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Joe's Ancient Jottings ([personal profile] acroyear) wrote2004-03-07 02:21 am

She was in a state of trauma, unable to speak...

Staring out over the bridge
A million photo flashes from the water down below

You drink it in and marvel at it all
But you never really figure it out
...
The cold war's gone
But those bastards'll find us another one
...
Not believing the leaders, the media that feed us
Living with the big lie

you're damned if you'll give them the satisfaction of you going back
You'd freeze to death before you'd share a roof with them
And you'd starve before you'd let him get his hands on you again

Someone must have missed her by now

Tell me I'm mad
You're a fine one to decide

Roll me up and breathe me in

I appreciate your concern
But don't waste your time on me

It makes you suffer and it makes you cry
But it's all worthwhile

It makes you humble and it makes you crawl

It makes you tremble and it makes you fall
But it's all worthwhile

I look down upon myself and watch my movements
A blind eye sees the fragile vandalised

The hollow and the lonely. Listen to them.

I could be anywhere right now
If I only had the nerve to leave this house

When you look into the mirror
Do you see a face you hardly recognise?

So he tried
In his own way
To find the heart
Of the tight-packed rose

Waiting to be recognised
Quiet applause will do
...
Why did you hurt the very one
That you should have protected?
...
Icarus would know
A mountain isn't far to fall

Like a bright new morning
Like a bright new day
I woke up from a deep sleep
I woke up from a bad dream

To a brand new morning
To a brand new day
Like the whole world has been made again