about
When we give up the lesser parts of ourselves, how much is left?
lyrics
I want to write realistic fiction. I want to sing poetic truth, not just for the metaphors, so here it goes. I want to run away. I want to get up the guts to get up and go, not dwell in a cracking dream, so here it goes.
Honestly, I'm trying, but where I've succeeded I'm outlined with dots that aren't even needed. There's nothing that's bound within that I hold dear, for when I try to mend, I tend to disappear.
I want to solve your logic puzzle. I want to live like Herman Hesse says, not without the risks like this, so here it goes. I want to absorb a waterfall. I want my skin to prune with dew, not remain unscarred from rain, so here it goes.
Honestly, I'm trying, but where I've succeeded I'm outlined with dots that aren't even needed. There's nothing that's bound within that I hold dear, for when I try to mend, I tend to disappear.
When I try to grow, I mess up so, I shrink below. When I give up fear, I disappear, I disappear.
I want to read my Archie comics. I want to laugh at tricky trays, not live pristine Pallas Athene, so here it goes. I want to share my stories with you. I want to make you laugh sometimes, not explicate my expletives, so here it goes.
Honestly, I'm trying, but where I've succeeded I'm outlined with dots that aren't even needed. There's nothing that's bound within that I hold dear, for when I try to mend, I tend to disappear.
When I try to grow, I mess up so, I shrink below. When I give up fear, I disappear, I disappear. So here it goes, I'll give a try. So here I go, so say goodbye 'cause as it goes, so do I. So do I, until I'm gone.
credits
from
Turn to the Left,
released November 20, 2006
Rob Ash got me to laugh at tricky trays. Thank you!
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