LikeAnAvalanche
04/01/10, 08:52 AM
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Hemingway loses sense of his words. What's worst is that Beethoven's piano's keys can't unlock a single verse. Da Vinci's easel grows weak and fragile. And then Rembrandt remembered that nothing gold can stay. So they painted their pens, fingers, and easels copper for the day. The Mona Lisa looks on admiring the beauty she's surrounded with.
If Aristotle dove too deep into his mind, would he get lost? What could he find? If he fell in love with metaphysics, it's possible and probable he'd lose all sense of logic. Then him and Mr. Martin Davis, would never get along, and in the eyes of each-other, the other would be wrong. And James Hinton would hate them, resent them and mend them. With his ethics and test his surgical steadiness.
John plays the guitar and writes a song about his country, Jesse falls in love again, this time not with money. Connor's opticals decide to shine, as soon as fools fall for gold. Oh, I'm so abstract, in fact, I can paint a picture, with words and no colors, a family with no brothers. I am a savior, I am golden. I am Alpha, and Omega rests his head on the jewelry you've stolen.
I am numb, I am numb, I am numb, I forget to breath.
This iron lung, this iron lung, this iron lung, keeps saving me.
I am numb, I am numb, I am numb, I forget to breath.
This iron lung, this iron lung, this iron lung, keeps saving me.
I am numb, I am numb, I am numb. I am numb, I am numb, I am numb.
Will you follow me down?
Hemingway loses sense of his words. What's worst is that Beethoven's piano's keys can't unlock a single verse. Da Vinci's easel grows weak and fragile. And then Rembrandt remembered that nothing gold can stay. So they painted their pens, fingers, and easels copper for the day. The Mona Lisa looks on admiring the beauty she's surrounded with.
If Aristotle dove too deep into his mind, would he get lost? What could he find? If he fell in love with metaphysics, it's possible and probable he'd lose all sense of logic. Then him and Mr. Martin Davis, would never get along, and in the eyes of each-other, the other would be wrong. And James Hinton would hate them, resent them and mend them. With his ethics and test his surgical steadiness.
John plays the guitar and writes a song about his country, Jesse falls in love again, this time not with money. Connor's opticals decide to shine, as soon as fools fall for gold. Oh, I'm so abstract, in fact, I can paint a picture, with words and no colors, a family with no brothers. I am a savior, I am golden. I am Alpha, and Omega rests his head on the jewelry you've stolen.
I am numb, I am numb, I am numb, I forget to breath.
This iron lung, this iron lung, this iron lung, keeps saving me.
I am numb, I am numb, I am numb, I forget to breath.
This iron lung, this iron lung, this iron lung, keeps saving me.
I am numb, I am numb, I am numb. I am numb, I am numb, I am numb.
Will you follow me down?