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March 25, 2005

For Captain Fantastic from the Brown Dirt Cowboy

Listening to the painful remainings of you
What have they done to you; you're not the same
It's you in there somewhere underneath it all
You've put yourself away on a shelf
To avoid getting used too much
But now you've returned
The question still remains the same
How long will you stay?
And as always I hope it's forever
As I find once more, my happiness
Which was locked up in a bottle
Cast into my sea of tears
To be found when it reached your shore
Now we're together again
And the bottle can be opened; the tears have dried
Together with the sharpened blade of your rusty sword
This time let's leave the razor's edges dull and unused
Let me be your escape from the world just as you are mine
The rat-race is too much to get caught up in
I've always wanted to leave this hell-hole
And I constantly though I might be "better off dead"
But seeing how much I missed you in so short a time
And I realize the pressing matter
How could I bear not seeing you
For the rest of my death?
In seventh heaven and the scent of musk is strong
Together with the music so loud and crystal clear
The words are calling, but I won't answer
Refusing to fall prey to their temptations
Once I found your image in a bottle and a song
Now it's time to start into the future
For I know my mistakes have been corrected
And the pain can be hidden away
'Cause now I have you back
Trying with all my might

to make you want to stay.

Posted by BlueWolf on March 25, 2005 12:06 AM