My Mind

December 14, 2010
Step into the study of my mind
Follow me or you're walking blind
The ribbons of road are rarely clear
Just make sure you are always here
 
Don't expect to walk through fine
It's not written paths, just broken lines
Music's crooning and drums beat low
Watch your step and take it slow
 
Rainbows collide
On thin twisted lines
And skyscraper heights
Risky flights
Pull you higher
Pull you on
On and on and on
 
It's chaos in the most extreme
Colors and shapes in flying heaps
Bits of thought and memories
Sneak through cracks with practiced ease
 
There used to be files on shelves in rooms
Now there's cobwebs and dust and gloom
Curving hallways lead you away
But watch the turns or else you'll stray
 
It's not like anything
It's more than nothing
But nobody sees
'Cause I don't sell the key
Just come higher
Just come on
On and on and on
 
If you want to be my friend
Fight through the shadows to the end
Come bearing strength and the sword of truth
Though it's likely that you'll lose
 
My walls are thick and filled with anger
Hate and selfish wrong desire
Empty threats and still they stand
Still the unconquered in my land
 
The way is tough
Your hope is not enough
So bring the truth
And pray to get through
I pray you do
I pray you do
Please do





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