book one

Crawl away, take a moment just one. Take it in and hold it there, walk among the fields today, walk under stars sometime it may set you free. If life is a prison, you’ve got the cell with the view. Get away, from your life, take a vacation from your mind. Anyway you want to take it it’s up to you.

The air is yours, you paid the tab at birth, so take it all in. crawl away, get to your feet and run through this space, everywhere you see that’s where you can be. Never close your skin to this sensation. Around the hill, underneath all this weight, you will find your freedom buried.

Run now, if you go fast enough I’m pretty sure you can take flight. Write a letter to your future self, help you remember what you know now, if you sleep deep enough, I’m pretty sure you won’t need a stamp.


You can go right now. If you run far enough I’m sure things will crumble slower than you can leave...wash yourself with the streetlights till you’re pure again and there’s nothing that some smoke and mirrors can’t clear. Stepping on the razor of this life, the fragile line between happy and complacent , it can never smooth, this silver line... no one you ever love or lose will ever solve this crease. like a river it folds the country of your body in half.

Never beneath any other sheets did my life make so much sense. If ever there was a puzzle i think God hid it under your skin and left me here in torture to find it. And i reach between your eyes with my soul to find what i know must be hidden there. I will it there.. and dreams be damned i know you feel it crawling beside your veins.

I drove all night, I drove all day Up and down passes just to feel like I was running away

For someone’s arms around me, it’s a risk I would take, that when you come, my heart would break. For someone’s arms around me, in the dawn, in the night....

1 Comments:

Blogger ezekiel said...

i have to give you much props for writing here so often. i, on the other hand, have a lot of trouble finding inspiration, or maybe it's that i'm looking too hard. heh, either way, i think i'll give it another go. shoob is done, and la vita è bella is the only one i'll post on now...

thanks for the inspiration

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