No news, that's good news. Some more's gonna break. Yeah, things change, I've been changing every day. It's peaceful, the pitch-black, when the last light on goes out. I'm stranded in my bed, so I think about the bad luck, the bad blood, that may have come between two good souls. That's one hell of an offering.
So take these gifts that have been given. Yes, we ended up with an alphabet, but some words are too broad to define. Now the whole world is waking up, a ribbon cut for the opening. Yeah, we all knew that day would arrive.
Up all night, all upset. Outside's growing light. No breakfast, just not much of an appetite. So be cool, and believe in the things you haven't learned. Cause you've lost, and it's gone, but it will return.
And now it's all layed out ahead of you, and maps have murdered the mystery, are you still too shy to describe? And now the whole world is waking up, a ribbon cut for the opening. Yes, finally the day has arrived.
So receive, and rejoice. Fill your hands with something tangible, and fly your love like a flag. And destroy the desire for that which isn't possible, and accept what you get with a smile.
Abonneren op:
Reacties posten (Atom)
1 opmerking:
en wat betekent dat ?
Een reactie posten