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Monday, November 2, 2009

Impossible

It's a dropped vase that's broke in one,
The tender loving of a gun,
Blinding headlights on a one-way street,
A paralysed deaf who follows the beat.
Like counting the seconds 'til yesterday,
Holding your gaze while looking away,
Seeing your options from behind a closed door,
Having enough while still wanting more.
It's looking straight up and seeing the ground,
Hearing the thunder make not a sound,
A broken winged bird taking off into flight,
A rising sun in the midst of night.
Like the mighty red sea with waters so blue,
That's what it's like loving you.
~Jn9

2 comments:

David Shorten said...

Wooooooooah, I actually really like this.
I wish I could write lyrics.

Jen(3x3) said...

[= Thank you very much David, I'm glad you enjoy!