| Overcast Laughter |
[11 Mar 2004|09:15am] |
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No Doubt- Different People |
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The blood on your hands should still be in your veins
Slice yourself up on quiet Saturday mornings when
the night is still parting and you,
you are not quite in a conscious state of mind
Red under your fingernails, is this normal?
Your sobriquet makes you feel strong but
I know you’re feeling like there is an aperture
in your solar everything
Astrophysical senses
Losing control
I want to hold you and let you know I’m here
(Baby, I’ve been there before)
But I can’t because then the secret’s out, you’ll know.
You’ve tried camouflaging into the scenery
But I’ve seen past your masquerade
I know, one comment
And you’ll shut me out
I’ve seen your
overcast laughter
All I can do is send you signals, wordlessly
And stay by your side, like a ghost
You will not see me, this invisible girl
I will always be right behind you
Just in case
you fall.
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