MAC
12-03-2001, 06:58 PM
When I close my eyes to sleep
for just a second
you're alive again.
I here you in the past and I feel you close to me,
and I SNAP awake to find myself alone.
Not even an eerie glow,
just darkness and my new alarm clock.
I can almost save you in that second.
I can almost stop what happened.
...whatever that was...
Now I see your spector
It walks in and stands there and disappears when I look down.
In the kitchen when I come home and then it vanishes.
It creeps through the living room when I have my head turned to the TV
It appears inside when I look through the door from my work in the yard.
It exists in my peripheral vision and hides behind a light under the door at the end of the hall.
I watch the door knob hoping it will turn.
I am afraid of the spector but its all I have right now.
I speak to it and it replys.
But its not real.
Its the answers of questions asked to death.
No hope.
Only finality.
I look around for the body desperately.
If the spirit is here the body must be near-by.
I can still save it...
But it doesn't want to be saved.
And it won't say good-bye.
I just know its dead.
And it thinks that's good enough.
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Don't shake the devil's hand and say you're only kidding.
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for just a second
you're alive again.
I here you in the past and I feel you close to me,
and I SNAP awake to find myself alone.
Not even an eerie glow,
just darkness and my new alarm clock.
I can almost save you in that second.
I can almost stop what happened.
...whatever that was...
Now I see your spector
It walks in and stands there and disappears when I look down.
In the kitchen when I come home and then it vanishes.
It creeps through the living room when I have my head turned to the TV
It appears inside when I look through the door from my work in the yard.
It exists in my peripheral vision and hides behind a light under the door at the end of the hall.
I watch the door knob hoping it will turn.
I am afraid of the spector but its all I have right now.
I speak to it and it replys.
But its not real.
Its the answers of questions asked to death.
No hope.
Only finality.
I look around for the body desperately.
If the spirit is here the body must be near-by.
I can still save it...
But it doesn't want to be saved.
And it won't say good-bye.
I just know its dead.
And it thinks that's good enough.
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Don't shake the devil's hand and say you're only kidding.
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