Friday, September 20, 2002

Along the Fading Line

I walk along the fading line,
Between reality and dreams.
Now this edge is in decline,
And nothings as it seems.

Where illusions feel so certain,
And reality seems pretend.
I'm caught behind a curtain,
When the line begins to blend.

They tell me to trust my dreams,
One day they might come true.
But when I pull apart the seams,
The fantasies begin to skew.

These delusions start spread,
And the limits keep on fading.
Steadily taking over my head,
As the distortion is pervading.

Any mark has disappeared.
It's gone without a trace,
And the line has been smeared.
There's empty in its place.

I walk along the fading line,
Between reality and dreams.
Now I'm looking for a sign,
For nothings as it seems.

Wednesday, September 11, 2002

Disillusioned

When I was a child I never was told
This world was so wild, unruly and cold
But tragedy never collided this close to my heart
Until Jared decided to tear my life apart
Its something that comes to all but me
Until I heard the drums of my destiny
The light of his candle had been blown away
A death I couldn't handle so I started to pray,
"God, help the people who've wandered afar
For they are the people whom hate did scar."

I've reached the conclusion
There's no more delusions
So start the confusion
From this moment on
I'm disillusioned...

When I was naïve, people always said
Never deceive the one that you wed
What a group of liars they turned out to be
Full of impious desires and hypocrisy
Marriage is holy or so I've heard
But now love is only a fake silly word
Parents tear apart the kids they betray
So with a broken heart, I started to pray,
"God, help the lost children. They cry for a guide.
These are the children for whom your son died."

I've reached the conclusion
There's no more delusions
So start the confusion
From this moment on
I'm disillusioned...

When I was little I was made to believe
You never belittle what others achieve.
The worlds at peace and people understand
That we all need a piece to survive in this land
Racism is dead and Hate's just a word
I would lie in my bed and never had stirred
Until somebody tore my calm world away
I could not ignore so I started to pray,
"God, help humanity. Your people are crying
Please, end the insanity. Poor people are dying"

I've reached the conclusion
There's no more delusions
So start the confusion
From this moment on
I'm disillusioned...