humble living,
Shows up then,
My living life,
My dying Death,
Shows the signs,
Of never fret
Never to lie down again,
Never to scream ''home again''
But onnly here I stand,
Upon the ground without my hands,
They left me here,
Full of fear,
To fall and not to catch myself!
If only you,
Could see me here,
Would you come and help?
If you did You'd be my hands!
No oneelse would reprenmand!
If you'd come youd be my hands!
Letting me feel safe again.
But if you walked,
Like I wasn't there,
You leave me here,
With all to fear,
You'd let me fall,
Fall on my face,
Without these hands
I'm left to race,
Race 'mong my peers
For those wandering hands,
Left to fear, Running cross the lands,
No one to catch me,
If I fell.
To this day,
I remember you left me on that lonely street.
You left me there with no hands and feet.
You walked right past
AsI couldnt race,
Race for the hands,
To save my face.
But if stayed and helped me up,
If youd been my hands and help,
If you'd stayed I'd be by your side,
Loving carressness in the night.
But you did not stay,
You walked right by.
Just like you,
Not some other guy.
And now I'm here,
With no legs, arms or hands, feet or face.
I fell on the ground,
Trying to catch up.
But then I was layen,
To my death.
Now if only you stopped,
I'd be here right now.
But you didnt stop,
You left me to fall.
Today I had lots of fun with my pals. But I was in a reverie almost all day trying to think 0f a song. I gess I'll try here...
Breathing in,
Not breathing out,
Those last two words,
Want make me shout,
They hold me captive,
Slaves to them,
My humble living,
Shows up then,
My living life,
My dying Death,
Shows the signs,
Of never fret
Never to lie down again,
Never to scream ''home again''
But onnly here I stand,
Upon the ground without my hands,
They left me here,
Full of fear,
To fall and not to catch myself!
If only you,
Could see me here,
Would you come and help?
If you did You'd be my hands!
No oneelse would reprenmand!
If you'd come youd be my hands!
Letting me feel safe again.
But if you walked,
Like I wasn't there,
You leave me here,
With all to fear,
You'd let me fall,
Fall on my face,
Without these hands
I'm left to race,
Race 'mong my peers
For those wandering hands,
Left to fear, Running cross the lands,
No one to catch me,
If I fell.
To this day,
I remember you left me on that lonely street.
You left me there with no hands and feet.
You walked right past
AsI couldnt race,
Race for the hands,
To save my face.
But if stayed and helped me up,
If youd been my hands and help,
If you'd stayed I'd be by your side,
Loving carressness in the night.
But you did not stay,
You walked right by.
Just like you,
Not some other guy.
And now I'm here,
With no legs, arms or hands, feet or face.
I fell on the ground,
Trying to catch up.
But then I was layen,
To my death.
Now if only you stopped,
I'd be here right now.
But you didnt stop,
You left me to fall.