these are the days
[feb 14 2006, 17:03]
these are the days when it all breaks.
the feeble walls i carefully constructed all around me start to crumble. every bit of concrete suddenly loses its stability, the ability to hold everything around it. and when the walls tumble, they hit me, my feet, my head, every inch of my body, but because of a physical phenomenon yet to be discovered, they hit my heart harder than anything else. and that impact drives the salty water of the seas into my eyes and driving it back only works for so much time.
but what can you do if music is a part of the reason why it's such a day to begin with? what can you do? what can i do?
charon
the feeble walls i carefully constructed all around me start to crumble. every bit of concrete suddenly loses its stability, the ability to hold everything around it. and when the walls tumble, they hit me, my feet, my head, every inch of my body, but because of a physical phenomenon yet to be discovered, they hit my heart harder than anything else. and that impact drives the salty water of the seas into my eyes and driving it back only works for so much time.
sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
but when you debate half-empty or half-full
it slowly rises: your love is gonna drown
music helps to concentrate, to focus. it helps to survive such a day. it helps to get through because i can look forward to music in the end. good music.just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
but when you debate half-empty or half-full
it slowly rises: your love is gonna drown
but what can you do if music is a part of the reason why it's such a day to begin with? what can you do? what can i do?
charon