22.02.2012, 16:34
Standby
No screams. Just whispers.
Steady and strong
and what I always wanted
has been here all along.
Indescribable. Real.
But empty as well,
when I feel more alive
than a heartbeat can tell-
it is still just a thought.
A beautiful one,
but what cannot be named
just cannot be done.
And at night I'm not sleeping
I just wait for my dreams,
afraid I'll never get there...
No whispers. Just screams.
No screams. Just whispers.
Steady and strong
and what I always wanted
has been here all along.
Indescribable. Real.
But empty as well,
when I feel more alive
than a heartbeat can tell-
it is still just a thought.
A beautiful one,
but what cannot be named
just cannot be done.
And at night I'm not sleeping
I just wait for my dreams,
afraid I'll never get there...
No whispers. Just screams.