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"busy eyes" oh, can't you see what you're doing you're bringing her to her knees, when her best, which is phenominal, increasingly fails to please, you've got your own agenda, as you look at what you think, is what she should be doing, and you ignore when her foundation blinks, but when the day comes, and she goes away, and you don't hear anything, what do you say? and now you're glossing her over it's almost like she can't breathe, she's got her confidence wounded, i only hope she finds a way to see, she's way too good for this snowjob, she's way too good for your spite, your atempts to pull her asunder, in effort to push, hold no right, but when the day comes, and love is a lie, you won't feel the pressure, as it bursts your busy eyes, don't push away your creation, she doesn't deserve this. "home" union street square never looked so neat, drowned in the faces of people we meet, storefronts with people drinking their coffee, i yearn to go back there, the roads through the woods to nowhere, except another developer's share, frontyard's with kids, and plastic chairs, i yearn to go back there, i'm home again in mediocrity, i'm back where shock was meant to hit so clean, in this belt of society, that built this soul of mine, the factory whistle that blows at three, releasing the workers to go home and eat, their kids just arriving home to greet, how i miss it all, the cross town commuters with their fair wages, the doctors and lawyers with their stern faces, the image conjurs, my mind races, how i miss it all, i'm home again in suburbia, i'm back where god was a figurehead, in this sect of community, that built this soul of mine, who's to say, boredom breeds, i rather thought it was theocracy, who's to say, it's a rat race, i find it just fine, the main strip of cars wasting gas at night, the kids sitting stopped at the red traffic light, how it seems that everything's so right, i yearn to go back there, the single lamps that illuminate rooms, the houses that are all asleep so soon, how pointless it all seems to have grown, i yearn to go back there, i'm home again, despite what wolfe says, i'm back where mom and dad weren't always friends, in this age of hate that never ends, i find it just fine. "moving on" i don't care, about what is said, i only know what i see, inside of this, inside your eyes, inside your mind, i hope you still, remember me kindly, and i won't put, so much at stake, next time i, make a bigger break, oh, i, move on, so there's me, and then there's you, and then there's us, and then there's not, and then there's he, and then there's you, all with him, and then there's me again, and i won't put, so much in play, next time i, feel emotions this way, oh, i, must go on, just a little pain, is good for the soul, unknown to me, my soul must be the best, i don't imagine, anyone cares, but me, and next time, i won't think, i'll just forget, to even feel, oh, i, must forget 'cause i'm, moving on, again. "prim" so, we're doing the aquaintence thing again, so good to see you, how've you been, not ready to admit that we're not close friends, hanging for dear life onto loose, frayed ends, the ocassional phone call comes out of the blue, never expecting the other end to be you, but when it is it paints my conscious a new hue, but you know we won't admit that we're through, in my mind i've seen it, just don't care to believe it, gotta stick through it, it's the prim thing to do, so, maybe we'll just go this way for awhile, occasional talk, with ocassional smile, i guess this'll work for the first hundred miles, brick by brick, and tile by tile, or maybe we should just talk about, our problems and the way they just hang about, i guess it's a typical decay of rout, so barren the end, so lush when we started out, in my mind i've heard it, just don't care to follow through on it, need to stick through it, it's the prim thing to do, don't tell me you don't see the truth, it's not hard to prove exactly where we stand, even if you don't want to admit it, conciousness will lend a helping hand, in my mind i've seen it, i just don't care to believe it, gotta stick through it, it's the prim thing to do. "tone" these tones that i'm recieving, don't bode well for our meaning, and i guess it's just as well, i don't catch on, if i seem that it has no bearing, on the countenance i'm wearing, just remember that it does, it just don't show, maybe time will heal our wounds, maybe time will build the woumb, that it'll take to rebuild, ourselves, when you ask if it has hit me, i know it may sound kind of eery, to hear me say that is hasn't, believe me, i'm torn, this time i feel so shaken, no way, will i be taken, i feel like i've lost the part of me that feels, this time, i've fallen, too far, so we feel that seperation, will be the key to our salvation, nothings really changing, we implore, so we walk in desperatoin, towards different destinations, instead of going hand in hand, as we always did, this time i feel so shaken, no way, will i be taken, i feel like i've lost the part of me that feels, this time, i've fallen, too far, and only time will tell, will I go back to heaven, or am I exiled to hell, the suspense is killing me, i don't believe i can go on this way, i feel the tones vibrating, and i hear your hesitation, have i just not earned enough of your love, this time, i've fallen too far. "better to have known" so you're a fool girl, and you've let him suck you in, so you're a fool boy, and you let yourself go too soon, so you're not okay, with this life you're acting for, so you're alive, and now it's up to you, better to have known a sunrise, than to have known only pain, better to have seen a teardrop, than to have never felt the rain, better to have felt a heartbeat, rather than only your own, better to have known, so it's up to you now, you're the final chance they have, so it's up to you know, will you let it live it's life, so it's a difficult decision, there are cons to every view, so you're alive, and they want to join you, better to have known a failure, than to have never had the chance, better to have seen your family, than to have never known a face, better to have lived a blaspheme, than to have never known of faith, better to have known, so you decided to take, away the most precious gift we have, so you decided now you could, take what had made you so glad?, better to have known a sleepless night, than to have never known a name, better to have thrilled to scribbles, than to have never played their games, better to have spoken gibbrish, than to have never known their face, better to have known. "forgotten" what's my life come to, i'm left here so alone, to suffer in manufactured pity, and the desolate moans, of the people just like me, grown too old to be known, pictures seeming so familiar, but only memories on loan, why am i forgotten? what did i do to earn this? why have I forgotten? why can't I remember? and if the shades would lift, for just one pleasent day, i would go on in peace, sitting in the sunlight, just artificial through a window, think about escaping, but know it's not for me to go, talking with the people, who seem to know me so, still don't recognize them, pity, they look nice you know, why am I forgotten? was I chosen to be this way? is it payment for mistakes, in the past that I have made? and if the haze would go away, and let me see again, i would go in peace, i'm so afraid to go to sleep, 'cause i know when i wake i won't remember a thing, the nightmares still haunt me, and they erase my memory so that I can't function, anymore, why am I forgotten? did i do something to these folks? why can't I remember? what it's like to live again, and if the clouds would part, and let me see again, i would go in peace. "time and again" i watch away, and dare no closer, than a word, at an encounter, i dream away, about a meeting, more than a word, more than a greeting, so far away, at least 3 feet i'd say, no closer than yesterday, and if anything, further away, i sleep away, any doubts, when i'm alone, i work things out, i never will, have the nerve, to try and have, what i observe, so far away, at least 3 feet i'd say, no closer than yesterday, and if anything, further away, i really don't think i'll ever, be much of a go-getter, in fact i think i'll watch my life, drip by, by, by and bye, oh, i doubt that i will even, get up rhyme or reason, to ever mention what i feel, or why, why, why, so far away, at least 3 feet i'd say, no closer than yesterday, and if anything, further away. "daylight" never smile, never talk, never make a move, never hope, never think, never flowed too smooth, almost look, almost feel, almost made a sound, cannot drive, no more strive, ever even wonder, don't drop in, don't drop out, your foundation's tossed about, head back out, head back in, don't know where the future ends, never smile, never talk, never make a move, never hope, never think, never flowed too much almost look, almost feel, almost made a statement, cannot drive, no more strive, ever even wonder, don't let in, too much sun, rainy days are so much fun, daylight is so much worse, your mind has been lightly cursed "Amelia" please little baby, don't kill me, i'm loving you more than life itself, i've carried you so close for so long, and i don't need to lose you now, i just wasn't ever readied for this, i'm just not sure i'll be good enough, if ever i fail, please forgive me, 'cause i'm doing the best that i know how, keep up your head, don't let it drag you under, you're too strong to let it, pull you asunder, keep up your head, breathing your life in, you're too strong to let it, steal your thunder, all i get is a solitary touch, and then they'll wisk you away, i'm so damn worried about you, that you'll die within my reach, i've grown to love you so much lately, i can't seem to ever stop smiling, when i look into your barely open eyes, i see your bright future, laying before you, keep up your head, don't let it drag you under, you're too strong to let it, pull you asunder, keep up your head, breath life in, you're too wonderful to, let it keep you from winning, in the end, you will see, you're the gift i need, in the end, you will find, i'm going blind, with my love, keep up your head, don't let it drag you under, you're too strong to let it, stop your living, keep up your head, breathe life in, you're too wonderful to, let it pull you asunder, just now.

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