MaskedSometimesIt's hardto seethe reasons why.Whenall there isis timeand confusion.Youfollow all you canfrom afar.Taking in all.Forget thatreassurance is onlya wantnot a need.I amall emotion andthis makes it hardto let go.HereI stand.Pity. Nonot for me.Iof sinew and bone,of heart and soul,of all and nothing.Fall toanother rhyme.For nowthere is a light.My kneescreak underthe weight ofexpectation.And I crysoftlyto maskthe pain.
Winter's City PlaythingTake the time to breathe cold shivered air.Walk the lines set by a paced tempo.Look upon the throng and know lonely solitude.Think for one second ... just one ... and let go.(Foals - Spanish Sahara)Step towards the many varied paths.Decide the gaited angles to be sought.Listen to the thumping beat of one worn shoe.Find me dancing the high held stride.(Frightened Rabbit - The Wrestle)Hands firmly shoved into suited pockets.Nothing but cold to keep me warm.A Solitary vestige of the escaped and lucid.Hugging shadows hiding from paid money seekers.(The Middle East - The Darkest Side)Tune in for three and a half heart beats.Know where feet and thoughts place this body.Smile a little smile of fated understanding.Of course I am here, on this path, right now.(Air Traffic - Your Fractured Life)Let's pretend now .... Just in case.Sunglasses held down on a dreary day.Scanning sideways notions of what might see.Searching for what this path may hold true.(The National - City