by The Fallen Soldier » Fri Dec 28, 2012 12:42 pm
Riversong
"Thank you." I say smiling and walking out. "At home, the only water we had was a small lake that was usually empty, or on trips and the river." I say, I had swam in the ocean, but only three or four times. I glance at him again. He was so nice, and gentlemanly. I think.
Theres a place so dark you can't see the end
Skies cock back and shock that which can't defend
The rain then sends dripping, acidic questions, forcefully
The power of suggestion, then with the eyes shut
Looking through the rust and rot and dust
A small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
And the eyes ease open and it's dark againIn the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up
Linkin Park - Forgotten