Not of this world
"Are your arms strong enough to comfort me
Or your lips lush enough to feed me
Are your eyes deep enough to quench me
Or your voice enticing enough to drive the demons away
and shame the angels into submission"
Can you begin to understand the artists' mind?
The man that would remove an ear
write his words in his own blood
or swallow poison
An impossible breed
Impossible to understand
Impossible to help
Impossible to love
Aliens here
With unwritten ever changing rules
and hearts that begin in the pits of their souls
Their words are strange, mad ramblings
Oh! to have someone really hear, to really see and feel,
to truly understand.
Though they may find love
They are always alone
Can you understand reading a heart
like a book
Hearing music complete and whole
and not being able to speak it except through
crude instruments
Seeing through the eye of a needle
the myriad spectrums of the world
A thousand universes
a million worlds
trillions upon trillions of souls swirling
in one mind
all with a story to tell
Seeing so much, but never
comfortable in their own skin
Seeing a stranger looking back at you in the mirror
Strangers even to others of the same breed.
For though they know their own
Every insanity is as varied
as the swirls on their fingerprints
They only remind each other of just how strange
and different they are
Inexplicable anomalies
Forever lost
Forever alone
Dancing
on the outskirts
of humanity
forever.
"Are your arms strong enough to comfort me
or your lips lush enough to feed me
Are your eyes deep enough to quench me
or your voice enticing enough to drive the demons away
and shame the angels into submission"
Can you begin to understand the artists' mind?
"Are your arms strong enough to comfort me
Or your lips lush enough to feed me
Are your eyes deep enough to quench me
Or your voice enticing enough to drive the demons away
and shame the angels into submission"
Can you begin to understand the artists' mind?
The man that would remove an ear
write his words in his own blood
or swallow poison
An impossible breed
Impossible to understand
Impossible to help
Impossible to love
Aliens here
With unwritten ever changing rules
and hearts that begin in the pits of their souls
Their words are strange, mad ramblings
Oh! to have someone really hear, to really see and feel,
to truly understand.
Though they may find love
They are always alone
Can you understand reading a heart
like a book
Hearing music complete and whole
and not being able to speak it except through
crude instruments
Seeing through the eye of a needle
the myriad spectrums of the world
A thousand universes
a million worlds
trillions upon trillions of souls swirling
in one mind
all with a story to tell
Seeing so much, but never
comfortable in their own skin
Seeing a stranger looking back at you in the mirror
Strangers even to others of the same breed.
For though they know their own
Every insanity is as varied
as the swirls on their fingerprints
They only remind each other of just how strange
and different they are
Inexplicable anomalies
Forever lost
Forever alone
Dancing
on the outskirts
of humanity
forever.
"Are your arms strong enough to comfort me
or your lips lush enough to feed me
Are your eyes deep enough to quench me
or your voice enticing enough to drive the demons away
and shame the angels into submission"
Can you begin to understand the artists' mind?