speedin' for no where, shadows of stars on my head.. press the throttle of my mind, let my nerves ache keep on hittin' from behind yes I'm in the prison of my liberty free like a slave, every one on my mercy. left u, as easily as u forget u'r past I'm right now like u've always been before surfin' over roads n' drivin' on the shore
she thinks she can understand him just like chocolates n' ice creams. when they go on the rides havin' champagne by the tides something troubled my pride.. cos i like my things fried.. in the fortress of my beliefs i try to keep my soul alive but that's heresy i believe as they try to scale the walls i can see my fortress fall
and my poor soul is oh so vulnerable in a last ditch effort it raises the sword battered and bruised, unrecognisable to myself i put on my magic ring cos i dare not look at my face somehow i knew i had to lose this race but at least i did it with grace.. goodbye poor soul
so here i am with a new face nicely packaged with qualities i ll live for the world make it a better place and never question the rules after all they are meant for our good.. and all that is good need not be rational.. but when i look into the mirror, i sometimes see those eyes.. eyes without a face.. as i switch off the light and retire to the bed wonder what they said.. wonder what they said...
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