Will you be a celebrity soon?
I'm still not sure of how to do this.
I still need to take a pause, I still make a pause and think, I still want to step back, I still feel like I'm just about to panic, I still feel like I want to runaway - I am scared.
What if the core is finally revealed? What if it's uneven and unpolished? What if it burns and blinds? Can you take it? Can I take it?
I guess I can. At least, I try. I take the bow and, for the first time, let the weight of my body fall over the strings. Back then, the weight of my mind was all there was; an over-processed but lacking-in-substance plaster; weightless. Thoughts were the only things that remained heavy.
Now I let it fall, and weight frees my mind. I float around, like a ship that has just dropped its anchor.
And take it! Take whatever comes next. Burning rays of sun upon my skin, wild bushes to get lost in, restless creatures hidden in the depths of the woods (is it woods, anyways? what if it's a tundra? Then burn with the coldest block of ice! Paralyse with the touch of the coldest pair of hands, and feel the cold run over through my spine; find the right temperature, and find balance. Melt the ice), a bottomless pond of fresh water, life that never dies out.
The night falls. I want to be sheltered by your dreams, but I have not seen them yet. I've walked through the light with my eyes shut, and now that my eyes are used to the dark, it might be the time to open them and walk through the darkness. I've been trying to see with my eyes shut, and it might be that all I've ever needed is just to open them. I want to see in the dark, touch the deepest shade of black, and taste infinity.
It might be black, but it might be blue. The bluest shade of blue I've ever sensed. Everything looks better under the blue light. Harsh lines are softened, kisses are sweeter, and music finds its harmony. The core is not as hard as it seems. And you've got blue eyes. I trust you. I believe - I hope you will be able to take it. Blue is as deep and as light as I need.
I'll slowly turn off the lights, 'til they become dim, 'til they are completely gone, and then, it will be the time for the blue lights to come out. Then I will open my eyes and see. I wonder what you dream of
I still need to take a pause, I still make a pause and think, I still want to step back, I still feel like I'm just about to panic, I still feel like I want to runaway - I am scared.
What if the core is finally revealed? What if it's uneven and unpolished? What if it burns and blinds? Can you take it? Can I take it?
I guess I can. At least, I try. I take the bow and, for the first time, let the weight of my body fall over the strings. Back then, the weight of my mind was all there was; an over-processed but lacking-in-substance plaster; weightless. Thoughts were the only things that remained heavy.
Now I let it fall, and weight frees my mind. I float around, like a ship that has just dropped its anchor.
And take it! Take whatever comes next. Burning rays of sun upon my skin, wild bushes to get lost in, restless creatures hidden in the depths of the woods (is it woods, anyways? what if it's a tundra? Then burn with the coldest block of ice! Paralyse with the touch of the coldest pair of hands, and feel the cold run over through my spine; find the right temperature, and find balance. Melt the ice), a bottomless pond of fresh water, life that never dies out.
The night falls. I want to be sheltered by your dreams, but I have not seen them yet. I've walked through the light with my eyes shut, and now that my eyes are used to the dark, it might be the time to open them and walk through the darkness. I've been trying to see with my eyes shut, and it might be that all I've ever needed is just to open them. I want to see in the dark, touch the deepest shade of black, and taste infinity.
It might be black, but it might be blue. The bluest shade of blue I've ever sensed. Everything looks better under the blue light. Harsh lines are softened, kisses are sweeter, and music finds its harmony. The core is not as hard as it seems. And you've got blue eyes. I trust you. I believe - I hope you will be able to take it. Blue is as deep and as light as I need.
I'll slowly turn off the lights, 'til they become dim, 'til they are completely gone, and then, it will be the time for the blue lights to come out. Then I will open my eyes and see. I wonder what you dream of
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