confessions of a dog soldier

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

secrets

let me whisper to you a language you can hear
only when you are in love

let me share with you a melody bound by whipers,
only when you are alone

let me show you a picture painted by a beautiful spectre
who comes when you are in love

allow me to gently stroke your hair so smooth
so that i can share with you my soul screaming

please
please
please

listen when the silence befriends you
so he may share with you his song of romance

so here we are
we have come this far

and stones and pebbles
and dirt and grime
and pain and hypocrisy
but lest the essence of why we are even here

i want to hold your hand forever
i need to hear your empty whispers
i tried to be your silver sword
but alas i am but only a squier to you

i shall not but let you seek your solace
in your space full of questions
and expectations
and your fantasy perfections

whisper to me even just once
the secrets of your restless spirits
that made you dance
forever in your mind

i want to take you away
from the world and all its pain

so that we may embrace each other
in the colours so faint

but lest we part
and lest we cry
when we are two hearts
swallowed by the sky

what ever it is
it will always be you and i

- som'oka reviliel the abandoned space cowboy

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

kryptonite

I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind
I left my body lying somewhereIn the sands of times
But I watched the world go to the dark side of the moon
I feel there's nothing I can do, yeah

I watched the world go to the dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be something to do with you
I really don’t mind what happens now and then
As long as you’ll be my friend at the end

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I’m alive and well, will you be there a-holding my hand?
I’ll keep you by my side with my superhuman might
Kryptonite

You called me strong, you called me weak, but still your secrets I will keep
You took for granted all the times I never let you down
You stumbled in and bumped your head, if not for me then you'd be dead
I picked you up and put you back on solid ground

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I’m alive and well, will you be there a-holding my hand?
I’ll keep you by my side with my superhuman might
Kryptonite

- Brad Arnold, 3 Doors Down