I was sitting near the sky,
But you had to raise the ground.
You made your point a thousand times,
So this time, hear me out.
You had it all your way,
Since I started up this hill.
You dragged me back the way I came,
But all your effort was for nil.
You took me by the arm,
You refused to let me go.
You left a couple marks,
That I hope will never show.
And now you're just some abstract form,
Of my former personal hell.
I followed you down before,
But I'd rather see the end myself, cause
It's a lifelong walk back to the foothills,
Cause what goes up has got to fall.
But until that day comes,
I'll just hang out here for a while.
You obviously don't understand,
I expected nothing more.
Cause it's a tricky thing to comprehend,
when your foot's between the door.
So I'd love to stay and talk,
But I got better things to do,
Cause life's too short,
To waste it all with you.
So let me once and for all,
Bid you this final farewell.
I still got a long way to walk,
And I can get there by myself.
..so I'll see you around.
It's a lifelong walk back to the foothills,
Cause what goes up has got to fall.
But until that day comes,
I'll just hang out here for a while.
Monday, April 12, 2010
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