Let’s be meaningless together
Let’s walk for miles with no particular destination
I have a moment to share with you
It’s short and brief, but I will allow you to have some of its time
If you like
Let’s be meaningless together
Let’s be irresponsible, as if what we do tonight has no effect on tomorrow
I know it’s immature
But for right now allow me to yours
You can be his the day after
Give your life to him
But allow me to hold your heart
I’m ready to start…when you are
Which star do you want
I know we can’t reach them all, but let’s reach for at least one and pretend that it’s close enough to be touched
Let’s jump from this building and fly for this moment
I know we’re falling baby
But before we touch the pavement
Let’s hold hands and say it’s just a mere glide through the sky’s breeze
Let’s say that we found something others can’t
Let’s believe…that for that moment we can fly
Before we die
Let’s be meaningless together
Just you and I…
-Cash
Friday, September 9, 2011
"The Devil and I"
How does he always manage to find me
How is that he knows my every step
I thought I lost him in the last chase
But again here he is….looking at me
Each time he visits he has this smirk that’s permanently attach to his face
I hate it
I hate him
How does he always manage to find me
I just want to be alone sometime
He never helps with these tears
They roll down the sides of my face and find a home deep beneath ruffles of my carpet
Seems like if he was friend he would catch one or two of them
My tears that is
But yet again, he doesn’t
How does he always manage to find me
I remember asking “why are you here
What’s your purpose”…and he just…smirked, again
I searched for God and he never came to my rescue
He told me that God had made a ridicule of me
That I was used as an example of the things heaven no longer allowed
He said to me that he would be here for me now,
Close and near
That the Lord was too distant for me to reach
But I know if I search for God he would leave
It’s complicated ….I mean
Either I can’t see the forest through hell’s trees
Or something inside me enjoys the devil’s company
He’s here again
I have to go…
Maybe his stay won’t be as long as his last visit
Maybe….
-Cash
How is that he knows my every step
I thought I lost him in the last chase
But again here he is….looking at me
Each time he visits he has this smirk that’s permanently attach to his face
I hate it
I hate him
How does he always manage to find me
I just want to be alone sometime
He never helps with these tears
They roll down the sides of my face and find a home deep beneath ruffles of my carpet
Seems like if he was friend he would catch one or two of them
My tears that is
But yet again, he doesn’t
How does he always manage to find me
I remember asking “why are you here
What’s your purpose”…and he just…smirked, again
I searched for God and he never came to my rescue
He told me that God had made a ridicule of me
That I was used as an example of the things heaven no longer allowed
He said to me that he would be here for me now,
Close and near
That the Lord was too distant for me to reach
But I know if I search for God he would leave
It’s complicated ….I mean
Either I can’t see the forest through hell’s trees
Or something inside me enjoys the devil’s company
He’s here again
I have to go…
Maybe his stay won’t be as long as his last visit
Maybe….
-Cash
"The conversation between us that we never had"
I wish that I knew more about you
Then each word and each sentence would make sense again
I could say to you …”remember?”
Words like “we use to” would have history
But it’s just me
Myself and these distant memories of you that never existed
Isn’t it odd that we separate ourselves from imagination only
To travel back to reality
How can it be or seem so real in the attics of my mind
That we once shared a ….time
But we didn’t did we
I wish I knew more about you
Then each word and each sentence would make sense again
I could say to you …”thank you”
Thank you for pleasing me again the night before
With your touch, kiss, or …your … taste
I could say thank you for softly whispering my name from the moan of your voice
That I can still feel the sweat that dripped from your forehead
That I can still see the slight frown on your face that said “it’s pain but it pleases me…”
But that’s just me
Myself and this imagination of mine
The distant memories that never existed
In the attics of my mind that wants to believe we shared a… time
But we didn’t did we
And I don’t know you
The most I know of you is the beautiful smile your face wears that I’ve seen only twice
So I can’t speak my mind
I can’t share with you the thoughts in my head
I can only wave as you walk pass
Stare at you slightly
And say hello instead…
-Cash
Then each word and each sentence would make sense again
I could say to you …”remember?”
Words like “we use to” would have history
But it’s just me
Myself and these distant memories of you that never existed
Isn’t it odd that we separate ourselves from imagination only
To travel back to reality
How can it be or seem so real in the attics of my mind
That we once shared a ….time
But we didn’t did we
I wish I knew more about you
Then each word and each sentence would make sense again
I could say to you …”thank you”
Thank you for pleasing me again the night before
With your touch, kiss, or …your … taste
I could say thank you for softly whispering my name from the moan of your voice
That I can still feel the sweat that dripped from your forehead
That I can still see the slight frown on your face that said “it’s pain but it pleases me…”
But that’s just me
Myself and this imagination of mine
The distant memories that never existed
In the attics of my mind that wants to believe we shared a… time
But we didn’t did we
And I don’t know you
The most I know of you is the beautiful smile your face wears that I’ve seen only twice
So I can’t speak my mind
I can’t share with you the thoughts in my head
I can only wave as you walk pass
Stare at you slightly
And say hello instead…
-Cash
"The dirt beneath my nails"
I touched your heart without washing my hands first
It was still dirt beneath my nails and I paid no attention to it
There was sweat on my palms from the day before
The last time I touched your… heart
I begin to become nervous and bit the ragged edges on these bitter hang nails the hung from my cuticles
The skin of my fingers had begun to peel and look torn
The last time I touched your… heart
And luckily it still beats, but not at its best
The filth of my hands have caused it to skip
To flutter
To not pump blood through your veins the way it should
It’s become infected and I let it rip and grow sore
The last time I touched your… heart
My hands should have been clean
I should had been more responsible
This is the organ that determines if you live
If anybody knows, I’m the one person who has seen
How fragile your heart truly is
It’s too far damaged to be cured
And I could attempt to correct my faults, but the truth is
God has ran short on miracles for me
I can’t repair what I’ve broken
It would only be more wasted time
So I’ll do away with the heart you gave me
And try my best to replace it with mine.
-Cash
It was still dirt beneath my nails and I paid no attention to it
There was sweat on my palms from the day before
The last time I touched your… heart
I begin to become nervous and bit the ragged edges on these bitter hang nails the hung from my cuticles
The skin of my fingers had begun to peel and look torn
The last time I touched your… heart
And luckily it still beats, but not at its best
The filth of my hands have caused it to skip
To flutter
To not pump blood through your veins the way it should
It’s become infected and I let it rip and grow sore
The last time I touched your… heart
My hands should have been clean
I should had been more responsible
This is the organ that determines if you live
If anybody knows, I’m the one person who has seen
How fragile your heart truly is
It’s too far damaged to be cured
And I could attempt to correct my faults, but the truth is
God has ran short on miracles for me
I can’t repair what I’ve broken
It would only be more wasted time
So I’ll do away with the heart you gave me
And try my best to replace it with mine.
-Cash
"Life Was"
They escape Earth and left the two of us behind
Unfortunately it wasn’t enough room for our hearts in Heaven
Being that our fear has limits, we’re too afraid to walk through Hell
We’re intelligent
But on this new Earth our intelligence only makes us the most fortunate of the unfortunates
Surprisingly we aren’t lost, we know exactly where we are
We are stranded in the middle of nowhere on a planet that has now become unfamiliar to our memories
The only thing I have grown to familiarize myself with is you
And it’s funny because my box of memories was vandalized
My pains and hatred tilted my box while it was open
They held it from the rooftops of mountains and watched each memory dance in the wind as it vanished forever
But your kiss reminds me of the midst in the air before the downpour of a rainstorm
The way the sky stands still in silence and waits is exactly what my heart does seconds before your lips touch mine
Your eyes are the only thing that reminds me of what life was when it was in the presence of innocence
You’re…. everything ….. my world once was
And I need you to remind me of the person I still am
It’s just you and I
Because the rest escape Earth leaving us behind
It wasn’t enough room in Heaven for hearts the size of ours
And we’re too afraid to walk through Hell
So I need you next to me tonight
If not to make love
Then to act as my artificial Paradise.
-Cash
Unfortunately it wasn’t enough room for our hearts in Heaven
Being that our fear has limits, we’re too afraid to walk through Hell
We’re intelligent
But on this new Earth our intelligence only makes us the most fortunate of the unfortunates
Surprisingly we aren’t lost, we know exactly where we are
We are stranded in the middle of nowhere on a planet that has now become unfamiliar to our memories
The only thing I have grown to familiarize myself with is you
And it’s funny because my box of memories was vandalized
My pains and hatred tilted my box while it was open
They held it from the rooftops of mountains and watched each memory dance in the wind as it vanished forever
But your kiss reminds me of the midst in the air before the downpour of a rainstorm
The way the sky stands still in silence and waits is exactly what my heart does seconds before your lips touch mine
Your eyes are the only thing that reminds me of what life was when it was in the presence of innocence
You’re…. everything ….. my world once was
And I need you to remind me of the person I still am
It’s just you and I
Because the rest escape Earth leaving us behind
It wasn’t enough room in Heaven for hearts the size of ours
And we’re too afraid to walk through Hell
So I need you next to me tonight
If not to make love
Then to act as my artificial Paradise.
-Cash
"One grain of sand"
What exactly does love feel like
Where is it that you fall from when you land in it
Or better yet, where is that you actually land
Is it this huge pillow with butterflies and smiling cats and trees that smell like perfume
I assume it is, or something close to it
I hope it’s….wait, maybe it’s not a place but an action
Similar to passion or joy and peace
To be honest I have no idea what, where, or who love is
I just know it’s close to me, or I’m close to it
When I’m next to her I can’t breath
It seems like my lungs have given up
Or my heart is afraid that if beats to loud it may disturb the chances of my ears listening to how beautiful the sound of her laugh is
Time begins to stop and the world refuses to spin
So our 20 minutes alone could last the average human an eternity
It physically hurts me when she’s not near me
Sometimes when I’m alone…I stand outside whispering her name in hopes that she’ll clearly hear me
So, ….is that love or just stupidity on my part
Because my heart keeps telling me it is
But I’m not sure if it’s correct
I don’t know exactly where it’s at
I’m unaware of the cliff I should stand or jump from in order to land in it
So….
I won’t say that I love her
I won’t say that I don’t
Only because the definition of love
Is a definition that I don’t know…
-Cash
Where is it that you fall from when you land in it
Or better yet, where is that you actually land
Is it this huge pillow with butterflies and smiling cats and trees that smell like perfume
I assume it is, or something close to it
I hope it’s….wait, maybe it’s not a place but an action
Similar to passion or joy and peace
To be honest I have no idea what, where, or who love is
I just know it’s close to me, or I’m close to it
When I’m next to her I can’t breath
It seems like my lungs have given up
Or my heart is afraid that if beats to loud it may disturb the chances of my ears listening to how beautiful the sound of her laugh is
Time begins to stop and the world refuses to spin
So our 20 minutes alone could last the average human an eternity
It physically hurts me when she’s not near me
Sometimes when I’m alone…I stand outside whispering her name in hopes that she’ll clearly hear me
So, ….is that love or just stupidity on my part
Because my heart keeps telling me it is
But I’m not sure if it’s correct
I don’t know exactly where it’s at
I’m unaware of the cliff I should stand or jump from in order to land in it
So….
I won’t say that I love her
I won’t say that I don’t
Only because the definition of love
Is a definition that I don’t know…
-Cash
"Spot in the sky"
Don’t mind me, please
Pay me no attention, listen I know what it looks like to you
I’m almost sure it appears
That I’m only standing here for no apparent reason at all
Actually I’m more than sure you’ve asked yourself “why is he just standing there, drenched and soaked from the rain?
And I can’t tell if those are tears or if the rain has begun to over flood the floors of his eyes.
Is that guys neck okay? Because he has been standing there starring at the sky for hours now.”
Yeah, I know. I know what it looks like
But I’m waiting for God
I’m waiting for him to open the sky for me
I’ve been trying to reach it for years
But…well…the…the problem is, I don’t have enough imagination to fly
Amongst giants I was born as a peon so I’m too short to touch his clouds
Yet as small as I am my burdens weigh on me. I’m too heavy to walk on thin air
Yeah
I know what it looks like
I know that it may appear
As if I’m just standing here
But today I’m waiting for God
I’m waiting for him to open the sky
I want to be here when he notices that he left a soul behind.
-Cash
Pay me no attention, listen I know what it looks like to you
I’m almost sure it appears
That I’m only standing here for no apparent reason at all
Actually I’m more than sure you’ve asked yourself “why is he just standing there, drenched and soaked from the rain?
And I can’t tell if those are tears or if the rain has begun to over flood the floors of his eyes.
Is that guys neck okay? Because he has been standing there starring at the sky for hours now.”
Yeah, I know. I know what it looks like
But I’m waiting for God
I’m waiting for him to open the sky for me
I’ve been trying to reach it for years
But…well…the…the problem is, I don’t have enough imagination to fly
Amongst giants I was born as a peon so I’m too short to touch his clouds
Yet as small as I am my burdens weigh on me. I’m too heavy to walk on thin air
Yeah
I know what it looks like
I know that it may appear
As if I’m just standing here
But today I’m waiting for God
I’m waiting for him to open the sky
I want to be here when he notices that he left a soul behind.
-Cash
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