The 2nd in the series
I send my dreams up to the shoulders of the sky
and watch them go up like smoke to where they belong.
I thought I saw something fall like a refugee,
but there?s trash alive everywhere anyway.
I was wrong about reality,
so I watched TV to remind myself
what it is I need to believe.
I gave what I wanted to receive.
I kept what I wanted to leave.
And I can still hear echoes climbing in my head.
I can still hear me making up the rest of it;
making up for what I can fix,
making up what I can?t.
The way you move is like a love song,
but no one really believes that kind of thing anymore.
(I could never find the words, so I made it up.)
Something?s sleeping inside,
and all dreams are dreams of awakening.
Slide in just to push me to an eternity of reckoning.
Longevity is just reckoning,
and crying and entering something else.
I gave what I needed for myself.
I kept what I know I should have left.
And I can still hear echoes climbing in my head.
I can still hear me making up the rest of it;
making up for what I can fix,
making up what I can?t.
This, too, will pass like....interest.
Everything is echoes,
reflections in different lights that remind several times
what you need to see.
There was something magic,
but I never said it.
I want something I?ve never seen,
I want ?a little too late.?
I give what I should keep.
I still wear what I don?t need.
And I can still hear echoes climbing in my head.
I can still hear me making up the rest of it;
making up for what I can fix,
making up what I can?t.
I?ve seen ghosts enter the bodies of the living
like a shadow fucking a form.
You can?t say we haven?t changed.
Who is more defined-- the man or the shape of man?
The shadow or the man?
I guess it depends on at whose hands.
I?ve tasted both and believe
a king is no more than a man.
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~*Mona*~ Secretary of Scandalization
97% compatible with Bono
Love me, give me soul.
"For the good of the nation, you must defile Bono!" ~Echo~
"Get me the Bean Giant!" ~Houdini~
I send my dreams up to the shoulders of the sky
and watch them go up like smoke to where they belong.
I thought I saw something fall like a refugee,
but there?s trash alive everywhere anyway.
I was wrong about reality,
so I watched TV to remind myself
what it is I need to believe.
I gave what I wanted to receive.
I kept what I wanted to leave.
And I can still hear echoes climbing in my head.
I can still hear me making up the rest of it;
making up for what I can fix,
making up what I can?t.
The way you move is like a love song,
but no one really believes that kind of thing anymore.
(I could never find the words, so I made it up.)
Something?s sleeping inside,
and all dreams are dreams of awakening.
Slide in just to push me to an eternity of reckoning.
Longevity is just reckoning,
and crying and entering something else.
I gave what I needed for myself.
I kept what I know I should have left.
And I can still hear echoes climbing in my head.
I can still hear me making up the rest of it;
making up for what I can fix,
making up what I can?t.
This, too, will pass like....interest.
Everything is echoes,
reflections in different lights that remind several times
what you need to see.
There was something magic,
but I never said it.
I want something I?ve never seen,
I want ?a little too late.?
I give what I should keep.
I still wear what I don?t need.
And I can still hear echoes climbing in my head.
I can still hear me making up the rest of it;
making up for what I can fix,
making up what I can?t.
I?ve seen ghosts enter the bodies of the living
like a shadow fucking a form.
You can?t say we haven?t changed.
Who is more defined-- the man or the shape of man?
The shadow or the man?
I guess it depends on at whose hands.
I?ve tasted both and believe
a king is no more than a man.
------------------
~*Mona*~ Secretary of Scandalization
97% compatible with Bono
Love me, give me soul.
"For the good of the nation, you must defile Bono!" ~Echo~
"Get me the Bean Giant!" ~Houdini~
