the gripping hands of the past
Monday, June 5th, 2006So why is it then i still can’t let that be? to let the dog bark and just walk on by like a deaf man? wouldn’t that be my fault then? isn’t that what i wanted?? so what’s the big deal now???
damn…….
i have a hole.. a gaping hole that refused to be filled with….
When past sometimes takes you with soft hands
Forceless it pulls you to your chair
Hides you away from these half days
Sunless, at the end of the year
Forceless it pulls you to your chair
Hides you away from these half days
Sunless, at the end of the year
The air is like a knife cutting through you
A room in the house is always warm
Stretched down on the bathroom floor thinking
Of fair days your future may hold
Love comes like surprise ice on the water
Love comes like surprise ice at dawn
Love comes at dawn
Deprived all the light of colours
The world ends at your window tree
Darkness creates these illusions
That pale days can teach you to see
Rain falls but no life is given
Weeks pass, no progress is made
Past sometimes takes you with soft hands
And all that surrounds you will fade
~ Surprice Ice
Kings of Convenience
