A Lyrical Interlude
Nov. 11th, 2010 07:43 pmSensed but unheard,
as the curtain softly stirs.
It is not just a memory.
But it lives and breathes:
watching over you
whilst you sleep.
Kneeling beside you when you weep.
Hey,
don’t be afraid.
Don’t try to run away.
Because pain
can be your friend
as it explains...
The answers
to your questions;
consoles you
in blue reflections;
listens to
your soul’s confessions;
and leads you
in new directions.
So open your heart again
and feel the walls dissolve.
Something’s whispering to you:
"It’s time to let go."
Because the only thing that stays the same
is that everything must change.
Everything must change.
Hey,
embrace your pain.
You cannot run away.
And pain
can be your friend
as it explains...
The answers
to your questions;
consoles you
in blue reflections;
listens to
your soul’s confessions;
and leads you
in new directions.
And all the while
that you were waiting
for love
to keep
the light
from waning--
It’s pain
that stops the heart
from hating;
that cures the mind
of hesitating;
that helps the soul
in separating
from everything
that it’s been blaming.
And
everything’s
changing.
"Phantom Walls," The The
as the curtain softly stirs.
It is not just a memory.
But it lives and breathes:
watching over you
whilst you sleep.
Kneeling beside you when you weep.
Hey,
don’t be afraid.
Don’t try to run away.
Because pain
can be your friend
as it explains...
The answers
to your questions;
consoles you
in blue reflections;
listens to
your soul’s confessions;
and leads you
in new directions.
So open your heart again
and feel the walls dissolve.
Something’s whispering to you:
"It’s time to let go."
Because the only thing that stays the same
is that everything must change.
Everything must change.
Hey,
embrace your pain.
You cannot run away.
And pain
can be your friend
as it explains...
The answers
to your questions;
consoles you
in blue reflections;
listens to
your soul’s confessions;
and leads you
in new directions.
And all the while
that you were waiting
for love
to keep
the light
from waning--
It’s pain
that stops the heart
from hating;
that cures the mind
of hesitating;
that helps the soul
in separating
from everything
that it’s been blaming.
And
everything’s
changing.
"Phantom Walls," The The