I long to run away into the unknown
Without losing my soul
Aren\'t we all simple brats
In a wounded world?
I wonder if I can tame my words
For the taming of the shrew is lost;
Bury me not in your forum of frantics!
Do me not vile unto you...
Well, do you want to bury me
Or do you want to see my ghost?
There are too many movies I can see
That master the marvelous moments of a girl
Resuscitating her own life...
Oh give me the strife!
For the strife is worth my honor
God\'s shadow is not a shadow...it is the breath of life!
Meditation releases all fears,
Am I even hungry for somebody\'s tears?
Open up a letter
And see how it feels,
For there are buildings that cry on their own...
Imagine the sun cracking the ceilings
Imagine the windows revolting
Imagine the people screaming
Because they don\'t have no life;
For my heart is a heart of feelings
Imagine me emotionless
I can feel the power of rage moving on!
Open up the letter
And see how it fits,
Does it fit the verity of your soul?
And does your soul have a skull
That cracks in the midst of sovereignty?
Oh the mass and the mighty!
And rain defines love, for love is wet
It drowns the obscurities of one\'s heart
Because the heart is fragile anyway...
And anyway I am fallen...
A fallen beast onshore
And I cannot be meek anymore!
For the meekness in me is soft
And I drink coffee, for coffee is me
And I stay up all the while
Resuscitating my heart.