Tuesday 7th November 2006...01:03

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This feels good
To think that I missed out
On hiding from my head
A different mood
This isn’t something I’m used to
But it helps me forget

I just feel
I’m looking down on me
Problems seem to fade from view
Nothing is real
A different philosophy
My power of thought grew

It all seems clear
I can see the world from here
It’s all making perfect sense
There is no fear
Enlightenment is near
The world bears a sad countenance

I feel the pain
I understand the grief
I’m sharing scars with humanity
The cold, cold rain
Showering my belief
I’m questioning my sanity

SOLO 1

Where am I?
These walls used to be
Bigger than this, I’m sure
I don’t remember
The walls being this green
Don’t want to be here any more

What did I say?
I dreamt I was far away
It was a desolate, pain-ridden place
I cannot stay
I can’t remember yesterday
I’m overwhelmed by my disgrace

SOLO 2

Here I am
Ready for another course
I want to get away from my life
It’s a sham
In tragedy it’s a tour de force
Need to get away from daily strife

SOLO 3

To the end
Good while it lasted
But it was just means of escape
My friend
Just a sticking plaster
For the weeping, sobbing wounds agape

It was fun
The feeling of cold, cold rain
Chill my nerves down to the core
Now it’s done
I don’t feel the pain
I don’t feel anything anymore

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