I’ve been
tired physically and now am tired mentally;
And there’s
no one to talk to that will listen
No one to
hear that might understand
Tired and
wretched soul just yearning for a warm heart
To reach out
and grasp so firmly as though it must last
One
thousand, one million years
Sorrow and
joy fill the sky but I cannot!
No, I must
but I cannot hold on to something so inexplicable
So innate in
its beauty that I must, I have to hold on
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Time wasted,
love released onto a cold rock of a heart
It bounces
back day by day, night after night
But then
like a faucet turned open my cold heart pours forth
Water so
pure, so tasteful that one who drinks of it might feel as though
They were
just reborn
But it is in
the death of my rock that I am reborn
The drowning
of it that makes it anew
I have
drowned back to life
(2006)
(2006)
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