I feel like sorrow, when
it's dry, when it's heavy
I remember how I used
to glance at them with envy
Waiting for my love to
find itself home to my mind
I'm stuck here because
I'm scared it will find
That mother nature has
been crying
For that man who's been
denying
That man is my brother,
my friend, my father
And soon mother nature
will alter
The power in me that
wishes to be best
The soul in me who yearns
to rest
I feel like sleeping,
when it's peaceful, when I'm sad
I remember now the time
I used to think it would be bad
To think she had no
reason, to think she had no pain
But to that I have
lived up to, only to gain
The knowledge of my own
truth, of my dignity
Mary has been waiting
patiently for me
Soon she will help me
again, help me think
But what I need most is
extinct
Like a picture behind a
solid brick wall
Where I could reach the
one I love most of all
I feel like screaming,
when it's silent, when I'm angry
I remember when I used
to think I could be free
Sitting on a rocky edge
at the end of time
I wish I could jump and
erase all crime
For the ride of my life
is soon to come
When I choose to
surrender to what I have become
In this place of
feeling, this place of lies
And everything that
just sits and dies
God was waiting for me
to do it, to decide
But I'm not ready so I
still have to hide
(c) Marc Noël 1997
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