So I walked into the haze
And a million dirty waves
Now I see you lying there
Like a lilo losing air, air
Black rocks and shoreline surf
Still that summer I cannot bear
And I wipe the sand from my eyes
Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust
Now the waves they drag you down
Carry you to broken ground
Though I found you in the sand
Wipe you clean with dirty hands
So god damn this boiling space
Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here
I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
Cause I'm...
A choir of furies in your head
A choir of furies in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
Cause I'm...
/ No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories /
/ I was thinking of writing something meaningful and filled with emotions today that I was laying awake thinking about last night. But I'm so vulnerable and low right now. And I never know just how intimate and personal I can allow myself to be anymore. I used to be unable to understand people who chose to close themselves off to the outside world as a response to pain. But the more hurt one encounters it's easy to try and protect your heart by forming a shell around it. Oh mother, it's so hard to be soft and warm and full of love in a world that wants you to be stone. Oh I do know coldness is a kiss of death to your soul, creativity and life itself. It is not an achievement to be cold. If something is frozen, it cannot move. And if it cannot move it will remain the same. And if we remain the same nothing will ever change. So if we lock ourselves in a negative emotional state it will never take us where we need to go. And I need to go.
Back to the lonely state of mind and soul. Back to myself. Back to the place I actually have never left... Back to you, guys. To the place where everything was started so long ago. And so strange that this song just perfectly matches everything I've felt at the past times and what I'm feeling right now, because it just captures that feeling of despair and helplessness, but in the same time desicion to let go and move on so perfectly. And for me Foals' music is like vessel to where I can pour my soul and my heart out. "Leave it all down here, it's future rust, it's future dust"...
...Yes, I still remember: "Life is short, always take pictures". And at least I have a huge box of them.
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