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Invisible life,
Sunday, November 8, 2009 || 8:54 PM Whenever you're close to me I feel a trembling inside. And then you approached me that day, suddenly a piece of mind. But I don't want to leave. I'm not worthy of this higher being in the life. I'm truly, holy, but I know I'm confined to this ground. Invisible life. Whenever the rush recedes, my reality melts away. I'm turning on the TV screen. It appears we're all ok. But I don't want to leave. I'm not worthy of this higher being in the life. I'm truly holy, but I know, I'm confined to this ground. Cause I can hear this humble silence creeping to my house. I know it feels like coming home. But I can't go this time. I'm taking my own chances to find truth between the lies. Its kinda like just what it is. So I've got to try. Cause I can hear this humble silence creeping in your house. I know it feels like coming home. But I can't go this time. I'm not worthy of this highness, feeling in the life. I'm truly holy, but I know I'm confined to this ground. Cause I can hear this humble silence creeping to my house. I know it feels like coming home. But I can't go this time. Invisible life. |
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