Can You Tell...?
I feel it burning within me, the feeling of long lost ecstasy never to be. No, it isn't directed toward anyone in particular, but it won't go away from me, how peculiar...
Numbers pile up in my head, barely being able to focus on this one long thread. Don't envy me, please. It'll only leave you a fool with crying never able to be ceased. Pick yourself up off the ground, youngling. You have a whole life ahead of you, the choice is yours, and so choose a string.
Oh? Can you tell which one is the one? Each string leads to your lifelong dream; Just hope the one you pick is nothing full of disaster and not foreseen. Well, go on. Choose one and I shall call the moon down and offer the sun.
Are you scared, child? I'm here with you, and I have everything filed. Whether you choose the right or wrong, I will turn your life around and sing a song. This isn't any ordinary song, I say. It's a legend they spoke of when you were very little, so listen and lay. The song of a youngling just as you are Will not frighten you, yet it will show you what you are and that of no war.
Oh? Can you tell which one is the one? The strings, child, they tell you your dreams. Well, go on, pick one and see the dark become light remedies. Which shall you pick? The moon.... or the sun?
PrinceJello · Sun Jan 30, 2011 @ 12:07am · 0 Comments |