Some say that silence is golden. Others say that it's over rated.
Silence is chaotic.
It's in this place that I hear you.
It's in this place that I can feel you.
It's overwhelming. I lose myself in your mystery.
I can't seem to get myself together.
I don't know how to speak.
I forget who I am.
I no longer want to hold on.
So I let go.
Slowly, I fade.
I rapidly understand.
It's not about getting a grip.
It's about losing grasp.
I want to scream.
This is the best feeling.
This is what I've been looking for.
I don't know why.
And I don't think I should
Trust. Hope. Faith.
wondering, stumbling through.
accidentally doing things right.
not knowing what the full picture looks like.
not wanting to.
dreaming, believing.
understanding, guessing.
inoscence.
yes, no, maybe so.
sugar, spice, everything nice.
that's what no one is made of.
looking, finding.
losing. missing
circles and round-abouts
traveling hearts.
flying, floating.
one world apart.
anything but here.
But I can't spell it out for you, No it's never gonna be that simple. No I cant spell it out for you. If you just realize what I just realized, Then we'd be perfect for each other and will never find another. Just realized what I just realized we'd never have to wonder if we missed out on each other now.
good church or not so good church, that is the question, but does it really matter?
Author: Michelle / Etiquetas: momentaneous thoughtsit's hard to fathom. is it wrong? is it right? where is it considered extreme? where is it considered not enough? should it be to attract or to reach out? what are the motives? as long as we're all reaching for the same thing, does that make it ok? i'm getting tired of this. Jesus, I'm ready to come home.
it's overwhelming. darling, you're the cause. i try to avoid this, i try to hide, but some things just can't be kept inside. it consumes me, it's what moves me. you're here, you're there, I'm here, not there. we're never anywhere. mislead perspectives. questions unanswered. songs unwritten, feelings unattended. it's too dangerous, it's too safe. looking at the stars and imagining your face. things are beautiful, things are scary. i prefer things to be anything but ordinary. the question is not how long this will last, but when it's over, will we move on from the past? lets just close our eyes and dream, forget about reality. you're here and so am i, lets fly baby, just fly.