Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Rain


 you asked me tonight if it was raining 'here'.... you forget; we used to lay in bed and listen to the rain... will you ever leave my broken heart alone? and leave with your memories so I can forget your entire existence?? or continue to shatter what's left until I'm really nothing?? I remember opening every window and every door... to welcome in the rain, and its presence into the house... And listen to the wind chimes of the neighborhood converse with each other... Like old best friends at a high school reunion... That grew apart, forgot and thought about each other, and will forget each other again....
And I need to forget about you, and you me. Even though it seems like survival isn't going to happen, it has too. Just because I don't want to breathe without you, I have too, and although I don't want to forget about you, I have too.... So when it rains tonight, it won't whisper your name to me... It won't carry your scent.... And the rain will whisper to you sweet nothings about my existence, won't carry the perfume that you loved me wearing... And you'll forget about me babe. Because like they say, "Lightning Never Strikes The Same Place Twice..."
And "You Are The Thunder, And I Am The Lightning" just because we belong together, doesn't mean that were clashing, and then going separate ways... Ill run into you, ill see you two around... And the storm will clear, and the sun will be warm again... And ill move on baby, just like you...




""Field Of Innocence"
--Evanescence--

I still remember the world
From the eyes of a child
Slowly those feelings
Were clouded by what I know now

Where has my heart gone
An uneven trade for the real world
Oh I... I want to go back to
Believing in everything and knowing nothing at all

I still remember the sun
Always warm on my back
Somehow it seems colder now

Where has my heart gone
Trapped in the eyes of a stranger
Oh I... I want to go back to
Believing in everything

[Latin hymn:]
Iesu, Rex admirabilis
Et triumphator nobilis,
Dulcedo ineffabilis,
Totus desiderabilis.

Where has my heart gone
An uneven trade for the real world
Oh I... I want to go back to
Believing in everything
Oh, Where

Where has my heart gone
Trapped in the eyes of a stranger
Oh I... I want to go back to
Believing in everything

I still remember."











*April 27, 2010

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