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Ezoic
2003-08-09 23:44:40 (UTC)

To hell and back

SO much has happened.. I'll write and tell you all about it
when I get back to Trondheim. I'm leaving tomorrow morning,
and I have to go to bed now.
But just to give you an idea.. this was soooo close to
becoming a song I wouldn't be able to hear for a looooooong
time without crying...

I am here to tell you
we can never meet again
Simple really, isn't it?
a word or two, and then
a lifetime of not knowing
where or how or why or when
you think of me or speak of me
or wonder what befell
the someone you once loved
so long ago, so well

Never wonder what I feel as
living shuffels by
You don't have to ask me,
and I need not reply.
Every moment of my life,
from now until I die,
I will think or dream of you
and fail to understand
how a perfect love
can be confounded out of hand

Is it written in the stars,
are we paying for some crime,
is that all that we are good for?
Just a stretch of mortal time
Is this God's experiment,
in which we have no say,
in which we're given paradise,
but only for a day

Nothing can be altered,
oh, there is nothing to decide
No escape, no change of heart,
no any place to hide

You are all I'll ever want,
but this I am denying,
sometimes in my darkest thoughts
I wish I never learned
what it is to be in love
and have that love returned

Is it written in the stars,
are we paying for some crime,
is that all that we are good for?
Just a stretch of mortal time
Is this God's experiment,
in which we have no say,
in which we're given paradise,
but only for a day


Everything's fine now, but it was oh so close....



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