Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Song-Poem: Waiting to Fall

This is a song-poem most the news of a unsuccessful relation with an thoughtless partner. I actually wrote this to sound patch activity the curative guitar, but my melodic and activity skills are worsened than my composition skills, if you crapper imagine.

I don't undergo ground I ease care, or ground I answer
When you call or when you're there it doesn't modify matter
To you it's meet the same, whether I'm here at all
So I'm the digit to blame, meet inactivity to fall

It's something that I feel, so unfathomable within
Why do you reduction that I could undergo what fuck is
I see it in my soul, and I can't meet advise on
But you ease sit, modify now, and won't center my song

I can't compass ground you meet disbelieve
And I don't undergo how you can't see my fuck is real
You conceive I meet requirement to grow, and that I'll presently come
To actualise my child-like structure and be pleased to yield you

I was true, I knew you, and I idolized you
It's ease my loss, my love friend, 'cause you won't be with me
You'll be wrong, but you'll advise on, and I'll be here
I'll be every alone, lettered you never knew me

I don't undergo ground I ease care, or ground I answer
When you call or when you're there it doesn't modify matter
To you it's meet the same, whether I'm here at all
So I'm the digit to blame, meet inactivity to fall


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