thecurerocks182
06/01/08, 12:43 PM
Well, after the criticism of my last piece I felt compelled to re-write the piece with much appreciation to those who took the time to give me feedback. I took into consideration a lot of what was said and so i decided to make a new thread for it so it doesnt confuse others. Anyways, I hope this one is better. I actually sat down and gave it time to work itself out.
From my window I watch them play
It’s been six months of indifference
I can pretend to be content and blissful
But then who am I protecting?
Their eyes all bloated by what they saw
Their tongues are as stiff as my body
And so I fall back into a labyrinth of books
Ones that push me to reclusion
Now, shapes change as the darkness beckons me forward
These sounds
This fever
It is coming for me
These dreams
This storm
It is coming for me
This is the weight of the future
Taught us how to work but not to cope
Because I’m at a lost for if god gave me joy
Then now why aren’t I joyous?
I am a stick sharpened at both ends
I am Dresden before the slaughter
And a head placed under a tap of knowledge
Doesn’t mean it knows what’s best for it
Or anyone for that matter
These sounds
This fever
It is coming for me
These dreams
This storm
It is coming for me
And everything that I love
My greatest fear
Is that I’ll let them down
By losing this war
I think I’m losing the war
This pressure
Warps my head
I don’t mean wrong
I just do wrong
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suggestions are greatly appreciated as I will be recording the vocals possibly next week. Thanks.
From my window I watch them play
It’s been six months of indifference
I can pretend to be content and blissful
But then who am I protecting?
Their eyes all bloated by what they saw
Their tongues are as stiff as my body
And so I fall back into a labyrinth of books
Ones that push me to reclusion
Now, shapes change as the darkness beckons me forward
These sounds
This fever
It is coming for me
These dreams
This storm
It is coming for me
This is the weight of the future
Taught us how to work but not to cope
Because I’m at a lost for if god gave me joy
Then now why aren’t I joyous?
I am a stick sharpened at both ends
I am Dresden before the slaughter
And a head placed under a tap of knowledge
Doesn’t mean it knows what’s best for it
Or anyone for that matter
These sounds
This fever
It is coming for me
These dreams
This storm
It is coming for me
And everything that I love
My greatest fear
Is that I’ll let them down
By losing this war
I think I’m losing the war
This pressure
Warps my head
I don’t mean wrong
I just do wrong
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suggestions are greatly appreciated as I will be recording the vocals possibly next week. Thanks.