Elie

One cannot remember and stay indifferent.
So we forget.
So we forget.

In my life I've lived from question to question mark.
And this one too remains a question mark.

But anyways, god is only god.
But anyways, god is only god.
And I am still only trying to be human.

Sometimes the pain we feel, reminds us of
Places we've never been.

We pick our scabs don't we?



Call it what you want.
Future: It's All Your Own.
And you're not alone.
What happens there's worth all your love.

Ah—love—Must learn love.
Presence. Pain. Lust.

Then something of your own tries to become what's greater
And life in all its varied facets, steep inclines with friendly faces—
It's happiness it's joys—our noise.

Beneath a simple sense of beauty, a heart can find a sense of worthy.
The hours steal upon our days, with seconds tugging at the frays—
Our time may fly away, but you stay.

And it's all locked up right now.
We'll spend time learning how—to keep a world in me
But look inside see

All of life set free. All of life set free.
How the heart keeps beat I will never know, but it's pulse I follow.

All wrapped up and loud.
A face without a crowd.
Gift under the tree—
All for the taking.

All of life set free. All of life set free.
How the heart keeps beat I will never know, but it's pulse I follow.


Elie (pt 1 & 2) { words: Fillmore | music: MCG | c.2006 }