quinta-feira, 3 de novembro de 2011

My mind says not a shit at all.

Could You Stay?


Well, If I could, I would sleep.
Because like this maybe I ...
Could to forget we need make choices,
         
                                     
In the deep.


If I could, I would dream
About what it takes.
                                          
To try get away…
From reality extreme.

           [If I could stay
                                            -blindfolded]...
To don't see these things,
When all that I know is...
I'm "maybe" to keep myself closed.

Yeah, I           into it...
             fell

The wish.
The will.
Heat.
At moment you make me feel...
You will be part of (that).

We can’t break what doesn't exist (yet).
And that's why I tried to deal.
Even realising there are no "you and me",
I wanted to redeem something.             Do something more...

But I can't hold these feeling free.

I like each thing... I like your touch.

No more than what I really have.

But enough...
To stay wanting much of such.

I'm sorry about see things as wrong or right.
              But if wasn't like this...
          How could I belive the rest?

      Are we doing things as we might?


                              Don't stay now...                   away.
I don't know much about this all.
I'm just trying to keepyoucloser.

That's what I can say.