Chiefgango
11/30/08, 06:47 AM
I - Autumn Thoughts
I hadn't changed at all
When I saw the city
Where wonderous lights and sounds
Floated in unity
And yet I knew what this was
Not yet a burning
But a longing
For matters unexplained
Untold, undiscoverd
I fell in love with the city
Where wonderous lights and sounds
Floated in unity
II - Concerning The Order of The Bookshelves
When the trail of romance flows
Up to the break in the fountain
As knowledge screams out
Onto a world of true crime
That's when the mind wonders
What kind of kinship could be formed?
When eyes meet across empty shelves
When the flicker of knowledge keeps the fire alive
Who could have planned it?
Who would have thought that
The need, the longing, the love
Could be owned by position, by fate?
And what about me?
Am I a victim of the hand dealt
To a passing samaritan?
Or will I read alone, condemned to my own thoughts?
III - Further Reading
He said 'To be or not to be'
As if it were that simple
He said 'To die, to sleep'
As if there were no other options
What options do we have once we've crossed the road?
What roads are left when we've chosen our options?
I chose my path not a minute too soon
But learned it was wrong an hour too late
He said the everlasting 'fixed his canon against self-slaughter'
What a beautiful dilemma
IV - Me+You+Coffeshop=?
To stand in line
Is to fall in line
To follow the path
Is to lose track of what's important
But I am a sucker
I fall back down my own line
I follow my own path
That leads only to heartache
And at the end
Have I found what's important?
Or have I shot again
And failed to block my own bullet?
V - Upon Leaving
I had changed forever
When I left the city
Where dirty streets
Flattened their own dreams
I never knew what this was
A broken dream
Or a sudden realisation
Of matters unexplored
Undiscovered, unrevealed
I had my heart broken by the city
Where dirty streets
Flattened their own dreams
I hadn't changed at all
When I saw the city
Where wonderous lights and sounds
Floated in unity
And yet I knew what this was
Not yet a burning
But a longing
For matters unexplained
Untold, undiscoverd
I fell in love with the city
Where wonderous lights and sounds
Floated in unity
II - Concerning The Order of The Bookshelves
When the trail of romance flows
Up to the break in the fountain
As knowledge screams out
Onto a world of true crime
That's when the mind wonders
What kind of kinship could be formed?
When eyes meet across empty shelves
When the flicker of knowledge keeps the fire alive
Who could have planned it?
Who would have thought that
The need, the longing, the love
Could be owned by position, by fate?
And what about me?
Am I a victim of the hand dealt
To a passing samaritan?
Or will I read alone, condemned to my own thoughts?
III - Further Reading
He said 'To be or not to be'
As if it were that simple
He said 'To die, to sleep'
As if there were no other options
What options do we have once we've crossed the road?
What roads are left when we've chosen our options?
I chose my path not a minute too soon
But learned it was wrong an hour too late
He said the everlasting 'fixed his canon against self-slaughter'
What a beautiful dilemma
IV - Me+You+Coffeshop=?
To stand in line
Is to fall in line
To follow the path
Is to lose track of what's important
But I am a sucker
I fall back down my own line
I follow my own path
That leads only to heartache
And at the end
Have I found what's important?
Or have I shot again
And failed to block my own bullet?
V - Upon Leaving
I had changed forever
When I left the city
Where dirty streets
Flattened their own dreams
I never knew what this was
A broken dream
Or a sudden realisation
Of matters unexplored
Undiscovered, unrevealed
I had my heart broken by the city
Where dirty streets
Flattened their own dreams