Property of myself
 

ok, een vage songtekst van mij ofzo

I am lost in people I don't even know
I 'd like to have an hour of enlightenment
Help death make a word of it
It helps make sense to life
It gives birth to it and helps it face reality
And watch how it grows in time
With time
Repeatedly trying to sink without a boat
But you feel it slumber out of control
It’s like being served as a meal
It’s like nothing that can bleed
I thought it was over
It was just repeating itself
In time I will grow wings and fly away
And the shadows bring it back to life
With millions it consumes our time and helps us face it
But nobody realizes that this time it’s trying to consume us
Not the other way around
And this
This planet loops itself out of control
Giving it a reflection
Being seized while running into it’s arms
And when you know it’s happened you don’t know what happened
Wherever you run thru it’s coming back for more
‘cuz in the warmth of your life you accept that it happens
it’s about being loyal to you and being honest when you say you do
you’d die for it but it grows
you’d
you’d be willing to face the consequences
but in this lost hour of despair ness
you shine upon me like a light no one ever saw before
‘cuz you give me what i need to be myself again
you help me grow out of time
it’s written right over there
writings none to be heard of
‘cuz in this time
time dies with you not consumes you
it helps you grow while you want to stay young
it tries to destroy you while being in rime
while being here and there you’ll always be away
in this phase of mine i try to flush it out of the window
ecstasy made it feel unknown to the past
while love made it feel expressive to the future
try not to think but to love
try not to be anything
try to be yourself in the rage of life it comes with news of your ambition
me i am who you can’t be
in a moment of reality there are no men
there only are animals we call men

geschreven terwijl ik me vrij wasig voelde, maarja zo voel ik me altijd als ik een tekst schrijf:P