OVERCOME
everyone wants to hear about love...heartbreak
they don't want more
they don't want less
they don't want to hear the Truth
they don't want to explore
get low to see that there's
so much more
experience life to the fullest
but you settled for less
when there's so much more
so much more
here is my truth
i wait for it
as it strings me along
i'd rather wait for it
and watch the leaves fall
from fruitless crosses
as i kiss the tree of woe goodbye
for another season
waiting patiently for what seems another lifetime
the outstretched sky into a blackened void
how many times do i have to travel that path
how many times must i be destroyed
In the meantime i wait patiently
for the harvest moon but all i see
planted in your garden is weeds
stretching to the doorstep of the 3rd Heaven
unwanted flowers stemming from falsehood
we'll see what's buried there
as we dig a little deeper
to uncover ten hundred thousand lost souls
they don't want to see
what it is that's exactly bothering me
they don't want me with a mic in my hand
they don't want me with a camera to my eye
they dont want to see
they don't want to change
they don't want to listen
they don't want to know
do you want to see?
said the Blind man
to the Devil's child
but they don't want to see
they don't want to listen
they don't want to grow
everyone wants to hear about love...heartbreak
they don't want more
they don't want less
they don't want to hear the Truth
they don't want to explore
get low to see that there's
so much more
experience life to the fullest
but you settled for less
when there's so much more
so much more
here is my truth
i wait for it
as it strings me along
i'd rather wait for it
and watch the leaves fall
from fruitless crosses
as i kiss the tree of woe goodbye
for another season
waiting patiently for what seems another lifetime
the outstretched sky into a blackened void
how many times do i have to travel that path
how many times must i be destroyed
In the meantime i wait patiently
for the harvest moon but all i see
planted in your garden is weeds
stretching to the doorstep of the 3rd Heaven
unwanted flowers stemming from falsehood
we'll see what's buried there
as we dig a little deeper
to uncover ten hundred thousand lost souls
they don't want to see
what it is that's exactly bothering me
they don't want me with a mic in my hand
they don't want me with a camera to my eye
they dont want to see
they don't want to change
they don't want to listen
they don't want to know
do you want to see?
said the Blind man
to the Devil's child
but they don't want to see
they don't want to listen
they don't want to grow
lunna:
That's pretty. I love the new profile picture too!