I can hear the voice whispering in my ear, more quietly than ever these days
You're almost home
How I long to rest my head someplace warm and know that everything is okay
You're not alone
To know that someone might care enough to lend a kind word or gentle touch
Soon you can rest
Fuckit.
Was a nice thought anyway
EDIT:
Words slip from my face and spill from my mouth with casual disregard of collateral damage that *will* occur from a single falsely spoken phrase.
Please explore both the literal meaning of my statements as well as the metaphorical ramifications of listening without hearing.
Do not doubt that words can destroy more thoroughly than any other weapon yet created. Know also that this power *may* be used for good instead of evil, to create rather than obliterate.
The meanings slip though my fingers like smoke, swirling hazily to from an inconceivably complex contrast from what I mean to what I speak.
Try not to stumble as you fall and things might just be all right.
You're almost home
How I long to rest my head someplace warm and know that everything is okay
You're not alone
To know that someone might care enough to lend a kind word or gentle touch
Soon you can rest
Fuckit.
Was a nice thought anyway
EDIT:
Words slip from my face and spill from my mouth with casual disregard of collateral damage that *will* occur from a single falsely spoken phrase.
Please explore both the literal meaning of my statements as well as the metaphorical ramifications of listening without hearing.
Do not doubt that words can destroy more thoroughly than any other weapon yet created. Know also that this power *may* be used for good instead of evil, to create rather than obliterate.
The meanings slip though my fingers like smoke, swirling hazily to from an inconceivably complex contrast from what I mean to what I speak.
Try not to stumble as you fall and things might just be all right.