Friday, March 12, 2010

*The Only Feeling*

A town is turning to ashes,
A volcano erupts near by,
The hysteria ensues,
Voices dying at an incredible rate,
Down the mountain
Everything falls to pieces,
Up in the sky
Dark; the smoke rises,
Climbing all at the same time,
Falling one by one.

There's this burning feeling
Within their soul,
There's no one near
To save them, to heal them.

A home filled with anyone,
A hole filled with all the dead,
Something in the air is dying,
Nowhere to be found,
Fluorescent lights shining through the room,
Everything so bright, so right,
It's not what happens,
But how you fight through it.

There's this burning feeling
Within the soul,
There's this light I once saw,
But now it's gone,
There's no one near
To save us, to heal us,
Broken-down,
If we're not dead yet,
Then what are we?
Bright lights flashing
And then fade away,
There's something evil lurking in the night,
Why can't we explain it?
Deep down the light is shining one last time,
Anywhere but here,
Plenty and nothing,
Dealing with the demon,
Working on out,
Past the gate, over the mountain,
What was, what should
No longer is.

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