April 26, 2010

B-Side

Look at us now, chasing ideals
Thinking we've got to run far.
I ask you what it is you feel
Do you know who you really, really are?

Have you been asking around?
Have you been searching away?
Before the pain strikes its bleak sound
Let yourself find the heart's own way.

It will lead you here
And it will be great
A day without tomorrow.
Skies might be grey
No tears on this path
I won't ask you to follow.

Know that I tried to break through
Carve a tunnel to find you.
Among the rubble I discovered
Pieces of your scattered lies.
I know enough to not assume
That fragments are what's left of you
For truth can't hide its permanence
And there's not a single secret to be kept.
I know you.

In the mirror I was looking for
The reflection of my own image
I found nothing, my boat, no oar
Flowing away under this bridge.

In this light I changed my ways
Stumbling on my lone impotence,
Wayward from the hanging haze
I charged ahead with renewed deference.

It will lead you here
And it will be great
A day without tomorrow.
Skies might be grey
No tears on this path
I won't ask you to follow.


Unearth the worlds in distances
Don't pretend they do exist
Walk among your brothers well
And sing to them your wholesome love.
Fall apart those sediments,
Those illusions of real sentiments
Remember your hand of guidance be
Nothing cold, unknown, no mystery.
I know you.

Illuminate your thread,
Those false weapons you shed
Fly across the depths
Across windswept Everest.
Glow in the dark, glow
Let the only light show
Those that close their eyes
Will see through their meaningless disguise.
Into my mind and theirs.
Into my heart, always
I know you.

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