Friday Feb 27, 2004

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TOOL
Reflection

I have come curiously close to the end, though
Beneath my self indulgent pitiful hole. defeated i
Concede and move closer. I may find comfort here
I may find peace within the emptiness. how pitiful.
Its calling me...
And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping.
The moon tells me a secret. my confidant.
As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own
A million light reflections pass over me
Its source is bright and endless.
She resuscitates the hopeless
Without her we are lifeless satellites drifting.
And as I pull my head out
I am without one doubt
Dont want to be down here
Feeding my narcissism i
Must crucify the ego
Before its far too late
I pray the light lifts me out
Before I pine away....
So crucify the ego
Before its far too late
To leave behind this place so
Negative and blind and cynical
And we will come to find
That we are all one mind
Capable of all thats
Imagine the unconceivable
Just let the light touch you
And let the words spill thorough
Just let them pass right through,
Bringing out our hope and reason.
Before we pine away....
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maurauder:
you look terribly familiar. not from southern california, are you? SBHS?


edited to say : read your profile - it is you! any word on our mutual friend...hmmm...anonymity...had pink hair in high school, gay boy, went to Norway, last I heard was hooked on junk...you know the one. He's in Portland, no? Do you know how he is?

[Edited on Mar 07, 2004 11:22AM]
eurisko:
this reminds me, its been a very long time since i have listened to tool, i think its now tool time..... also, pirates rule.... way to be a swashbuckler ARRR!!!

[Edited on Mar 07, 2004 8:10PM]

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