Thursday, May 7, 2009

Razor Burn And Mirrored Roads 02/25/88

I've seen it all but ain't seen nothing yet
I've been swinging around without a safety net
They more tired my eyes - the more they see
All they view is things that can never be
What do I know about love so grand?
Tears are the cleansers to wash my hands

Fuck that garbage that I just inscribed
It doesn't make sense and it's all contrived
I've had a tough time but I know you have too
And my self-pity will never help you

I've seen nothing and I've seen the whole
I see that heart of mine that she stole
Razor burn and a quick look at the glass
To see you behind me approaching fast
Anger in your eyes and hatred in your voice
I keep my eyes on myself coz you give me no choice
I want to SCREAM as loud as I can
You saw that in me so you turned and ran
I'm so sick of rhyming, I can't even start
To tell you how dumb it makes me feel
You ever walk down a street and feel like IT was
Taking YOU somewhere? Coz I do and I hate it.
It makes me feel like a dog.
The road that is paved with mirrors
Makes for a four-dimensional walk
But you're always stepping on yourself
And it looks like you're standing in mid-air
And it feels like you're in a constant state
Of falling while walking and being in a vacuum
But they don't pave roads with mirrors because
When you sand it in winter it would
Eat away the mirror and who knows
What is underneath
A salted mirrored road
It could be ANYTHING.
It MIGHT be nothing.

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