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The Madman, "Yes, three days, three centuries, three aeons. Strange they would always weigh and measure. It is always a sundial and a pair of scales."

Saturday, July 31, 2010

BREAKING UP




Look where we are going

Hand in hand.

The last time we spoke

When the directions

Vanished.



Are your fingers cold?

Or mine too hot?

But what do we care,

The road must be laid

First!



There are beggars if we go this way,

And thugs this way.

Where were the angels again?

Will you lead me?

Will I ask?



The wind picks up

And blows the dirt away.

We aren’t exactly shining,

Are we, sunshine?



And finally when the path seemed right,

I realized that

You weren’t.

Did it hurt me

When your heart didn’t exactly shatter?

I wonder.

MAINTENANCE MAN



Sitting beside a broken fan

He gave me a smile

The maintenance man



And I laid bare my list

Of things that needed to be fixed



Oh!

Can you mend my broken heart?

Can you fix my leaking eyes?

Can you make me think straight?

Can you give me back my smile?



Can you make the world see again?

Can you replace all that I’ve lost?

Can you give my life back its shine?

Can you tell me what it will cost?



With a tilt of his head,

He smiled at me.

He wiped his hands

And then he said



See,

What you need is to trust again.

Give up the habit of self-pity.

Look ahead and not behind.

And smiling will be ever so easy.



The world is made of people like you.

Wanting love without wanting to give.

You dull your life with yesterday’s dust.

All you need to do is forget and forgive.



I shook his hand

And turned around.

I wasn’t lost

I had just found out.



My next step was

The beginning of a new life

And I was gonna do it

With a big bright smile…

HURTLING ON



After 20 drops of blood

Had leaked from my eye,

I gave one last shot

At checking my ambitious flight.



When you stand on the opponent’s side,

Pitching against yourself,

Do you think you can

Make it through and move ahead?



A tiny pause and a li’l sunshine,

Not through the window

But one that comes from inside,

Lets you see how you’re ruined.

Self destruction is pulling you on

And you have to keep moving.



What this distance makes me feel

How I wish you knew.

It makes me hate me

More than you do.



Ripping apart this cloud of pride

Has made the acid rain down.

It’s a filthy new world of decay

Within me and all around.



A tiny pause and a li’l sunshine,

Not through the window

But one that comes from inside,

Lets you see how you’re ruined.

Self destruction is pulling you on

And you have to keep moving.



The further you reach

The clearer you see,

When the lights are out

There’s no turning around,

When you go for the sky

There’s never a finishing line,

But it took me 20 drops of blood

To realize that victory is just not enough.