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Come a little bit closer, hear what I have to say,
Like little children sleeping, we can dream this night away.
[paint splatters covering the walls]
[shattered china tea cups]
[empty carousels]
[repeat after me: i am free]
[kissing without a sound]
[he loves me not's]
[and the record twirling round and round]
There is a full moon rising, so let's go dancing in the light,
We know where the music's playing, let's go out and feel the night.
Like little children sleeping, we can dream this night away.
[paint splatters covering the walls]
[shattered china tea cups]
[empty carousels]
[repeat after me: i am free]
[kissing without a sound]
[he loves me not's]
[and the record twirling round and round]
There is a full moon rising, so let's go dancing in the light,
We know where the music's playing, let's go out and feel the night.
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Sleepless Nights
My bloodshot eyes are stained with black, circled by dark rings of sleepless nights and smudged ink. I have a permanent headache, my mind singing bloody hymns with battered rhythm and broken voice; my failing vision clouded by smoke and cracked glass.
Words leak out of my skull, seeping like black tar; they burn my skin like the sting of elusive flames. I have broken promises tattooed on my chest.
And this is how it feels to have your imagination chained to your heart.
I lower my ink-stained hand to ravaged paper, and words trickle out of my veins.
The man looks up through shadow-filled lash
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a s k y o u t o f o l d
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read-
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Awake
It's right there on my face...
The things I've seen,
Memories, all unerased...
Dreams and screams,
So real that I can taste...
Each and every one...
Sometimes I feel lost,
Sometimes...I feel so used,
Sometimes it's like I'm looking at a map,
That's empty, it has no clues
And even though I can see,
The world as it spins around me,
I don't see the people,
I only see symptoms of the disease
And so I...open my eyes...
And breathe
I am awake!
I am alive!
Every breath I take,
Fuels that which drives!
I am awake!
I am alive!
I raise my voice so high,
So I can take on the night!
(Awake...and alive)
It's right there in my eyes
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are the phrases in the middle a distraction from the original flow? are the rhymes forced?
are the phrases in the middle a distraction from the original flow? are the rhymes forced?
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distraction, i dunno, but they definitely fit there. you need them.
no, they arent. they seem like some old lullaby, something less personal or maybe more personal, depending on how you look at it, and the phrases in the middle tell the story.
no, they arent. they seem like some old lullaby, something less personal or maybe more personal, depending on how you look at it, and the phrases in the middle tell the story.