Post by Devi145 on Jun 8, 2003 0:38:25 GMT -5
You paint thoughts in minds as if you're life was surreal,
Treating each situation as if it's fixed and paralized perfectly in your sight,
Talking about creeping softly among untouched tender soil too gentle to feel,
The moon lighting the sky, staring up seeing tiny branches tangle and twine over beautiful glossy stars that ignite.
Howling of creatures that may not even exist crawling through sharp thorns of affliction,
Returning to the same dream every night, even every waking moment as if caused by an addiction.
People's dreams lingering before them, as if you've handed them a plate of home,
Nothing is the same around you because people dont expect the apparent,
With you it's different from each word, and each moment as if your mind is patient to roam,
When you talk your eye's glaze over, as if your watching every moment of your presence again, and you become...
Transparent.
Treating each situation as if it's fixed and paralized perfectly in your sight,
Talking about creeping softly among untouched tender soil too gentle to feel,
The moon lighting the sky, staring up seeing tiny branches tangle and twine over beautiful glossy stars that ignite.
Howling of creatures that may not even exist crawling through sharp thorns of affliction,
Returning to the same dream every night, even every waking moment as if caused by an addiction.
People's dreams lingering before them, as if you've handed them a plate of home,
Nothing is the same around you because people dont expect the apparent,
With you it's different from each word, and each moment as if your mind is patient to roam,
When you talk your eye's glaze over, as if your watching every moment of your presence again, and you become...
Transparent.
