this beautiful nothingness, January 2010

January 17, 2011
trading the best parts of ourselves
holding them up for others
I think I'd like to stay here forever
singing, just another

but they're leaving, every one,
every day they have traveled
after the horizon there is none
under threat of cold feet
they are running faster than they know
if only they saw how their feet flew.
faking the thrill of first flights
underneath it all
life is the only constant

nothing could be as important
or as far away
take the distance and
haunt yourself with your own potential
in a world where a lens shows you different than you've ever known yourself
nobody will ever know your word
give it to the world
nobody needs to know
even the most painful truths won't hurt your lips, love
save yourself, I am only one
save yourself

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