Monday, December 17, 2007

The Low Man....

These words keep ringing in my head... They stay on like a scar in my brain,, like and incureable virus in blood...

'Love aint easy to find,
but what you
have you aint gratefull'


Haih..... Was I being selfish? Was Iwrong or was I right?

Questions & questions...


'My eyes seek reality,
My fingers seek my veins,
There's a dog at your back step.
He must come in from the rain.
I fall 'cause I let go.
The net below has right away.
So my eyes seek reality.
And my fingers seek my veins.
The trash fire is warm.
But nowhere safe from the storm
And I can't bare to see
What I've let me be
So wicked and worn
So as I write to you
Of what is done and to do
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man'cause low man is due
Please forgive me
My eyes seek reality
My fingers feel for flame
Touch clean with a dirty hand
I touched the clean to the waste
The trash fire is warm
But nowhere safe from the storm
And I can't bare to seeWhat I've let me be
So wicked and worn
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man'cause low man is due
Please forgive me
Please forgive me
Please forgive me
So low the sky is all I see
All I want from you is forgive me
So you bring this poor dog in from the rain
Though he just wants right back out again
So I cry to the alley way
Confess all to the rain
But I lie, lie straight to the mirror
One I've broken to match my face
The trash fire is warm
But nowhere safe from the storm
And I can't bare to seeWhat I've let me be
So wicked and worn
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man'cause low man is due
Please forgive me
Please forgive me
My eyes seek reality
My fingers seek my veins'
Maybe we should not look for the logic or reason in things, but instead just let it happen....